Bone Thugs N Harmony

Bone Enterpri$e in the house
And just left tha liquor store
So nigga, anything goes
'Cause we on a mission for the 4 Bs:
Bank, bud, brew, and bitches, muthafuckas!

[Wish]
I'm getting repaid
You're hittin the ground from the sound of buckshots
Well, what do you know?
I'm hitting the flow and pushin' me down is two cops
I'm back on the block and sellin' my rocks
But niggas gettin' jealous
They gave me a brew, and hit me for two
I'm callin up my fellas

[Bizzy]
Well it's the ruthless nigga gangsta
Comin' out with the message to jealous muthafuckas
Straight on my dick and bitin' lyrics
Who is that perpetratin' and takin' our lyrics
Non-originatin' slobs
You wait 'til they album comes out

[Boogie Nite]
Straight from the city where thieves dwell
Thugs, gangstas, and bitches sell
The place you would journey is not a myth
(Krayzie: yeah, muthafucka!)
But Cleveland is up in this bitch!

[Krayzie]
Now Krayzie Bone is rippin' and stickin'
Them niggas up in the nine-two
And all these niggas steppin' must got static with my crew
Well, nigga bring it on
Send them chromes to your dome
Krayzie Bone ain't no ho; I gets mine in the nine-O

[Layzie]
It's the #1 Assassin
Just be quick to put that ass out
Chillin' with Bizzy, and Krayzie, and Wish
Drinkin' 'til we pass out
Bone Enterpri$e, the gangstas niggas be pimpin' hoes
Livin' like criminals, untouchable niggeros

[Bizzy]
Hell muthafuckin' yeah!
So now you know: Bone Enterpri$e is up in this bitch!
And for the people who didn't think we was comin' out:
Nigga, you bought it!

[Krayzie]
Yeah, Krayzie Bone, Layzie Bone
Bizzy Bone, and Wish Bone in the muthafuckin' house
(Bizzy: Boogie Nite)
My nigga,Boogie Nite, this muthafucka
Yo, and we bus tickets muthafucka!
Praise the twelve gauge

Ouija are you with me? Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda me now.
Dear Mr. Ouija, I want to know my future, will I die of murda, of bloody murda?
Come come again,
Murda murda, mo murda, mo murda murda, mo murda,
mo murda murda, mo murda, mo murda murda, mo murda.

[Simultaneously, repeated:]
Mo murda murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murda,
mo murda murda, mo murda, mo murda murda, mo murda.
Ouija are you with me? With me.
Ouija are you with me?
I'm here.
Will I die of murda?

We're not against rap. We're not against rappers.
But we are against those thugs [thugs, thugs, thugs].
Shatasha:
Oh, it's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone.
Layzie:
You're feelin' the strength of the rump, step up,
hear the funk of the jump that the thugstas feel, just be thuggin',
straight buzzin', lovin' your peoples 'cause we so real.
Chill, better bring your weapon, when steppin',
bring on that ammunition, trip and don't slip,
not to mention, never knew no competition.
But I gotta get mine, so scream out, "Mo!" and let me hear ya holler,
not about that mighty dollar, ro1l with the Bone,
mo' thugs will follow.
Chain gang remainin' the same,
flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew,
thinkin' about that hangin', clockin' my bank, and thuggin' trues, fools.
Shatasha:
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone.
Wish:
Get ready for the Bone and the Mo Thug, bustas,
you know me as a hustla. T
ry to creep and get beat,
make me succeed, peep, gotta put them under.
Strate Jacket's gotta make that money, man.
It's still the same, now, bailin' in my black, trench vest.
You gotta be down to bang bang.
Come and get this teachin', ya soldiers,
how thugstas must stack. Me drinkin' me brew 'til me skull crack,
(?) on our way back.
Shatasha:
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone.
Krayzie:
Now follow me, now, roll, stroll, off deep in the Land.
Well, creep if you can, take another swig to the brain,
(Rose), loc'in',
steady chokin' off that potent smoke and runnin' from the po-po, now.
Gotta get 'em up with my thugstas, right turn to the double glock.
Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas.
Puff, puff, puff to the brain shot,
love P.O.D.'ded and tweeded, gotta get another case for my trunk.
Olde English, really don't need it, but in case my trues wanna get drunk.
They pump Bone, so leave 'em alone--you don't wanna get shut down.
Thug runnin' the nine-quat,
and you better believe they be wantin' this thug style, so what now?
See the Bone thug claim, thug never gonna change, so flame up.
Sit back and just smoke to the same cut,
Leather Face on the creep, and I came up.
Shatasha:
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone.
Bizzy:
Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop,
better drop when them buckshot blow.
The Bone in me never no ho, so no creepin' up outta the ziplock.
So, Sin, sip gin, and Lil' Mo Heart run up,
nut up, and flipped in, then slipped in the clip then, mistakin' they bloody victims.
Ever if ya test nuts, to the chest and put 'em to rest, and,
but I won't test bucks, put a hole up into me vest,
and gotta get through my soul, but they won't budge, mud, drug me victim.
The blood in me runnin' my mental, the thug in me, stuck in me, keepin' it simple,
the Bone in me runnin' with thugs so, to the temple,
buck when you duck to the thuggish ruggish T's. St. Clair P's,
to appeal to the G's, and a buck to all my enemies.
Shatasha:
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone.
We've got Layzie and'a Krayzie.
Bizzy's in the house. Wish is in the house,
and Flesh, and Shatasha.
Cleveland's definitely in the house.
It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone

My nigga just entered your business, so can I get a witness? Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow. Startin' to kick this,
gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up. Me buck. Me bang. Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout them thangs. Thugs remain, hang,
swang with a click tight claim, come again, now. They drop down when I'm off the block. Fuck them cops. Me and Krayzie
runnin' through the Boneyard, daily. Gotta give 'em up to the glock-glock, so I can serve me thugs and maintain to the brain,
and thugs remain to slang thangs. Long live the dope game, and it won't end ya, as long as my niggas remember: no pretender.
Get right up off the Clair, nigga, Fuck it. No surrender.

No surrender.

Layzie:
Not wantin' the copper to hit me, a lick up, found me a victim to stick up, pick up, rollin' the nine-ball, slippin' that's why me
trippin', bloody victim, get him when the time calls, dog. Take two-eleven, bailin', thuggin', knowin' these niggas well, then
Bone's fuckin' with the hoes, here comes them po-pos. Nigga, that pig done peeped me, me gots to flees and get my creep on.
Bone get gone, hit a wrong turn, mash the gas, and dash on. Jump outta the hottie, move me body, hittin' them cuts and trails,
runnin' like we lunatics, gotta make it back to (?). Escape and eludin' the chase, buckin' me gauge, so nigga, remember: me
killa, me no surrender.
Me killa, me killa, me killa . . .

No surrender. |

Wish:
Puttin' me on my knees, tellin' me move and I'm dead, 'cause I'm killin' all your bitches, turnin' them blue suits red. And then
I'm comin' to that funeral to shoot that bitch up, because I know that's where y'all bitches is bound to meet up. Cop killas, all
up in they chest, and I know what to do with that vest, man. Twenty-two shots. I killa. You don't wanna fuck with Bone,
nigga. And it really ain't shit to pu1l a trigger on a copper, 'cause if I go down, some of y'all goin' down, 'cause I'm goin' down
poppin'. So muthafuck all coppers. Let me catch you slippin', nigga, bet I pop ya.

Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.
Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.

Krayzie:
Ya better believe it's judgement day. So, nigga, just throw your pumps up in the air. Now kill 'em, kill 'em copper, like ya just
don't care. When they come, they come creepin'. Me peepin'. Gotta watch them po-pos sleepin', put 'em in deep in gutters.
Me keepin' 'til a me rich and gotta get mine, every time. This'll be over in nine nine, so, nigga, get down for the crime, gonna
be more coppers dyin' in the line of fire. With thugs when I be slangin' my drugs, tryin' to cuff me and my nigga boy, gotta rip
them guts, and lay your head in blood. Better check yourself next time you test and try to smoke a nigga. Bitch, remember:
me killa. Me no surrender.
Me no surrender. Nigga, me no surrender. Me no surrender. Don't make me put one in ya. Me no surrender. Don't make
me put one in ya. Me no surrender.

No surrender

Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood. Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up. Niggas be tryin run
up, but I bust, and they drop to their death. Now they done up. Gun up, hunt my blunt up. Creepin' 'til sun up, feelin' slightly
shady. Call me lightweight crazy, number one nigga little Layzie. Nigga don't wanna fight, runnin' deadly thugsta soldiers,
droppin' them thangs. Bone done told ya. Testin' nuts, so a nigga gonna have to show ya. Faded a nigga that stepped up.
Let's slip in some shit. See 'em alls just stood up then put a foot up that ass, had to blast that click-click. Sprayed the
gauge, all cocked, and ready to spray down to the pave. Puttin' them souls up off in them graves, dwell in Hell, they'll all lay
slayed. Amazed, must I blaze. It's insane when I take that bud to the brain. Toke, choke, holdin' me smoke until-a me
strained, feelin' no pain. Better be packin' your weapon, 'cause my shit is kept and I'm ready to let loose sawed-off hangin',
danglin' up under the trench, fin to blow that chest, but you shoulda wore a vest, fool, 'cause the Bone don't front. Nigga check
or get wrecked. Got Flesh on the set, with his finger on a TEC, loc'd out with the khakis and high techs. Respect them St.
Clair thugs hustlin' drugs, gotta make that money, man. Rap be the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.

Flesh:
We runnin' with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage. (Off in the rag),
gettin' my serve on. So, leave 'em alone. They come. They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown, lay slugs up in
to them domes, so go on. You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh, I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda.
You're runnin' up eye to eye with death. Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're takin' a loss, and this slug snuffed up, and
dumpin' the body up off in a coffin. Remember the vow said a preacher, me teach 'em, (winnin'/greetin') 'em with me nine,
runnin' with thugs and hustlas and murderin' 'em every time.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.

Bizzy:
Remember the Ripsta, sinster creeper, reapin' up that set with a street-sweeper. Gotta take a breather from sippin' me liter.
Rippin' that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver. When I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta. Buck 'em. Buck 'em.
Motherfuck 'em. Thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas. So back up off me. No stack won't let me slip. When a nigga
start to step, the weapon, put 'em in the graveyard. Bitch, better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta, quick to pick up the
hollow points and put 'em up in your brains, nigga. My little nigga, Mo! Hart, my bigger nigga, Sin, dash fast, get up with the
block at last blast they ass, pass cash, then stash, me can killa for free for homies and family. Tell 'em to see me, that realer
nigga, the Ripsta, put 'em in rivers. It don't stop. Drop P's to the SCT's and double glock. Pop. Pop. Here's the slug from
the twelve gauge thug. You don't want fuck with, no buck with, Rip's breakin' 'em bustas. Blood, me fillin' 'em (...?...) me
murder. I show no mercy. Turn your back, clack back me gat, diggin' 'em in the dirt, see.

Krayzie:
Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up. They never could fuck with me sawed-off pump. Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my
clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked. Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it. Now, nigga, it's rippin',
steady clippin', not missin', thuggin' with me click, and now Leatherface takin' your life so ya best stay back, tossin' the rest in a
coffin, 'cause niggas be runnin' up, talkin' trash. Buck a guard while walkin' past. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thangs,
and I claim and hang with Ts, niggas that make cheese for the green leaves. Gotta give peace, 'cause they swang these. Come,
nigga, meet my hood and fulla nothin' but thugs and hustlas: Sin never been no busta, he'll stuff and buck-buck 'em and dump
'em, bitch. Nigga, muthafuck 'em, Krayzie don't love 'em, put 'em to rest and run, so the po-po don't catch up--nigga can't be
arrested. One M-11 me sendin' niggas to hell, and you're feelin' 187. Eleven dwellin' better from the cell, and nigga that pick
up Mossberg, the quicker you to the curb. Put one to the temple, pump, to Mr. Policeman. That's all you heard.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.
Bang, bang, bang, bang

Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich. Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thang to click click, bitch,
gimme your shit. Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug. Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they
bitches, now I just can't buy my bud. With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag plus a sack, and I snag my leather rag, can't
reveal when I glide with the moneybag, ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside, and I can't escape, some
say it's a phase. If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge. It's a raid. Put your face to pave. If you try to
play brave, you'll get slayed. Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe. I snatched the
clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said, "Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe, if you wanna be killed
try some stupid shit. And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell." Trail to the back with the money in the sack,
locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail. Well, tickets I'm out the door, hopped in the smug, and I break fast. Get to my pad, sit
back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash. At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth. Now, I'm straight.
Covered my tracks, only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool. I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin'.
Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya. See, a nigga creep on a come up.

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.

Layzie:
See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down, steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid. Gotta gauge at my waist that be
spellin' out murder that'll get a nigga locked the cage. Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard, money is the cause. What can
I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit, but a real lick, like robbin' a jewelery store. Select which one will I raid. Got be
headin' downtown, 'cause tonight's the night. Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face so a nigga can't be seen in the
spotlight. Stole two cars, and I parked one north, parked one east for the smooth switch. When a nigga bail, how the fuck he
gonna tell if a nigga don't dwell in the same shit? Climb to the roof, and I'm peepin' out the scene, and there's no one I can
spot. So I get my ass down, looked around through the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rock. Now I jump my
ass in. Start to fillin' up the bag, and a nigga comin' up on these diamonds. Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings,
and some (brooches), still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining. Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open, grabbed
all the money they had. And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah, got to let my niggas check out my bag. And I got away
smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned, and ain't no bullshit get brung up. That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid, 'cause a
nigga be creepin' on a come up.

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.

Bizzy:
Downin' Jamacian spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang. Nigga that's the click on my brain, (?) another victim
insane. Feel the murderous nerve--this twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me. Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody,
black skully, black khakis. Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this. Nigga must've been
meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me hostage. Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, shoulda seen her tremble.
Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms. It's just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried 'em. Don't gimme no
hassle, bitch, 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks, and I know y'all got some shit. Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with
dum-dum kickin'. Ladies and babies scream onto the floor. ["Shut up and listen!"] It's a jack move, fools. Give me the
jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese, and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'? Blood clot, here
to be dead what one of them niggas said. Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red. One that
callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness. He made out with a smooth thirty Gs. So all bodies must bleed, I need no
witness. So with a me slug, mo thug jumped into him smug, rolled the blunt up, good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up
love to my thugs, 'cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck, 'cause a nigga be creepin' on a
come up.

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves

For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.

Flesh:
Gotta get on the grind, pop in the clip of my nine, and bitch if you slip, you hit the chalk and fall in the nighttime. Gotta get mine,
ain't takin' no shorts or no losses. Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at home, polishin' the MAC-1O chrome. Gotta lick
we can hit, so bring your shit, 'cause once again, it's on. To the dome with a fifth of (burb), my wig to the curb, so we swerve
and rolled out to pick up the triple-six thug and follow the murder for robbin' the dopehouse. Smoke jump outta me bong, so
high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge. I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay. Pullin' in the
driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up. Bulldozed through the living room, hopped out of the car, and started
to blow up. Buck, buck, and a kabloom, me blew all them bodies all over the room. Them doomed. And gotta move fast,
why? The po-po's comin'. Snatch up me yummy, so nigga, don't think it's funny. I'm comin' up quick in the nine-quat, 'cause
Flesh be lovin' this money, this money.

Layzie:
I'm givin' up love to the hustlas, all them St.Clair thugstas, makin' that money, stayin' on your feet. And you better believe gotta
have that cheese for the green leaves, never catch me sleep. Stay on the grind, get mine, stayin' down for my crime, and I hit
up the nine nine, givin' up that 1lello, makin' me sale--twenties, nickels and dimes. Beat up and stick up a lick up, that
two-eleven, gotta get what's mine, then bailin'. Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin', feelin' one-eight-seven. That's how it is, and I
gotsta have it in the nine-quat. Mission: to check a mill and still be real. Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin' on a come up,
won't sleep 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme, gotta make some green, 'cause soldiers
nut up. What up? Gotta get that business on, even though the buddah run me, stun me, feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for the
love of the money.

For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.

Eazy-E:
Standin' on the corner, straight slangin' rocks. Aw, shit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops, so I dash, I duck, and I hides
behind a tree, makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me. Now my fat sack of rocks--hell, yeah, I stuffed 'em. Police on my

draws. I had to pause, and yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em. Now my game is tight. Tight as fuck is my game.
Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric Wright it's all the same. Now, niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip. I gotta have it, bitch.
for the love of this shit. Muthafucka!

Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.

Bizzy:
When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime. Follow me down the nine nine, and you will find all
of me kind. Check out the Ripsta, now, drop down. Run 'em up outta me hood. Rip's straight when I'm makin' me grip with a
me click, rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be. Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood. Got nothin' to lose, bitch. Ya
better respect Rip, or ya best just check this slug. It's goin' down, steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang.
Bang. Gotta make that money, man. It's still the same, steady runnin' thangs wild. And follow me now, while I take ya up into
a barrel of a gun, see. For the dub, you're done. For the bud, I run, for the love of my money.

Krayzie:
Nigga down for my thang off in this thug game. So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the days
when niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid. Runnin' to my side, lil' nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for
money. You give up the cash, oh, that was your ass, 'cause me and my nigga was hungry. And, bitch, if you're stallin', you
might just catch one to the temple, and um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make this shit simple and run. To catch one nigga,
me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers. Remember: me killa, now. For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get
richer, 'cause, bitch, you were slippin'. I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down. Steady robbin' and stealin', makin' a killin'.
Nigga drugdealin', needin' a million. Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'. For the money, these niggas be sellin' off in the
cut, where you find a nigga thuggin' off in braids and skullies, and when I stick ya and lick ya, remember: I get 'em up for the
love of money.

For the love of money.

Krayzie:
Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats, nigga, yeah, rollin' with Ruthless Records in this bitch. My niggas,
Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Wish Bone, and Flesh-n-Bone. And I'm that nigga, Krayzie Bone, in the muthafuckin' house.

For tha love of money. Ummm, ooohohohwell, well, wellooooh. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money, ahhhahhh(For tha love of money.)ahhhoh yeah! (For tha love of money.) Ahh harderahh(For tha love of money)ah ahhh ahhh umm. (For tha love of money) For tha love of Moneeeeeyyyy! (For tha love of money.) What people will do for tha love of money (For tha love of money.) For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For the love of money. For the love of money. For the love of money. For the love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. Oh come on baby, unngh harder(For tha love of money.)oh harder, harder, ohyeah! (For tha love of money.) Umm damn, work it aww yeah, (For tha love of money.) Aww umm ahhumm. (For tha love of money) For tha loveoohove of money. (For tha love of money) W
hat people will do for tha love of money! (For tha love of money.) You're just a sinner for tha love of money. (For tha love of money) don't' you know, don't you know, don't you know that money is the root of (For tha love of money) evil. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money. For tha love of money

guess who's back
(scream+loud gunshot)
right about now its time for those notorious thugs
Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, Layzie
Flesh, and that nigga DJ U-Neek
mo thug takin over so you best beware
cuz we came to shut this motherfuckea down

(Flesh and DJ Uneek talkin')
ya, bone comin back at you bitches for the 97
ya, these mothafuckaz didnt think it was on
old playa-hatin ass niggaz ya my niggaz brung they style to the table 1st
nigga, why dont you relize, reconize, idolize
its over bitch, its the art of war

BONE:
retaliation (6)

abort, when its the art of war
the art of war, of war
(x4)

abort, when its the art of war
1 and 2 world war
playa playa we done party over time
see we done partied over time
(x2)

(guess whos back)(BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY)

Krayzie Bone
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands
Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands
Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands
Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands
Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands

[chorus]
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue ligh

Bizzy:
A yo they comin' to get Rip? Equipped wit' my sawed-off, polish it off until its replenished
Soon as I'm finished my pistol be jealous especially 357 me catch you
Buck and me bang ya, what's ya magnum for? You crept and you came
Ain't shit changed, M11's grenades and an AK-47s, bang.
Niggas insane, you came and you went.
Now, bet on the real, it's all the way to the bank
And you think fin to get that gangster, gettin' a demon
You can conjure up, and see if we get angels pinnin' my ankles bloody murder, fuck with Jesus
He done creepin' deep, puttin those to sleep 'til raise up on my enemy.
Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt, spread 400 years of oppression
Spread the message I ain't finishes, diminished you so-called critics
So fuck them billboards and the billboard status can kick it
You fucked up for a while for today, but that was a trial
Man, and I don't know how, style through with them crowds
And now I got to kick it, get on the ground wanting my people to gather around
Remember the sound of the rounds, came from my town, and only a bitch would bite that we can't allow
Gotta go claim my style, ready to beat you down
Hittin them tombstones,(fillin' volumes), get in them costumes, now
I'm rollin' with Makaveli, pinnin', my pistols steady, ready
Buck them flames, aim for the pressure point, a point where I break your head in.

Krayzie:
I beg your pardon, my nigga, but how do you know me?
I roll in your city and people be pinnin me , yo, but some nigga just told me
He put in your record, and you was disrespectin' off the T-O-P
Should've put 'em in a coffin, now, go seek 'em and found
Pow, pow, put 'em in a river, now, nigga, who wild [wild]?
"What an incredible style," that's what you was thinkin' when you tried to get it, down
We see that you fucked with a daily crowd, so, nigga, just turn your ass down
Whenever you're ready to rumble, my nigga, just meet us outside of the club
Ready slang slugs. Nigga done got too drunk,if I got it, we claim mo.
Nigga, this shit is ridiculous, just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us
Buck you to Hell, and we're stickin' you,doin' it, thinkin' you scared when the St. Clair niggas bust
Aw, fuck! Left his guts in my trunk
Nigga tried a 211, fucked around, got 187
Niggas with heat, who could it be? Nobody but them T-H-U-G's
With artillery, we come with heat. Nigga, please, freeze
Put 'em on they knees, nigga, don't even breathe
And these are the warriors, killas, destroyin' ya and You're gonna die.

As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.

Layzie:
Now, hation season is ceasin', agree nigga. Let this be the reason:
Niggas from Cleveland fin to even Steven, stoppin' you bitches from breathin'.
Time is up. You know you can't cap that thug who raps, steady put down, pay me
Criminal mind state of a lyricist. Wanna test nuts? nigga hear this
My niggas are down With murda mo', real thuggas and killas that claim
I'm ready to win it, my nigga, now bet he be ripped to the finish, everyday be the same
But Artillery shop, we stackin', Bone got heat for Armageddon
Ready for the war all day, won't action, playa hation steady, we sprayin
Hit 'em with the buck, buck, bang. My nigga, the shit don't stop
The government's all on my dick, wanna see Lil Lay Bone drop
You see the policemen they give me no break
Fin to rest in Peace when they're tryin' to send me upstate. No thanks
I got mo' money up outta the bank, these niggas are stackin' our rocks
Refuse the peace, and nevertheless, you can roll with Bone, so come on, so come on.

Wish:
When all goes down, when all goes down, you can count on me.
'Cause I got Mo Thugs, Bone thugs/harmony, and that's my cavalry.
If you ride with Bone, you ain't alone, nigga trust us.
Fuckin around on wicked streets I grew up on, wanna sound like us
and none of you do. We come for you. Kiss mommy bye-bye.
You gon' die, and I got heat for every heat you bring
You shoot, we shoot
Better watch out
watch out for them thugsta nigga, niggas sneakin' up on you
I told You: it's comin'--Armageddon [new world order]
If we get our shit together
Bitches ain't nothin', we none
Make this shit on the streets for you to know, to know
We gettin' our shit together
Better get your shit together, 'cause when ya go, ya go! Ya go!

We Thuggish Ruggish niggaz always
And we ready to bring a War with you man, with you man

Look into my eyez and tell me what it is you see
(would you look into my eyez)
Look into my eyez and tell me what it is you see
(would you tell me what)

BIZZY:

Comin through the door with my militia
wanna give break to big niggaz fuck ya'll
but there ain't no bodyguardz
I'm diggin in Soldier Killaz, been
livin all my live long niggaz always maintained
givin my babies all of my money but my diamonds
still will be shining my game
you know me homies got mo love
and I'm blessed when I'm rollin my sentence
cuz I'm blessed with Mo Thug
gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders Jesus
sent me his roll, a loco sober on a revolver
hold em down buck em all to Hell cuz I'll sho'nuff
let them see that the bullet hole was too much
no luck to get "Doed" up
all of your niggaz is out the surges, say that
your body better not get sawed off
hold up and wait a minute its time for MO THUG
bet ya'll niggaz need to get read

CHORUS

KRAYZIE

Its a feelin a day when they hate to see me
but they can never fade me
them stuffed in the trunk of my Mercedes, Krayzie ready
and you can believe it
true when you leavin, wanna get even?
We get even, finna set it off in Cleveland
welcome to the party but no Pro-BONE imitators allowed
cuz we ain't tryin to front nobody, but you rap with a Bone-ify
everybody say the same thing way back in the days
a couple might have been twisted
but man really been caught what they sayin man
cuz if he did, wouldn't go ballistic
now if you could LOOK INTO MY EYEZ and tell me directly what
you see I'd tell you that
your probably seeing revenge and its filling within
buck em all if I can't get my respect
come on ya'll put them to red (red)
with a ugly ugly mess but never the less we won't stress it

LAYZIE

All I see is a soldier, pistol and holster givin you the most
a toast to them thugs
it be nothing but the love and bud that we brought to the table
and these haters wanna test get slugged put em in the mud
Harmony smooth with Thugness, Mo Murda to the fools that cloned
5 true thugs down for the roughness
and its one when you grab these Bones, we can get it on
and I'm frontin all ya fakers
ya'll know who you are when ya'll tried that
rollin with the East since 93 shuttin shit down in the
industry, nigga can you buy that? I know
everybody wanna roll with Pros and make friends to foes
but we're Chosen
God done blessed us with this potion
pure devotion freely spoken baby
you don't wanna see the BONE ever, see together
my click too clever
ridin through the days of the stormy weather
remember Eternal it means forever lasting #1
Assassin blastin, bashin on all you haters with boards
all the Heavens gonna be ruined, truez when He come we won't be
losing, prove them wrong. . .

WISH

I see five Thuggish Ruggish them ready to roll wherever I go
true to prove that you ain't wanna be a killa but I gotta get down
for mine thats for sho'
he out there clownin around, you rhyme
the style you got is all mine
when I see you bitch I'm going in your pockets
double-time and its like that
you don't want that come and get some pap-pap
wanna sound like, wanna be like uh
now you know we can't have dat
why you clones wanna bite the Bone's raps? Platinum raps
everybody startin ain't doing nothin, trying to
make something out of nothin, buck it lets peel caps
lyrically put em down,Bone put him in his place
you one of you biters, you biters, you biters, you biters
you biters hey now Look Into My Eyez bet you'll see
a really thuggin Thug, puttin it down for HARMONY

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Krayzie

We paper chase and smoke blunts
You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us
Don't be so quick to test us I'll be annoyed and might bust
I'ma have to talk to Eazy through the ouija, so I can see
If maybe he can tell me why you hatin' on me
Bitin' on me, why you want me
To show a nigga leatherface in me
Don't fuck around nigga he's a real buck 'em down nigga
Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga
Niggas get your checks from your broads get high
Then your broads sneak your keys from your niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party even the niggas with a problem
Hey nigga we can solve em, 'cause bitch we'll squash 'em
Don't know me, fuck you when you got beef
But you also got the clone styles and all Mo T.
See me rappin' on your tv actin'
And it's a fact that when you see us in person think we gon' flex or show you
no action
Down for mine, gotta show a nigga time to time
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I feel with so much anger and pain
And if I drop then I'll explode like a fuckin' grenade, nigga
Fuck calm time to ring the alarm
Break the niggas out of prison killin' all the guards, woo!
Power to the people givin' people the power to put it down in your city
And fuck them hillbillies
Nigga I can't stand no mothafuckin' po-po
When will we start killin' these bitches and takin' no more
Mo thug the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin'
You could say I roll with a gang
And then some chin checkers in the makin'
So nigga continue with the rotation

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Bizzy

I heard I murda I heard I murda I heard

Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin' the flow then let it burn
What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone
Bitch, you fuckin' with all of the black cat feet
And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt
Bet it be no peace to release the beats
Settle with the streets and get em all peace
Get up and at least we don't take defeat
Bitch never retreat
Nigga lose your arms
Better use your feet
Pick up my henny henn nigga yeah yeah yeah
Get up off the rock
We're corrupt as a four dollar buck
Come and get fucked up
And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty
Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in Cali
And you feel me daddy, proudly I done stalk like a mad man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
Fuck the rap and tour the bitch made hation nation nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me still can't fade me away
Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song
And murder they prophets in spots, spots, spots

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Layzie

How you see me when you see me drinking on Henessey and Remy
Look in my eyes my shit is dreamy
Beggin' to Scotty won't you beam me up
I buck twelve gauge erupt disrupt your order infantry
Y'all better expect annihilation, fuckin' around with an SCT
And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us
Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust
So nigga I bust so back up off me, givin' no mercy shit is critical
Killin you individual wit' a ouija type ritual
I'm diggin' a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid
Ain't no way to be safe
Nigga this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what's spoken as I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin' us Lord's devotion yeah

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]


Wish

Now when you're fuckin' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin' got niggas that know what they doin'
rollin' with me
Infrared to your head don't beg you dead we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thang
Better ride ride
'Cause when you're fuckin' with
You gon' die die
Don't be surprised, Bone want your presidents wanna run it all
Run all of it all of it
Fuck that dumb, fuck that dumb
Us niggas is super skilled
Don't pull no gun if you ain't gon' spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, uh
We buckin' em down
Trust in me and harmony, I find peace
Eternally bless my soul Lord
And everybody that rides with me
It's from me to you
It's from me to you [me to you]
It's just our point of view
It's just our point of view [point of view, point of view]
Yeah
And that's why I stay high
So high so high like la dee dah dah dah
La dee dah dah dah
So high so high

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Chorus (2X): Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug

Verse 1: flesh, krayzie, layzie
????????
Gotta catch one to ya dome
?oh-oh, oh-oh
Finna put him on yha ??? Get thah money n tha ____
Watch for tha cops, stop, its time to get tha job done, we go
Ya'll know i ain't neva been a nigga tryin ta play
N a nigga just a killa tryin ta make a livin
Steady gettin ready for armagedon
But i'm high in tha meantime
N killaz from way down
Wanna come n let krayzie getta grave
Write phukk you hoes across my tombstone
N bury wit my guage (my gauge)
Fillin em wit pump ta pump
N if you an enemy whacha want
My nigga we gon bang on tha records
No battle, no m.c.'s, or names in your mouth
You get phukked up
We flippin on tha northcoast
Cuz everybody wanna claim my style
We could bukk-n-rough shit
I'm puttin a bitch in tha coffin
Fa tryin ta test a nigaaz nuts, but yo
Hey, can we play
Cuz i gotta lotta shhit i wanna launch your way, way
Betta not phukk wit all of us
No, no?
Hell yeah
Got me flippin in tha northcoast
Homie, rememba it's tha crook that wrote tha book
I'm off tha hook (off tha hook)
Ya'll niggaz betta tak another look
Cuz if you playa-hate tha bone
Then ya life'll get took, so quick
Neva bringin you no bullshit man
Face ta faces n asiassin game
Bringin tha heat
Ya'll niggaz bringin it lame
But if you wanna bring tha pain
Then you gotta maintain
Comin in on anutha level
I'mma put you on date, at tha top of tha pile
Fake niggaz wanna claim my style
But imma break em on down
Ho, you gotta kill me nigga
Cuz itz tha thuggish ruggish sound
That ya lookin for, betcha fo
Everybodyz boy wanna be like bone n stay high
Lil kidz no longer wanna be like mike
Thatz right, they tryin ta be like bone
N keep thuggin fa life
Gettin ready for tha end dawg
Wit my nigga ken dawg, hustlaz, shiftaz n tre
Ii tru, aj, all tha same muthaphukkaz from around my way
This iz how we play
Everyday itz tha same ol' same
Around my way, around my way
We'll be thuggin ah-round my way
This iz how we play
Everyday itz tha same ol' same
Around my way, around my way
Come around my way, my way, my way
Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug
Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug

Verse 2: bizzy, wish

Lil nigga wanna come n feel my pain(pain)
On tha brain itz a stress, a strain
Tha game iz pain(pain)
What about those hoez, oh no
Lil quija fa sure to teach bone
N if hez wrong, well hez gone
For my journey ta keep me strong
But dear lord i miss my people
N it just seemz so evil
N that i cant kiss my kidz goodnight
Puttem ta bed, they're so tired
Getcha sleep n thatz alright,thatz alright
I'll get mine, yeah i'll get mine
It'll take time, minimum crime
Weed n wine i'll be just fine
Got sumpin buggin on my people
Whut? In tha bakk of a caddy
Jumpin out caddies, spreadin through alleyz
In cleveland n cali like daddy n uh
No luv for

Maje$ty:
Ridin' with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like criminals.
Bizzy:
No more.

Layzie:
My nigga now, Maje$ty, these niggas is after me, murder redrum, redrum, redrum.
You niggas better expect retaliation, feel the playa hation, yeah, you the next to get dropped, glock-glock, real niggas don't stop. Pop, pop, put 'em in the mud, nigga, and your body rott. Top closin' down on your caskets, wanna make these bastards think we got mercy, puttin' in work since a nigga thirteen, sendin' niggas like yourself off in a hearse, see and I won't hesitate to kill ya when I fill ya with a couple of my slugs, fuckin' with my thugs, and I'm needin' my love, nigga what? Bone niggas fin to do a little damage, take over the planet with my daily tortures, of course, I'm that nigga that's takin' no shorts, smokin' on the Newport. Your ghetto resource, and bitch, you wanna dig your own ditch, and hit you with levels beyond your control. My mama never raised no punks or hoes, just realer niggas, comin' up, snatchin' souls for dough. I know y'all muthafuckas out there somewhere, ain't nowhere to hide, makin' muthafuckas feel the vibe for life, in the midst of the twist, I be down to ride, ye
ah.

Bizzy:
So I'm ready for more.
Maje$ty:
Ridin' with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like criminals.
Bizzy:
No more.

Bizzy:
I'm a relent and infuriated that you hate me and the pap pap, can't fade it, we stay heavily sedated, comin', now back up, I'm a buck, get shakin', deeply dreamin' about this dream when my daddy told me he was comin', trapped in the form of a bad omen, it's wicked, it was written, I'll be runnin' while turnin' around, and blastin' back to buck 'em, fuck it, then came back, them fools didn't like that I'm ready for more. Is that all you got? Heard the Mack was talkin' this and that about some of my incidents, said I smoke and snatchin' purses, you heard this and a (?) told me bitch clonin' little Eazy's niggas, so fuck you, you weren't original, mono y mono ain't no subliminal. Hey, with a regime in fatigues, we ready to bleed even when they sleepin', catch me, caught me, must have seen. Then, gonna catch your ass next weekend.

Bizzy:
So, I'm ready for more.
Maje$ty:
Ridin' with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin', but still we actin' like criminals.
Bizzy:
No more.

Maje$ty:
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction. Abduction of lyrics is the loss of life, love and spirits, capital offense, four generics lost in a prison, lieutenant overseein' the barracks, checkin' in. Mark-ass copycat, incoherence is crucial, smokin' hay with conflicts that bite shit like microchips. I watched you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom, when your fate rottin', bitch, when I spot 'em I'm a drop 'em.

Layzie:
Surrounded by violence, my nigga, I'm bound to just live a lifetime. The shrink wanna get in my head, 'cause I'm amongst the walkin' dead. All I really said: if you niggas dont fled, you gonna bleed bloody red, and you shoot the spot and got ghosts, fuckin' with the mastermind of all time. Let a nigga know we off in our prime, and it be that way 'til 1999--criminal minded. Niggas been blinded, lookin' for a style like Bone, but can't see me, and just like Mike, everybody wanna be me, study every move a nigga makin' on T.V. Eazy duz it, do it easy, what it is, #1 better check the score. Here we go, nigga don't wanna fight no more, when I'm ready for you hoes, and that's for sure.

Bizzy:
When the ghetto need me, I'll be readin' to the scripture, picture little Ripsta kickin' get critical, and I'm seldom seen in the Hennessy, (...?...) zero, one of my heroes, Jesus, blessed me to be lethal with my automatic, let you have it, you don't want to see any evil. Muthafucka, I'll take it to the people, then I will meet you at the funeral. Get 'em up. Bizzy Mafioso. No witness is the usual, furthermore, murda mo, ready with guns, I'll serve you hoes. When they call, niggas hit the road and when they get killed, I'm a get your soul.

Krayzie:
You thinkin' I'm slippin' when niggas is itchin' to rob me. Yes, they want to give me bloody body by pumpin' a couple of slugs inside me. But I'll be damned, we won if it comes to guns, and a, stackin' them thangs, so you gets none. Static's automatic fun, want some? Come, come, come, execution, redrum,-rum. See what you see in my eyes--murder, murder, death defied, burnt alive, fried, when they die. No one was able to find them, 'cause their bodies went up in a fire. Fuck they family, try to creep, but you think I'm asleep, 'cause I'm pumpin' beats. Nigga, better believe we keep much heat up under my seat, yeah. Shoot 'em up quick in a minute and within a minute, you already suckas, I bet that you bent it. We sent it. We'll attest for the murder--we should, we dealt it. You thought you was flippin', you got KO'd. Ring-a-ling-a-ling, get that ass up outta there. The undisputed thugs-n-harmony, proved it, kicked a couple a niggas asses, gotta take off and stay still blastin', locked in the state
penetentary, but dog, that ain't shit, better make your money baby, and pick up a couple of guns on the side, so when you ride, and you get high, don't let them haters run up.

Ain't nothin' changed, everyday
Ain't nothin' changed (x3)

It's an everyday thang when you hear the bucks bang
Mo Thugs is all you claim
stay thug up in this game and remain the same
So follow me, now see [now see]
off to the double-glock and hear pistols poppin'
buckin' them bodies with shots, and a come up,

Everybody get up, get down (x4)

Everybody get up and like my fucked-up gang without the grip
Gotta have another bill, y'all Dog, I need all my change
Soon as creep up, I'm pullin' my people up outta the bullshit
That's why we choose this thugsta music
You just move it dont abuse it
Bone so lovely
Gotta get, gotta get, get money [mo' money]
Thuggin' forever we keepin' it real,
I'm ready to show when they let niggas roll with Mo Thug hit the shit
then we roll with murder we told ya
Rollin', blowin' indo, we go
niggas doubted we are trues, yeah
Ready to bust on anything
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up
Nobody move, no

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now, I'm a nigga that keep to myself, and don't fuck with nobody. I'm
quiet. I'm thuggin'. Why they all so fast? May God protect, and nigga
pulled the trigger on my cousin. Well I might be Krayzie, but as I cruise
in my Mercedes as I ride by. Nigga, you wanna spray? Hey, this strictly
for the policeman. I'm immune to this shit, 'cause I'm runnin' with the
niggas in the hood, and that's how we play. Wanna feel a Mossberg
pump hit your chest? Them sawed-offs ain't shit to be fuckin' with.
'Lucky that my niggas ain't peelin' ya, nigga, do whatever (...?...), 'til ya
flip the game, Lil' Lay got the upper hand, 'cause he got the red beam,
dead they lay. If you see a nigga dash with the leather mask, and he
passed on the body, blast. It ain't innocent, nigga, you should never been
there in the first place, fall, you got your curse today, ha! Wanna die hard
nigga? Wanna get up, back and buck and fuck shit up, do what you
want. Show a bitch: Krayzie Bone real with my mine, and when I let
loose, you'll feel the vibe, nigga. Kill 'em by the trigger, 'cause I got to
get the money, get the platinum for the pay, but I'm be a thinkin' 'bout my
business, and I got to do some flippin', if a nigga ain't got my
(back/bank).

Layzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
For the love of the money I keep spendin', yo, just some platinum, nigga,
gotta let 'em hang low. Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though.
When I'm, lettin' niggas know I'm a takin' no shorts, so any and all of y'all
intentions on jackin', then, nigga, you better figure again, and quit
plottin'. Takin' over this game, it ain't stoppin' 'til to the top. Double
glock 'n and it's not forgotten, pistols pop. From the Clair, it's them
Bone thug niggas with Eazy-E, and we made it, and a nigga wanna hate
me 'cause I'm famous, fuck 'em, leave 'em dead in the streets. You can't
blame us. Killa, never fin to catch me without my heat, when I'm
thuggin' in the streets and I'm rollin', thuggin' 'bout a dozen deep. You
can't fuck with me, feel the pressure of the pistol unloadin', blow you up.
Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's the hearts of men that we test,
stress, wanna be blessed, confess when we sin, it's the ways for sin to be
dead.

Bizzy:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Muthafucka, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind,
mind), nigga.
And it ain't promised that all the souls would last 'til the days 'til after
tomorrow, and if you'd follow the end of the world, shit, it comin' so
soon, it's so hard to swallow. I know. I know, hey, how to get down for
my thang, in a your coffin, rather my soul's gonna catch ya flossin' off
with a bang. Welcome to the lab, where one of my chemicals unfold, it
goes, I'm runnin' a flow-mo, and takin' a alley, dodgin' the po-po. (...?...)
what I made impressive, while in the asylum stressin'. Demon was
screamin', I'm fiendin', when I (...?...), but I got 'em and I learned my
lesson, blast 'em. Why did my Mama have me? (...?...) to Pop, but not
with my daddy. But I reached the peak of happy, so I give praise and I
face (...?...). Send 'em out for the Bone, hit 'em up, and messin' up their
bodies. Runnin' with all of my murder mo and thuggish ruggish niggas
kill 'em, you die. Killa be thuggin' (and stressin' our page). (Startled) in
the by the distance of me grave. (...?...) when the Bone (?), victim, (had
to shake up, in a daze I left 'em). For the love of money, make me go
crazy, and Benjamin Franklin, please come save me. Lil' Eazy told me,
roll with ya, then I will smoke ya, (...?...) Fiend for the green, see the
bodies, (sweatin') for disease. Stand in the midst (with a glitch and I'm a
pop up away, and child confused before me).

Wish:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Come on, come on, come on, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your
mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now give it to 'em. Ya gotta sit back, smoke, and choke, meditate,
mental state, when the Bone be on. We steadily creepin', givin' you what
you need, and eternal Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em, let 'em know
Bone ain't no hoes (no, no). You haters make me feel like, "You wanna
feel my muthafuckin' fo'-fo'?" But I gotta stay clean, 'cause ooh, they
don't let us see green. I'm needin' some cheese, me and my niggas and
this Mo Thug, Mo Thug cavalry. Armies be ready to ride when it's time
to ride, ready to kill when it's time to kill. You gon' die. You' gon' die.
I bet ya. If you really wanna run down Bone, then come on, come on. If
you really wanna ride down with this thug shit, come on, come on.

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.

Krayzie Bone and the bone, with my mighty-mighty warriors
With my mighty-mighty warriors

*Cause this is all real, what you see
I said it's all real it's just the thug in me

Nigga just because Krayzie quiet speak less
Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness
Humble but ready to rumble
My violent side I can't deny
I'm like a Jekyl and Hyde gemini
Look if you see me quiet
then I'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell me why
I'm labeled a menace but I like it
Destroy ya paranoia will make me blow you away but hey
Nigga got to close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be
Nigga want respect but what do you show me you
Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall
Better act like yo know I'm rolling with Mo posse up
Do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs
As we strut as thugs we must doin our best to obey god violent in
these times
Got to do what you gotta do war till ninety-nine
Slim nigga gotta get up and go and get it if it's really coming
Now I got it and I'ma floor the niggas acting
the safety's off come and get it if you really want it
(Hey, hey, hey) It's hating baby they gotta be so cold the gotta be
heartless
In certain situations like retaliation

*Repeat

Niggas be keeping it all real we keeping it all real with the real if
it's
real stay be real (x2)

We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothing but the real thing baby
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothin but the real thing the real thing

Baby now this is the sound of me and my trues we put this down way
down
So now if you hear me releasing some shells
Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the
darkside
Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind
Nigga say fuck the wine indo inside swisher sweet get me high

Ain't nothin get to nothin somethin got to be real real somethin got
to be
real (x2)

I still be thuggin in the khakis boots and skullies
And since I'm weed fiend for the green nigga gotta make that money
man (x2)

It's real always (x8)

Last night I P.O.D'd next to me Ouija, Ouija,
and I fell in this fucked up state of mind
Slipped in the dream and I see demons telling me it's time to die
Why me I see some niggas they creeping outside my window
I'm ready to bang bang bang aim the 12 gauge pump let my lead go
Give it up for the bloody murda mo bloody murda mo mo
See a nigga when he go through the window had to put a bigger hole in
his soul
If he get away running out my backdoor with me sawed-off swinging
Get ready to duck now to the guts buck pap pap pow

I claim my thang to slang
(murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo)
Them bloody bodies kill 'em all send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie insane to the brain (x2)

Now I know I done did some dirt in my time
cause the devil was stressing my mind
messing with my mind nigga
Bone don't know every day they lie
Turn to realize that everyday I can do it if I only pray
Maintain cause a nigga was lusting
For money had to get it cause a nigga was struggling
I hit him with the Mossberg y'all heard about Mr. Sawed-Off
Leatherface till them lay round after round after round
They'll fall down down
May they lay from the eruption man
We putting them six feet deep we buck we bang

*Repeat

im just tryin to protect myself
you know what im sayin
for the wars to come
straight warrior
what cho gonna do when they come for you
yall feel me

times, hard times
lord my hard times
you know it got me feelin bent up n stuff
smokin and drinkin too much
again, it slowly erase my sunshine
(x2)

cant he see that we
are in need to be free(free)
(x4)

and yes we would be blessed
if we could rest in heaven( heavin, heavin, heavin)
and wouldnt you be blessed
if you could rest in heaven(heaven, heaven, heaven)

now I can I facts with God as my witness
that this wickedness will not remain
youve got to make up your mind
you wanna be saved?
make up your mind
or do you wanna die?
you wanna die
oh yes were thugs were more than thugs
got soldiers wastelands warriors
were on a mission for God
so bartenda, bartenda, bartenda
so much hurt and pain
bloddy murders man
so much hurt and pain
bloody murders man

it makes me erase my sunshine
(x4)

if I pray for you
(you) pray for me
(x2)

it makes me erase my sunshine
(x4)

Layzie:
It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls. Babi Boi, my Angel, Daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads [Crossroads].
Bizzy:
Babi Boi . . .
Layzie:
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.

[Everybody] Everybody by now should know my label, my thugsta, these things guidin' your struggles. All it is, is about this hustle, whatever it takes to piece this puzzle, why declare war on these fakers and haters eliminate us, traitors (...?...) These are the days of our lives [lives]. Do or die, (that died to Boo--he go bye) whom die they lie in the face of our society. Try at of every attempt to quiet me, I got a nation that's down to ride with me. Here's the deal, can I get a witness? It's deeper than survival. Who am I? My brother's keeper? Yeah, I be clutchin' on my Bible, willing to die. The wicked is near me, dearly departed, but nobody hears me. Is we all gon' fall in misery? It's so serious, it bring tears to me. Ears to the street, like a drum to the beat, creepin' up my block. I'm already knowin' a nigga wanna do me, so I stay strapped. (Don't pose for the cop), crooked cops, they gonna harass me, ask me the same ol' bullshit questions, knowin' I'm a thug with bud for days, keepin'
a pistol in my possession, but a thuggish ruggish soldier like myself gon' move on, and prevail, avoid jail, collect my mill with my Bones, splittin' domes.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, don't make me hurt ya. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, all about that bloody murder. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, make a move and I'll have to hurt ya. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, all about that bloody murder.

Bizzy:
Baby Boi . . .
Layzie:
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.

Still to this day, it's a struggle, addicted to trouble, we never goin' change. Mom made us thugs, see. Soldiers, I think we must be to O.G. (?) loves thee. Mama plead my family tree never helped a mother come up, seen it was hard tryin' to bring her sons up--they dwelled on the worse and ate nothin' for done up, comin' up, made it, eternal. If I struggle, thank God. I'm a count my blessin', trouble but never no stressin', just called it a lesson, 'cause life will be runnin' that test and better off in a cell. See a nigga walkin' the streets, and they label us foolish children, 'cause I always knew this, while the rest of my days I be livin' in Ruthless. Fuck what you're thinkin', law, my Judge is up Heaven. Look at my stomach and see the "7," even scales is how I'm bailin', rebellin', tellin' y'all nothin' but a soldier tells, critic can kiss my ass. I might go to thinkin' about my past, get mad, I reach in my stash and blast. Fuck all y'all that treated a nigga like we wasn't shit, and soon as we
hit, now what do we get? These fake-ass niggas tryin' to get in our click, all on our dick, but you can miss me, actin' phony in my presence, love it or leave it. You can't believe it. It ain't that season. Get to steppin', hater.
Only Mo Thug allowed, say it loud, Mo Thug and I'm proud. Mo Thug and I'm proud.
Loud! Proud! Loud! Proud!

Bizzy:
Baby Boi . . .
Layzie:
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.

Better watch for the nightfall when them come, better watch out for the night stormers. No light's in sight when them run, but then once we warn ya, caught ya slippin' up out of your game, playa. Wasteland soldier, see what we facin', chasin' po-po on the hood like Jason, casin' your set, fin to blow your station instantly. Fin to be World War 3 if ya fuck with my family, try to test the men, and we single-handedly take over your mind and the rest of the planet. See, I'll be damned if we surrender, agenda's still no pretender, put it all down, make 'em all remember: deep in Hell is where I'll send ya. Welcome to the Land of more indo. We smoke. We choke. You know we blaze. Break out any cup with the pipe, what's up? Parlay, come around my way. Lay keep it real. Keep it real. Peace be still, time after time, can't forget that money, man, that money, man. Mo' money be on mind, bottom line.

Bizzy:
Baby Boi . . .
Layzie:
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.

Why do I stay high (x9)

*If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
to be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
to be a thugsta just like me (like me) (x2)

How many mo days on this old earth can you see
It's a crime to me
So we should get ready for armageddon
cause I know God should be ready to roll
to go through all of the wicked shit like mr. police-man
and duck if you want to pump ya fist in tha air
and pray for the politicians freely; get a amen?
The last days of the last days

Thats why I get high, that's why I get high
I'm holdin on to my soul
but nobody knows when it all unfolds
then when I don't go
remember the days cause I all I got
I go on my own with BONE
BONE BONE muggin runnin through your door
hoes speakin of the last day its on with the plastic trial
What do you know but I can't go wrong
when I kick it wit my song
I turn it up
cause you love that THUGGISH RUGGISH BONE BONE BONE
crossroads what rules the world
enough to make it where we almost lost those
who meant so much why wasn't I chose?
But it will not stop BONE
Those shots don't drop BONE
nooooooo no
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Everybody thuggin in heaven eternally

Everyday the world goes round and round
I see it's a small world after all
cause I can go met n agree with my fans
smoke a little weed and have a little laugh at chall
but everynow and then I gets caught up in a playa hation
Lord what's wrong with the nation, erase em'
but if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me
You could live your lifestyle worry free
in the arms of the Lord eternally
No mystery, but check the essence of the story
The warrior wasteland warrior so true divine
It's mine, east 19-99
It's where ya find'in all of my kind, everytime

*Repeat

(if I, if I)
We steadily united, not farly divided
My thugsters the tightest
As good as I got it, they don't need to find us
Us killer and fighters, cuz the critics n writers
mixed up when they typed up our story
The wannabe warrior, that's for sure
and as thugs we're more and more

I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give
Expensive but still and still it's all for the little kids
come on ohhhh follow me (BONE), way to go, we know the way to go
follow me follow me BONE
and that's why I stay high cause I got shit to deal with
the government and these playa-hataz out to kill Wish
Wanna hurt this but uhuh
I got two mo thug niggaz you just cant fuck with
Artillery you can come with
Nigga betta let it rest shit (shit)
To the little boys and girls all over the world
the shit that we say is from the streets not for you to go and do
uh or to repeat, plaese if we can no more murder
how must I say this, if we can no more murder

*Repeat

Why do I stay high (x10)

(Krayzie) (chorus)
Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family
my family, this is my family this is my family my family
(Layzie)
Lord help me make up my mind
which way do I turn when there’s so much stress
surroundin’ me daily? This world’s so cruel and shady
and I really do miss my baby baby boy, oh boy
me and yo’ baby brother we keeps it real
You’ll always be our lil’ nigga, and I know yo’ mama miss ya
Picture the day when I get my callin’ but until then
I guess i’m stuck [Oh Fuck]
The (team) knew I meant so much when I get to Heaven they’re
Boy what’s up? We can ride and roll, I know
without this Po-Po trailin’, bailin’
although in heaven betcha that’s a promise
Comin’ with tha bombs(bombs) niggaz can’t test this
creep if heat is all ya need
Rollin with tha niggaz that pack the heat
and the sack of weed straight out of control
Test tha souls, hoes, nigga rolls, playa haters
and tha po-po as well
Figure need mail everybody need mail and we livin’ in hell
nigga really can’t tell, so I
Prepare for the worst and hope for the best
and the rest as written, some wanna treat my
like I’m forbidden, but I’m just lookin’ for the shit that’s hidden
Could I be? Come a little bit closer
why you cautious when you approaches?
Is ya scared of tha fact we soldiers Mo’ Thug
breakaz fittin’ ta take shit over
Under my halo pray mo’ say Mo’ Thug wit love
to tha depth that tha game goes
Die all you hoes, foes, and you po-pos.

(w/ Ken Dawg) Nigga better roll than get rolled over
we shuttin’ shit down, and you
know a nigga love to get buck wild
pow come fuck wit me now [now, now]

(Krayzie)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..

(Bizzy)
Thug loves it my hood is drug prison (?)
is my mission, we heatin’ shit why vision?
Be crooked ever hanous sin is beginnin’ of my endin’ (?)
Why is my mind spinnin? (?)I’ll say hey, fuck it
my family ain’t livin’ for nothin’ but strugglin
was one of the reasons I’m thuggin
instead of (straight) hustlin’ what was i luvin Somebody tell me somethin
what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what’ll you touch me
you’ll fuck it all up for the love of (lust)
hoes I love you so, but unlike my friend you’re just my foe
Peace till the end of the road cause we’re all gone
But no, nigga don’t lose your (soul)
But it so slow Trust in mine, alright then we can roll.[roll, roll]

(Krayzie)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..

(Wish)
Cause you’re, too young,mama, and daddy, when ya
lay down and (have some eggs?) and I remember y’all breakin’ up
Doin’it layin’ down. What went wrong?
Was it me? But I ain’t mad at’cha
cause outta all that shit I got two sista’s and a brother
and I learned to harmony
On the streets, on tha Clair, that’s where
I’m from y’all, on the streets of tha Clair
that’s where I met Bone Thugs y’all it’s gettin’ time to be a man
gotta get out tha house cause I can’t stand mommy’s man
he talks with his hand
Come come creep on tha streets with me
that’s where I learned how to sell drugs
it’s where I learned how to (pull/pump) slugs
it’s necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine
so I creep and I (grind) (?) give it up but get down
And I know that shit was wrong but
don’t blame me, blame tha thugsta in me
Cause that’s where that shit comes from [comes from]
Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin’ but survivors, (?)
we survivors,that’s why we be..

(Krayzie)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..

Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy
don’t fuck around and get zipped in a body bag off in tha grave and yo
brains’ll be hangin’ damaged by bodies dragged off
Everyday we see mo’ niggaz hatin’, fakin’, playa
(hation’) it’s getting contagious, why do these niggaz
think they can break us
When I grab my pump y’all niggaz better try to grab
what’s left of yo’ chest
niggaz be talkin’ and then
they get caught up in shit,
now meet them faces of death
We let’em keep talkin’ man they dog us man it’s all the same
But what did we gain by givin’ you niggaz fame?

( [Flesh] So we let the records show)
Tha 44 magnum tag’em (stacked) like them
niggaz that try to compete with the platinum hollerin
callin’ me follow me down to tha corner slip
up and you’re gonna get blasted
What do you wanna test me for? Jealous then nigga drop
Nigga we picture platinum despite em triggers be cocked everytime
To tha 99 times out of 100 we gon’ hit somebody,
somebody gon take us too [Yeah] y’all niggaz get carried off wit them bodies mo mileage
y’all finally smokin’ that grass
Nigga pass tha (pump)
aye rep (we takin) a loss and wakin up in
their coffin.
Oh nigga that try get to spanked and get diss man but when we come they run
but we’re gonna catch’em and one day
God forgive me I don’t know what got to me, but then me thinkin they'll all fall down way down face down, ain’t got nothin but love them niggaz
wanna test my nuts sayin’ nigga you know that[that, that, that]
You know we gettin them [say nigga you know that, that, that, that]
bad, bad. Them thugs them niggaz
[ I figures you knowthat, that, that,that] (?). Layzie take the body bag
[You niggaz should know that,that, that, that]
Yeah,yeah,[my niggaz you know that, you know that, that, that, that]
yeah yeah. It’s 19 90 90 90 90 90...it’s almost
1990 90 90 90 90, it’s almost 1990 90 90 9 9 9 9... [FART]

Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...

Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love

You know we thuggish ruggish
And yo, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful
We're so thuggish ruggish
And to, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful
(peaceful)

Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about..
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug

Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me)
Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me)
Playa Hata(hata hata)we know very well
Playa hata(hata hata)who you are(are)
Playa hata(hata hata)don’t let em smoke your weed
playa hata(hata hata)or ride in your car(your car)
Playa Hata(hata hata)we know very well
Playa hata(hata hata)who you are(are)
Playa hata(hata hata)don’t let em smoke your weed
playa hata(hata hata)or ride in your car(your car your car)
Don’t let that murda murda get cha man
don’t let that murda murda get cha baby
dont let that murda murda get you man, yea yea yea
Bizzy and Krayzie

playa hation has begun to rise, n it’s contagious pray
betta not let it get you man, hata hata hataz
hataz hatin this song song, n if I had a wish
I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony(thug in harmony)
every Bone get up(get up) and let us move on(move on)
maybe some could follow if there hearts were not so cold(so cold)
come and picture for the family scripture
tell me what do ya see, club nigga in a mask
a man tryin to blast ass
nigga know you need to just leave us leave us leave us alone
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender

nigga won’t be phukin wit no hataz in the 9-style
and all the way to heavens that’s my mission
standin up ready for the war in position
when the shit jump niggaz won’t be slippin
Niggaz fallin victim, really waht’s happenin
I’m a victim just cuz I’m rappin
stackin my cheese that I’m always packin
niggaz with NOTHIN 2 LOOSE be cappin
And I really blame you motherfuckers it’s true
what goes around comes around, since I did what I did
in the past, get a pipe and a chance n I’m ready to throw down
low down, dirty mothaphukin shame, in a world so cruel
it’s niggaz like you, who just be disrespectin the game
before I had a little money, niggaz what’s hatin me just
4 nothin, breakin my gear and thinkin it’s funny
get around bitches n niggaz be frontin, but I’m hustlin
strugglin, jumpin, wit a lot of frustrations
livin in a nation of playa hatian, wit a fucked up situation
I’m facin’ yea y'all playa hatazzzzz

Hataz dry your eyes(eyes eyes), n hold on(hold on)
cuz we’re ballin’(ballin ballin’) ya’ll
we gon keep it going strong(oh!)ohhhh!!
We really thuggish ruggish, you love us you can hataz
we can deal with you but! Iffy niggaz come around playa hatin
they be hatin, man them the worse ones,you like(take a bitch)
still come to your car all the time with a nigga always talkin
about he could some betta than you don alreay did it, just hatin
you know) and I know you, we see all ya’ll, playa hataz, fuck y'll
playa hataz, phuk ya’ll, don’t you hate on me, don’t you hate on me
(I put the beam on you motherfuckers)
(I said I’ll put the beam on you motherfuckers)
dont you(if you should spend) hate on me(mo time)
dont you hate(consontrating on your own shit) on me
don’t you(then playa hatin on mine) hate on me dont
(you might make something motherfuckers) you hate on me
hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on,(umm!)

[Bizzy]
Yeah, this for all you non-believers
Especially out in the C-O
Man, fuck y'all niggas
Woo! Yeah, I'm tellin ya when I die
You can see what's deep in my eye (my eye) (x2)

[Maje$ty]
7 Sign...

[Bizzy]
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you)
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you)

Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up
Even if I'm under surveillance, I watch out
Wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7
What am I yellin'? Murderer
Nigga, once you come you must pay like crazy if you
(Muthafucka, don't play me) play me
Nigga, not today
I see you but you can't see me
I know with all of government and
Yes, this will get crazy and blow (bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb)

[Maje$ty]
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn
Blastin' out your steroes or your headphones
The roots exploited clones; therefore
It's my job to describe the loudness, the habitat of rap survival kit
Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my worldly reflections
It's magnified to new levels of elevation

[Bizzy]
Seven sign, seven, seven sign
Seven, seventh sign seal
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah
Yeah, I'm tellin ya when I die
you can see what's deep in my eye (my eyes, my eyes)

[Bizzy]
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you)
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you)

The Rip here to run in the street
And flippin' on police, yeah they know me
I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke clears
And at least I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie
All bitches, look into it as you want the real killa?
Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it
And you knew it, do it, when, when you looked in my eyes
I'm ready to die
And I hope my mama really loves me
'Cause daddy's bye-bye
Inner pride with the Ripsta
Let 'em hit ya with the scripture
Picture me locked out and smoked out with a half of fifth of

[Maje$ty]
Three sixty-five out of all the round trees
They'll be Japanese, Maje$ty's corruptin' record companies
Nigga, jump for cheese, catch sub-zero freeze
And crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back
Sacks only in dress pants
have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight?
I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh
Sell a dream to 'em
Cash, no royality, grab they royal keys and dash
My overhead projects how ends meet to foul or ejected
Lyrics was selected beyond my control, last door on the totem pole
Pockets swoll from tape residue, last interview and went in daytime
It's made a promise to let down smooth criminals gently in my business
Grab your earlobe and billion, this is big business, buy tapes
Don't lend, niggas mad while I scrap change for phillies, why grill me?
Got bigger balls to chase waterfalls with Chili
Explore on four wheels or foot, I bring it to that ass over the hook
So when you slip, gots it. I ride up on it
I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm Boneless
Word sound 'til I'm foamin'
Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin'
Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel Trojans
More than civil suits make my longevity boost, articles
And promotions make me more potent
Deadly to the mind, 'causin' somethin' to be blind
Re-define lines entertwined with all mankind
Would that rain outshine divine Maje$ty, shame
The boogie down punks is where the hearts still remain

(Bizzy talking)
I'm a let a nigga know
You know what I'm sayin', just right off the bat
I gives a fuck about no nigga
Don't be no (corvie) - ass nigga
I'm tryin' to tell niggas that off the rip
Off the rippa, baby (I must me losin' my mind)

Where's the mob?
Find your specialty, let's give this nigga a job
Is you ready for jail?
Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob
We can spar, but you gon' drop (drop)
I'm a bomb, ready for war, will I p-pop pop
Better look out for miles, been doomed since I womb
Will he put me in my tomb?
I've been thuggin' so assume when I enter your room, boom
Stomped through Compton
And cities y'all ain't never heard of and listen
I bet there's thousand people screamin' out
"Murder, murderin' ya"
Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got a life
I'm tatted so when I die you can see what's deep my eyes
Trues ride but trues die, my nigga, don't cry
I shedded my last tear when I found out love was a lie
So I try, but it ain't nothin' for my mental
So piss off my pencil, and I blast, dash in a rental
One nigga got out and off he in a trap with sawed-off
They took a chance and lost
let's spray A-K and make gangsta gone
Don't finish the wars when they ain't over
I love you thugs, but all them skeletons got so close
And they got so ? if it ain't ?
This family that don't give a fuck who you are
It ain't nothin' like some trouble
How close? How far (how far, how far)?

(feat. Souljah Boy)

[Krayzie] (Talking)
Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga
P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin
Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga
(We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...)

What if we slowed it down?
Then, nigga, you would hear me
I know niggas would fuck around
And say we tried to steal your style
Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest
Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us
My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload
So, when them funky, funky jump me
Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll)
It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid
But, oh no, niggas heard the flow
And wanted a piece of the cake
It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get skills
But when kept on disrespectin'
Make 'em think we shit's real, nigga
I'm from the Land where every niggas plan
And schemin' for the money, man, so we packin'
And they don't understand them niggas rappin'
But still they actin' like criminals
? reciprocal
They don't know it, even though
Oh, no, no, can't let you go
When I pop pop pop (pop, pop)
That funk'll gon' blow you away
Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday
Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed

[Krayzie] (Layzie)
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind

[Souljah Boy]
You know it is, what it's gotta be
Ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin'
And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back
Don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these
Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch
Sue these stupid muthafuckas
Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus
'Cause the niggas be down for the count
And the first nigga step up, get shut down
You shouldna been takin' my fuckin' style
That's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town
Arrest me on the rebound
It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G
You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me
So muthafuck what you's thinkin'
Brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in my sheet
While your bullethole still be bleedin'
But here's the reason for the season's on my muthafuckin' bank
Why you lame, be actin' strange?
Boom to bangs, nigga insanes
Out to rearrange this muthafuckin' figure
Knowin' damn well, I'm a muthafuckin' killa
Nigga, bow down, and I'm outta your picture
Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller
We done muthafuck you
And you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater
Streetsweeper get your ass deceased.

[Krayzie] Warriors ride
Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride
bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin' my mind

[Bizzy]
Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick
Nigga, what you saw
We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin' through ?
And they call war, ready for the cause
Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them ? gotta break
Your face be on that table, ready for more
Y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in
And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up
And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck
I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect
But I won't get cut and love, Uh-uh
What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ?
Thinkin' me bloody get with the ?
And roll but I had gun before you knows
Don't roll, and I gotta go and face it
So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll

[Layzie]
Aw, shit!
Nowhere to run; here come judgement day
Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh
I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your ?
Feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life
I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'll it be?
Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz
You know I got ends to spend, top ten ?
Count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real
Attitude like, Nigga, what?
And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas
Mo Thug employ in my city
Destroy y'all, how wicked is this?
It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately
Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe
And outta the way
And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin'
It's all about perfect timin', feel me
it's about perfect timin', hear me
What's on my muthafuckin' mind in this:
These playa haters got me pissed, bitch
But let me get my gauge
Leatherface, go get your mask
We gon' blast and roll on these muthafuckin' niggas
Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin' - the #1 Assassin

[Krayzie] (Layzie)
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind

[Krayzie]
Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed
We stressed, we stressed
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind

I87 is a lesson for them niggaz
that want to test
bring more than cause me shotgun
will be buckin your chest
wanna be Mothug thugsta menatatlity
runs through the BONE
pop pop to the dome
fall short to the crome
get wraped that bitches on
much love for the green leaves
but me trues have to ease me down
puff puff head rush
popin in me clip and I got plenty rounds
me n pretenda
no studiothugsta
BONE'll get wit cha
straight #1 lil' rispsta
swing watch him hit cha
so we can swang(we can swang)
down for my thang(down for my thang)
finna blow to tha brain
though you could hang
when I swang them things
thats insane
stay low (so low)
dem popo know me no surrender
dem niggaz on tha street they remember as beeing no pretenda
standin up on tha block
9 mm cocked
and me hang, and me gott my niggaz lookin out for me back
and them watch for them rocks
and you know its nuthin but the neighboorhood thang
its manditory for me neighboorhood slang

Verse 1: Bizzy Bone
I'm sending a message to warn you imposters
All hating in my business
When I see you I'm a drop you
Get slugged and get drugged
My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge
Got you when I spot you I should pop you
Even the boss was telling me not to
But I won't stop until they get shot
When they get out the hospital
They gonna get shot, too
The fast one bringing that AK
Better walk, then we even
When I leave and flees to Cleveland
Now, murder 'em and rest in peace
So goodbye. We're shutting it down
And now we're prowling niggas from alleys
Cloning our sound, we found your town
Now is you ready for the war?
Cry loud and go
Many if all niggas 'll fall off in they sleep
And even oppose and order them hoes
Gonna flee with me?
Bitch, fuck with me then see that
My little aliens, yeah
We come to your city. Can they really
Put it on down with the pistol?
Can you feel me, feel me?

Verse 2: Layzie Bone
They beat biters, dope-style takers
When I see you face-to-face
My nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater
You niggas ain't Bone, you clone
You wrong. What the fuck?
You niggas ain't thinking
What's the consequence?
Now I'm 'bout to get
Real deadly. Ready for the war
When we just start bombing shit
Trying to cop my click?
Hell no! Real raw. Y'all niggas thought this was a game?
Now it's time to make you feel the pain
Wanna test my everyday thang?
I aim straight for your temple
It's really that simple when I seen it splatter
Had I even killed one of you clones
Then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter
Scattered. Run for the border
Your career is getting shorter
Nigga, better hide 'cause I already warned ya
Mo Thug Records taking over
I told ya. Soldier man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it's going down by the means infantry
Instantly finna be World War 3
If you fucking with my family jewels. You fools!
You niggas break golden rules
Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Them niggas going platinum every time
I'm ready to ride. You ready to ride?
It's do or die. Then, nigga, I die
I jump in my Five Double-O
If you got it, better flaunt it
I'm a drop the top, and lock the locks
And cock the Glock; it'll make you want it
Come get it. And while you're rapping
On your song, just remember no pretenders
Bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!

Chorus: Krayzie Bone
I hope you realize that you ain't Bone
You ain't Bone
Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone?
Nigga, you ain't Bone
Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
To let 'em know that we're charging
Clones pay
Come on now ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
To let 'em know that we're charging
Clones pay

Verse 3: Bizzy Bone
Straight from the corner and I'm a thug
All my diamonds
I bet you wanted to stop my shining
Didn't we warn you, nigga?
The sign. See? Blinded
Run but they finding
Me in my Double-big-Five-O
And critical with a pistol
With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll
Serve you. Heard my words
Are satanic and wishful
Then see you all get pissed off
My generals need no horse
We need AR-15s, twenty Glocks
With beams, and TNT
Nigga roll with me
Burial. Fuck the world!
When I deal, hope I repented
'Cause if the world I resented
It just might catch me up in heaven
But I'm a work this earth til it hurts
Gotta done make the worse
All the way through trial
I'm back in the court for some dirt
Get 'em off soil. They wait for alarm
I curse that silly ass bitch said I stoled a purse
And at them bullshit awards. But they told me
I stole beneath of my shirt. And it makes me sick
Even Ripsta's sistas plus family understands
Fuck with it. Put it on your Grammy
Even my mammy's scared to tell. And
Deep in my mind, devil seeped in. Scary
Stay wary and carry on. Promise to burn me
Never bury and hurry if you ain't Bone

Verse 4: Layzie Bone
These niggas wanna erase me
'Cause they can't face me
Crash collide with the niggas that hate me
Fucking with the real, y'all see how the fake be
Ducking the cut, trying to look for safety
Make me reach for my pistol and pop it
Niggas gonna pay on the day that I spot him
Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy
On the way to the rodeo, killing all carbon copies
I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe. Indeed
I grieve for the war. What's next?
It's all about respect, bitch nigga
I'ma get that shit if I don't get nothing else
To the end I'm steady flipping
Fucking the world til they give Bone props
Nigga, you got knocked on blocks
With rocks, beat down by the cops
And it still don't stop. Glock Glock
I'm grinding, steadily climbing
To the top of the charts. Where you wanna be?
Off in my prime it's all about timing
As I look at my shit make history
No mystery. Mistook and, nigga
That eight-time platinum real
How do you feel to the thugs appeal?
Make nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal
Should'a kept it real and quit fronting. Nigga
Go round-for-round with the best
Nigga, step up and meet your death
Fucking with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh
Yeah, it's all about survival of the fittest and it's on
Nigga, realize, or you die. You bitch ass niggas ain't Bone

Chorus 2x

If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit,
that's why we kick in the hood where thugstas play
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit,
but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on

Let's go, Now we down to ride
Everybody, swear to God that I'm down for mine
But I feel the Lord done bless me
We marchin' soldiers [soldiers]
Can't fuck with nothin' but them warriors [warriors]
What you thought, nigga?
And if they can't sit down with the buck to the bang, bloody redrum
And I make a little change.
Gotta watch for the cops, there will be some, [damn!]
Duck that ass when I shoot, no longer and I just let loose
No longer can I just buck buck at you
Cause law got bitches bulletproof
Got shit to prove, got shit to move,
make a move, playa hater, and we watchin' you
But don't you think I won't pull my shit, split your shit
That's how y'all fuckin' with thugsta's shit
Better quit that shit
Or we come and come, shit gon' be hummin', hum
And I know you don't want that, feel my warning..

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

It's so amazing [amazing]
I can thug forever and ever
You can't really blame me, baby
It's just the thugsta in me [in me]

Now, that's not all we do
Cause thugstas still, true
We like to ride around floss a little bit,
smoke a little bit, drink a little bit. Nigga, don't you?
Now, we got to make these millions
We got to look out for these Bone thug children
Rest in peace, Baby Boi
Amen. Damn, shit everyone breakin' with this money, man [money, man]
But Jesus gave life on the cross so we could maintain [maintain]
Hear a voice keep tellin' me that it's gon' be alright
Just keep yours tight, and pray at night..

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

Thugstas, it's time for warfare, yeah [Can ya hear me now?]
Thugstas, and it ain't gon' change, so we better prepare [prepare]

If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, any day. . .
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay. . .

Shots might be fired, 'cause everybody got guns
But ain't nobody runnin', Bone
Cause Bone niggas don't run
We marchin' heat. Indeed you bleed
But don't nobody fuck with Bone, Please

And you can get ya thug on, [thug on]
Said you can get ya thug on, [thug on]
And you can get ya thug on, [thug on]
Said you can get ya thug on [thug on]

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay

[Tre]
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugstas . . .

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Krayzie:
Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, and still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?" No. I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine, 'cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times. You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say, "Oh, my!" but check it out, though. I done made enough money to buy my ghetto a lot of weapons, y'all. And I made it, takin' out my weed. Here, stay high, nigga, so paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up. Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs, and they figure they can try me, like a muthafucka won't swang back or somethin', or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin'. Fuck 'em. I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate and say that we ain't true to what we say, but, then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate, we bang them fuckin' brains [we bang them brains]. But then
, we switch subject, and fuck with them clones that suck the thug dick. Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style. Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town. It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals, so here we go. Got a gun--should I buck 'em on down? Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? I'm so full anguish. Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it, but they can't get the hang of it. Yeah.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Flesh:
Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold, I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time that they shot a nigga straight to the temple done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin', get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again, here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday, so say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain. I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood. It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks sellin' for 1ife, if you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up, yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah. We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it, I thank 'em, and hope for respect, 'cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst of the dark and I sped off with the quickness, strikin', send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a t
hug, and they thought that I bruise easily. Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em). Most of what goes around, comes around. Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us. To the chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a gun, they change in a whole new muthafuckin' attitude.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Layzie:
Nigga, let me in. Double glock and never about to change, man. To the temple I aim and claim to gain control. Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll, put some pressure on these hoes that, yo, they pose as foes, gotta let 'em know. Got a nation of my niggas out to back me, got another nation--killas out to try to jack me. Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull? Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose. Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction. They down with the puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action. Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse. If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps, and a I'm a give a little game in this world that we livin' in it, sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me. You get it how you take it, but the only way you'll make it, givin' peace to the G-O-D, your Lord. And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit, because the hater's gonna hate, and then the real--it's gon' feel, but I bet that after all
of y'all fall that the faker's gonna perish in the fire. Dip, and you know when I'm rollin', I'm equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam, and I gladly put it on ya from the land of California, leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean. Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with K.B. We gonna take a little journey around the world and see what we see. Any y'all niggas comin' with me? So, come on.

Wish:
Let me up in here and kill 'em, feel 'em niggas wanna bite the Bone, bite the Bone. Didn't a muthafucka say I'm wrong? Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow. We shoot 'em up, buck. Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation. Anybody hatin'? Erase 'em. And biters, everytime I see you on T.V., it makes me feel good, 'cause I know when we run up on you, you'll see we, we gotta get paid good. Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty, Bone in harmony. We hungry. Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money. Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz, should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all, should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters? Everything we write, I swear, it's all original. Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original [all original].

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

So high (x8)
I'm so high
So high (x7)
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (x2)
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin (x4)
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright (x2)
I been fucked up since the last sweet song
P.O.D.'d the whole night long (x2)
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (x4)
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin (x4)
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright

Fuck 'em, let the law end
'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in

Nine millimeters, three-eighty's
You're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause I go with plenty artillery
Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and uzis
Let us begin with bullets
Can't none of ya break off a niggas from prison
And let 'em come with us - retaliation
We come and blast 'em with leather masks on
Let loose

You need beware when your rollin' down the Clair
These niggas is killas, try to feel us
Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland
We steadily creepin' on ya
And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep
Ho-check, you don't wanna fuck with Bone
Let loose

Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthafucka pull it
Then he better shoot
Nigga never no 9-1-1 to your rescue
Never repsect you, blowin' your chest through
Labelled as a menace, but I'm feelin' it again
And I'm in it to the finish, better check my manuscript
Killa, for realer, drugdealer, little nigga, cap peeler
Bailin' through the Land equipped
When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, shot it
Jump off in my hottie
Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' through your party
Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah

When I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge
War anytime I roll
Come with the war, then you're gonna get yours
Expect the four nigga ring yo doors
And don't you diminish
Til I finish you with it or you would missed it
On the hit list, couldn't resist it
Nigga, you risk it, here to stick with it
To the po-po, you know;
Who don't roll in a sixty-fo' Impala go
Lurk, better searchin' all the doors
Runnin' through crouds 'til I get to Mexico
Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with talent
Little Rip gets so sadistic it's story of (story of story of)

Killin' for my niggas steady got up in the pen
Depend on me, let 'em leave
Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game
But I love the way the thugstas stay
And when our niggas really get to poppin' at the cops
You'll be lookin' at a hell of a war
Muthafucka done rocked the boat
And we nigga fin to even the score
Nigga drank to much, took to much
No surrender, no you're never gonna catch me
Never gonna catch me, catch me
I'll keep runnin', I'll keep runnin' for my life
And duckin' bullets while you're tryin' to ruin me
'Quicker the copper
The quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya
We shot ya
We shot ya
Hey, my niggas boxed ya

My nigga, we all in together in position for the maulin'
Pac got his got headlight ahead of me
Keep me raw, and fuck it, let the law end
Open the coffin, top locked, let the body fall in
Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' loose for my crew
Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a bite of the forbidden fruit
And never seen us shoot
If I could be the 187 on you
Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it's on
For the next that get wrong
Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect
Then sleep with the rest
Don't even expect, 'cause you ain't goin' home
Who's next? Bring it on, whoever wanna flex
Think it no thang for me get with you
All up in your shit, quick when I split up your wig
Your brain gon' hang

Fuck 'em, let the law end
'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in

(Repeat to end)

Bizzy:
It's East 1999 time.
I promise that I'll hunt you bastards, zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry. Is you ready for me magic? Let 'em blast, and nigga, bet I bury, then move, true to the murder mo, gladly, 'cause the haters never had to have me, want to follow fools through alleys, 'cause ready to lose and daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie, probably St. Clair babies, so hate me, but I handle my business, so lately I can handle my shady, kill 'em, but won't think I'm a bomb again, not even if they put me in prison and give me time, I'm ready for the killin', go get 'em, and I'm a fill 'em with eleven of mine and one die. Is he ready to lie if I decide, lookin' at my killin' and decide to boom to go bye, I'm gonna fly [fly], whom die they lie.

Flesh:
Whom die they lie.
Krayzie:
No mo' mercy . . .
Flesh:
Whom die they lie. [Shot.]

Flesh:
Now, who wanna go snitch? Talk shit about real trues, still be payin' dues, saw them sneakin', and a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, they hatin'. Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth bullshit and they lose, lookin' so deep in they eyes, and tell it when they lyin', stop tryin', but they never convince none, got hundreds runnin' up with gauges. Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck, sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off later, man. So, what if it got too late for me to get 'em? Then gotta switch to testin' G's. In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady, we're too quick to pull petty bullshit. Y'all thought that you could fuck with the Cleveland thugstas, #1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would, bitch, pop, (...?...) and have to show you through, when Bone thugs comin' in, it's a headline. Time to get on top of mountain top when they got (?) all over this nation, world, and I plan on, now look at you bustas get mad. Beat the fuckas on their own line, don't make '
em tell it to ya twice, when you crack a grip, keep it real, but you sure will pay the price (?).

Layzie:
Whom die they lie.
Krayzie:
No mo' mercy . . .
Layzie:
Whom die they lie [Shot.]

Layzie:
Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta, little sneaky muthafucka on a mission, got me plottin' for it quickly. Who fried? Do or die, nigga, you and I for the creep on the come up, and pay these niggas a visit. So is it, was it, wicked ways, got me strugglin' for days. Hey, a nigga's gotta eat, so yo, I gotta get paid and blaze. So swift not to catch a case, crept up in his place while the nigga was gone for his safe and his stones, and it's on, 'cause the Bones havin' a say, I won't forget this evenin'. Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone, thievin', 'cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling. Pin me, niggas run away, they said they lookin' for me, but I'm a find a nigga, kill him, 'fore this nigga find me. Y'all niggas know I'm murder-bound, see me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down, breakin' it down in the C-Town, spot 'em on the avenue, follow he's passin' through, get 'em at the next red light, green light, got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead. Whom die they lie.

Krayzie:
Whom die they lie.
No mo' mercy . . .
Whom die they lie. [Shot.]

I'm that nigga with the shotty runnin' at you niggas, poppin' enemy. Drop 'em. Me gotta get 'em, kill 'em before they get me. Coppers on us, and you know the bitches want us, but as soon as they close, it's the pap pap, pardon me. Take a look, and what you see--Krayzie still runnin' from the police, 'cause I got a fuckin' bag of weed. I believe in sale, now, on the scene. I can do it. I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty. He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head. Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye. Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea, meet your fuckin' fate and in grave lay. St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin', oh but they can't take it, if you wanna make it, break 'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid? Oh, you're fuckin' with some niggas in some desperate days. Crime, yes, it pays, if it's cool with it, cool with it, never act a fool with it, broad, 'cause your lose. And me kill a muthafuckin' nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga, "I know who
did it." Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all. Let 'cha nuts hang, nigga, and cut your balls. It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off. Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie.

Krayzie:
Whom die they lie.
No mo' mercy . . .
Whom die they lie. [Shot.]

Chorus: Bone Thugs

Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends,
before we go any further, let's talk about friends.

[Bizzy]
My mind can't hate 'em, and even all ah tha people gotta support me
when I'm gonna buck it all tha way ta depend
I don't needin' no friend, I
Friends, deep with tha sand in tha ships
So win again, and again, and will ah me friend
Can I get ah witness to knowin' my friend
I trust no cops, not even the one I had to fold
She won't groan, no oh, it was probably me so we go
We know what we know, and tha day ya brotha zapped me
and it's yo' aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati
and why'd you trap me (didn't she?) And I'm out there robbing
ready foe tha war, and then analyze my fresh style, be browsing
Enemiez test and watch out foe my friendz

[Wish]
Bet I got my friends, bet I got mine, bet I got mine, yeah
We straight up killers, we realer
we just want tha money, y'all hataz we don't deserve 'em
Murda one, if we fin' ta go murda dem all, dey fall
They wanna see tha Bone fall, y'all
but nah, we too Bone, I remember, back a lil' ways
when we were so hungry, when we were so hungry
But now thank The Lord, my thugs we got money, we got money, hey
We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay
Watch if I miss ya, hit chya
bet one of these thug-niggaz get wit' chya
How ya feel about murda, man?
It's still tha same, you fukk wit' us, wang bangarang
It's like suicide nigga do or die
When ya fukkin' wit' mine, we gon' ride in the end
Somebody gon' die tonight, don't be fuckin wit my friends

(Chorus)

[Layzie]
I can tell, wit' tha devil, I'm doin' is workin', Lurkin', approachin
me like I must suffer, but in order ta prevent event, and your told
to repent. 'Cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that's my friend
till tha end. Rollin' in my Benz, neva thought what was next to occur
Young entrepeneur, who defeat through tha bloody blood, we ready foe
divide and conquer. Playa hation, infiltration, any situation, y'all
muthafukkaz bring, go prepare foe eternal warfare, and I really don't
care, 'cause I'm sayin' my prayer to tha Man Upstairz
Keepin' my niggaz out here so strong, and doin' this pain
and strain to survive. Lookin' out foe each-other everyday
and our people's comin' up readin' The Bible
Willin' ta die, if tha wicked is near me, if y'all eva try
ta come wit' some crooked condition
What it is, just ta book ah thug
Come ah little bit closer nigga
take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished
Bone Thugs all tha way 'till tha end, and again, and again, and again
and again, don't try ta come between my, my.

(Chorus)

[Krayzie]
Momma told me watch yo' friends
They can be enemiez within
quick to pretend like they fit in
Get in, they put it all to an end
I know ya kinda choosed survival, pinned ya
Nigga done tried ta infiltrate tha clique, we gonna get chya
No Evil! Get's in me, apart from my people
Militant that's how we choose to roll, and we road warriorz
about tha war, tha war, tha war
When you call my name I will be there, I'll be there
Neva got to worry 'bout nobody else
Indeed, and though I know I want mo' time
I need mo' time. Sweat about Armageddon
it's gonna get us, are you ready? What about yo' friends? Friends
'till tha very end, through tha freezin' wicked windz
wicked windz. What about yo' friends?

[Flesh~N~Bone]
I've been ready wit' ah bang, I'm here ta bring all tha noize
Don't think you can avoid tha wrath, then get 'em with tha math
not that tha fact that tha skiez be shorted
Thoughted tha coast was clear, but you couldn't see ah hidden Flesh
thought if you'd been in silence
Longer they know that to you, host preapared to crept in yo' crib
Till then and they wanted ta see tha violence
Droppin', gettin' locked and get in stayed in asylum
Livin' life on under tha hill. Release that trail
and one ah my niggaz been in celled, because I stay high
smoke, enhale. And I may break it wit' ah nigga, will he suffer
don't make no mistake, or don't faim his spray
Anticipation ta get you sprayed, but what if he hesitate?
Make my day. They lay, any nigga they would
It be easy ta pick up ah tune. When do we end?
Will they come get this shit done, and over ah partner
must ah been one of my friends
Betta watch yo' back, otha people you think are yo' homiez
open my fist I can pin when ya fallin
I said only Mo' Thug aloud, and only we Souljahz can roll gee

Life, life, life, life
(What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do, what ya gonna do?)
Or death, death, death, death Life, life, life, life
(When murda, murda comez foe you, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you?) Or death, death, death, death?
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)

And this will belong in time, can ya feel tha painz of our life
been in wined, and ya thought of dyin', my my my
Have ya thought of dyin'? Let's not visualize
If you feel me! Then ya betta wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
If you feel me! Then ya betta get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Can you visualize your own pain, could ya imagine
breathin' yo' last breath, I bet ya, ya can't you don't wanna stay
Dear Lord, cannot stand, goin' to hell. It's comin', yes it's comin
No look what we've done, what have we done?
Amongst our sin, why here, we follow people for starez, don't stare
No mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Evil is lurkin', lurkin', lurkin
We can run but can't escape tha beast, no
Tickin' by that snake in tha grass, that snake in tha grass
by that snake in tha grass. Better sticked, and missed his ass

Fast blast, I leave my cash
Cause my dayz of livin' broke is all in tha past
So I gotta keep my mind up on my money, it's survival of tha fittest
could I. One of tha realest are ya dayz of drug dealin
Like in '89, now it's almost 1999, new Millennium
Fuck the luck, cause they be gettin em
Sendin' demonz str8 to hell, let them burn in Hades
Worried enough, we called in jail, Lord bless our babies
Lord pleaze bless our babies

(Wish): Who it be, givin you that new shit ya love?
Who it be, givin' you that new shit ya never heard of
Clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody, clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody
St. Clair we speak, we speak, wishing wishing...
we're takin' over, over
Betta run with this shit, with this shit
Or get road over, road over
So we, puttin' it down for me
Anybody wants to get, my mama trust the army, we deadly
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)
Life, life, life, life (What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do)
(what ya gonna do?) Or death, death, death, death?
Life, life, life, life (When murda, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you, murda come foe you?)
Or death, death, death, death? (Leave me alone)
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. Ringaling, ah ling, me alone

(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. (Leave me alone)
Feel tha thunder in tha sky We party overtime
No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)

Krayzie:
Yeah, come on, come on, come on.
This is my family. This is my family, my family.
Mo Thug music, Mo Thug music.
Sing, sing, sing, sing along, sing along.
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, [sing along, sing along] Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, [sing, sing, sing, sing along, sing along] Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug.

Tre:
My family, oh, it means so much to me. Everywhere we go, playa haters gonna hate and that's for sure. My family tree recruited on this thugsta groove. Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

Tony Tone and Boogie Nikke:
I love my family, this Mo Thug family, you mean the world to me. Heaven's where we gonna be.
Together, together we stand. Together we fall, ya'll. I never turn my back on y'all [Mo Thug]. I got my halo cocked, goin' out with y'all, ya'll.

Layzie:
Come and look at this world that's ever so cruel, but the good Lord blessed us. Gave me true family I can depend on, 500 Benz with the Synchro rims on, now I can get off when the wind blow, but I'd like to thank You, Jesus Christ, for givin' for givin' up Your life for us. Now, I can think twice, 'fore roll the dice, advice from a thug, tell mommy I love her everyday, think of her. Take a look at your thugs to the front of the line. Hear the thunder grind off in my mind. We done partied overtime. Destruction, terror, oh what an era, let's get it together 'fore it's over. Be a soldier like my Mo Thug family.

Cat Cody:
They never ever turned their backs on me [backs on me] when I was down. My Mo Thugs is always around, and if there comes a time to pick or choose [pick or choose], my Mo Thugs won't never lose [don't ya know your gonna lose]. We are the thugs. Yeah, we be those children [gotta be that child]. We gotta keep on thuggin', that's how we make our livin' [gotta make my money, man, it's still the same, yeah].

Jhaz:
You know who I be, once again, comin' at you. It's Jhaz [Jhaz], megablast, top class, black Jag, cream rag. Playa, better check your hand, look out for the New Breed.

Brina:
Females comin' for ya, Mo Thug family roots runs too deep. 'Brina trippin' on these haters surroundin' us trues on a daily basis. Smiling faces, jealous of this Mo Thug flippin' on the risin' status.

Ken Dawg [with Tre]:
Yeah, yeah, my family, yeah, my family, Mo Thug. [It's my family Mo Thug.] Tell me who the coldest [the coldest] the playa you know? I know for sure, sure, rollin' with Mo, rollin' with Mo [rollin'], you'll fall, gotta go, 'cause we survivin' these remainin' years. When the smoke clears, no fear, [no, no fear] no tears, no tears.

Tre:
When there's a problem I can't solve, my family gets involved. We've been here through thick and thin. On my thugs I can depend.

Souljah Boy:
Been down from the getty go, since any a you, can you feel me though? Mo Thug takin' over from the north to west. Wanna test? Better come prepared with your Smith and Wesson, now learn the lesson, stop stressin', be true to the game, Mo Thug runnin' everythang, everythang, everythang.

Tre:
We are soldiers, now, we want to thank you for the time you've took to listen to our funky groove.

Sin:
I guess if it was not for them blessings, weak evil thought would control my whole existence. We preach and speak true belief from, but then this family tree would fall, crumble like Sodom, Gomorrah.

Tombstone:
Can't duck, can't run from the cut, back up the wasteland field, peel for mine, the deal, how the click be real with it. My family tree standin' strong.

Gates:
Natural born in the world of madness, no gladness, leave a nigga insane, gotta change my way 'fore the darkest day. Clickin' tight 'til the end with the gang.

Krayzie:
Come on, come on and swing this way [swing this way]. It got to be harmony. Evil'll be done, wicked erased, erased. Humbly united gatherin' souls understood. Mo Thug, Mo Thug, love 'em like one of my own. Hold on, I bet ya we'll never go wrong, if we stay strong against the evil that be tryin' to split ya. He, who gets conflict, must just be weak. It's gettin' clearer and clearer [and clearer]. Enemies want to break my family down, pinnin' it. If we ever needed the Lord, we need Him now. Amen. Amen. Bless the Mo Thug children, and could You watch over mine for me? Get up, get pumped, do what ya want just don't insult my game. Nigga, this is a family thang. 'Til I take one to the brain, I'll remain the same. You look out for me. I look out for you. This is what you do to unite your trues.

It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug.

Bone, bone, bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers.
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives].
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever.
Come and look deeply in my eyes.
[with layzie: my eyes]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever, and ever.
Bone, bone, bone . . .
We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare.
Only time will tell who dies.
These are the days of our lives.
[layzie: only time will tell . . .]
Come look deeply in my eyes.
These are the days of our lives.
See the murder mold our lives.
[layzie: see the murder mold.]
These are the days of our lives.
[layzie: these are the days of our lives.]
These are the days of our lives.
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

Eternal your thugs. here i come, tellin' 'em soldier stories. been daily collectin' my lesson, went out on a quest and without any question, stressin', no restin', we journey. this blessin' s
N' the game, rearrangin' thangs, 'cause most the world was bringin' me down. mesmerized, controlled by the other side, and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won't get me in time, fuckin with bone, and he's likin' these rhymes. we rhyme, better believe, it's all the time, nigga, we 'live. we straight up soldiers [soldiers]. better hea
T i told ya [told ya]. we rob before we go broke, man, we robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all.

Y'all my dogs. if ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever, and i will be there. lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin' me sayin', "now why, oh, why?", but if
Hink you can hang, then . . .
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

Thuggin' in the studio, y'all know we roll hydro. everytime we rhyme, i'm high. look at me deeply in my eyes. i rise to the top of the game. nowhere did i have to run, now way did i have to
. sherm, but a lot of niggas won't learn, but the money that i earn, won't burn, so come again.

Better watch that mac-10, nigga. this one's for me and my friends. we steadily rollin'. i told ya. keep bringin' home platinum and gold ones. pap. pap. put it all on the ground, yeah bone
H, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down.

Well, it must be ghosts who stroll, when i roll, but they ain't gon' get in, though. i'm sittin' alone in my window. little eazy, bless his soul, it's so cold, [it's so cold]. lil' bizzy got
S from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. no peace, no peace.

Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

And it ain't no mystery that biz still be yellin', bailin', pullin' into me city. study ripsta's scripture, sista, receive me, i'm off. "hey, weeders 'til the end [end], maybe double me u
Get one for my friend. twenty-twin, twin, we're biddin' on bud [on bud], start the bid at a fin. so, who wanna bag? who wanna bag? you wanna bag? you gotta bag. sold." send him outt
Door to liquor store for the blunts to roll. only my lord can tell who dies. so pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.


My lordy lord maintain. it's hard 'cause i'm a soldier at war. 'cause everybody wanna try to bring out the devil in me, but they're evil, and better believe weed keeps me at ease. take notes,
O, 'cause here it comes. that murder mo comin' to carry you, oh, you, oh. we're lovin' this shit, when they pullin' the gauge out [murder]. hey, they put it up to your temple, and we blow you
Ins out. die.
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mold our lives.
These are the days of our lives.

wit more black men in da world, we aint neva gunna die
we multiply, straight up straight up (cheers)

(announcer)
what you are about to witness
is tha rising of a thug nation
and a beginning of a thug world order

(dark voice)
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
whats up punk bitches
bone thugs n harmony deck up in dat ass wit shot gun blasts
ha ha ha ha ha ha and ya'll mutha fuckas thought it was ova...bitch

(Bone)
see now
come see da bone bone x41
bone bone bone x 8

(lead into the next song)
who be da niggas thats keepin the thuggish
ruggish from da public and if you dont like it then
we tell em fuck it nigga suck a dick so nigga whaaat..

Who be the niggas that's sneakin' the pistol up in the party
Drinkin' that 151 Bacardi
Drunk and finna fuck up somebody... (Bone Thugs)
Keepin' it realer than real in the field
Niggas that's packin' that steel
Who be the niggas that soldover 30 million strong... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas in black
Who be the niggas with straps
Who be the niggas that's bustin' back at the got-damned law... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that "Crept On Ah Comeup" and did it Eazy
Who be the niggas that's daily got down foe they thang leadin'
Cleveland... (Bone Thugs)
Smokin' the weed or the fever, the reefer
that keep em a pot of the sweetest cheeba
Nigga y'all...
Y'all know who that is... (Bone Thugs)
Them niggas that sing, them niggas that rap
They got everybody tryin' to do that
Fuck recognize, nigga ya better respect, who...who...who... (Bone Thugs)
I told these niggas that Bone is the shit
So keep on rollin ya spliff
And smoke a blunt to this shit... (Bone Thugs)...

[Layzie]
Who was the niggas that thugged in the streets, number one on the charts
And who was the niggas that's pullin' ya card
The niggas that show we got nothin' but heart...(Bone Thugs)
Now who was the niggas that come to my side when its about murder
My niggas...my niggas'll hurt ya
ya better believe it, we comin' to serve ya... (Bone Thugs)
We be them niggas foe life
Mentality tight, doin' what we like
Now who was them niggas that told ya to get down foe ya rights... (Bone Thugs)
Now who be the niggas that step in the club makin' everyting pause
So fresh, so clean, no flaws
who be the rawest clique you done saw... (Bone Thugs)
Damned right, we keep it original out fo' the door
We hit 'em up quick with a flip flow flow and then we introduce you to
Mo!... (Bone Thugs)
The niggas that reignin' supreme
Hustled to conquer our dream, dream
Forever untouchable team
What niggas be out here gettin this cream... (Bone Thugs)
Blowin' green, roll thru the hood, glock cocked on safety
And who be the niggas that knew you was fake
but stayin' away form y'all lately... (Bone Thugs)
Li'l Layzie be that nigga that's statin' them facts
And you cn put this on Stack
'Cause muthafucka we back...

[Hook]
Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone, Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone
(Hey Yo!)

[Wish]
Who be the niggas that thug in the back of the club
Ready to scrap, nigga buck, nigga what
Who be the niggas that check ya, disrespect ya...(Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that wanna maintain
And do them thug thang
But if disrespected who gon let it bang... (Bone Thugs)
Who was the niggas we rushed
Who was the niggas that talk about us
Who was the nigga that say that the thugsta mentality
better him than us... (Bone Thugs)
Bone Thugs, finally let loose
Total control, whose business is it anyway... (Bone Thugs)
Gotta Life
Better leave it alone
Been supressed too long
Now that we out on our own
Ya gotta see the free Bone... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that come in anybody hood and striaght kick it
Who be the niggas that always got that weed, the drink, and dyme bitches
I'm tired of hearin' "What happened to us?"
"When will we hear a Bone bust?"
Who be the niggas that's bringin' that thuggish ruggish no matter what...
(Bone Thugs) Believe we nothin' but truth
What would the game do
Without you know who
niggas that say and do what they want to... (Bone Thugs)...

[Bizzy]
This rap game terror
Money, murda mo, and allt hat good shit
scandalous niggas, respect this... (Bone Thugs)
Ask about my... 20 inch deep dish rims
Son of a chicken, it ain't no friends
when it come to the end... (Bone Thugs)
And I'ma say word to gangstas
Real killers with money to burn
Sayin we a lost cause, foster kids-preach the world... (Bone Thugs)
Thank god that I had a father
I'm pushed in that coco with my sister
when I was 14 like cancer victims... (Bone Thugs)
Uh huh
Cause haters they get quarantined
Women they comin' with sorcery
I'm livn' with curses, smokin wed... (Bone Thugs
Burn me
Don't bury me
Hurry 'fore my momma see me
Somebody call Johnnie Cochran
Some niggas they wanna be Biggie
Some niggas they wanna be pac
But I just wanna be Bizzy
As soon as they hear me??
Like Richard Sim-mi
Don't run away, where's your nuts at
It's the original hydro smokers, somebody bust that
Trust that, what's packin'... (Bone Thugs)

[Hook]

Lareece
Guess who's back........Guess who's back.......Guess who's back.........Guess
who's back.......

Krayzie
Who the thugs with the wickedest rhymes, wickedest rhymes, wickedest
rhymes.......

Hook-Lareece

I been stuck in the struggle
And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble
I'm gettin' caught up in the dust
Instead of usin' my muscle
And everytime I extend my heart to my mother
Caught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustle
Sometimes I sit and I wonder
If a nigga pull my number
If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam'
In this world where nobody don't give a damn
But I'm still a man
Got a soul program
I'ma pump my fist
I'm stayin' ready for this
And you can put this on Wish
I never stayed in ya buis'
And when I needed a ride
You wouldn't give me a lift
And now I'm poppin' my cris
You niggas all on my dick
I wanna change the world
You wanna change ya life
I wouldn't a put up a fight
If I knew it was trite
They say everything happin' for a reason
Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'
Needin' general assistance
Out here needin' public housing
Out here tryna make ends meet
Tryna get on their feet
But see ?? so cloudy
And I know what you don't know
You better get on your mission and get down for your dough
See the real niggas ready out here taken control
See I'm screamin' out Mo'
With my pockets on swoll
Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house
Quit bringin' distrust to my spouse
Casuse I'm ready for the kill on look out, look out
If you niggas try to run up on the Bone
I'ma show you like this I'ma pull out my chrome
I don't wanna have to send a nigga home
Lord please take me home
Come and take me home

[Chorus]
[Phil Collins]

Take, take me home
Cause I dont remmeber
Take, take me home
Cause I dont remember

[Krayzie Bone]
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home
Please take me home
When I'm lookin' at my money now
?? livin' foul
I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving
Cause I'm nine-to-five
And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind
I was stayin' up, slangin' up, hangin' up on the block
Duckin' ?? the cops clocked on the night-shift
Didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto
But we finally made it
Stay dedicated to the music we made yeah
Now it's on Bone Thug
Leave alone, came back the next year
Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the go
And what do you know (Oh no)
Eazy, rest his soul
Left us in the mess, I don't regret it
But we better get up and get it, go
Everythang's gon' wrong
Especially Bone, it never been right
I knew it woulda been on
We woulda been tight
We would of been in the zone ridin' so high
Up in the game fire, does, lie
See we used to love makin' music
We was always in the studio, groovin'
We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)
But you know I'm goin' through it
And ain't feelin this rap thing right now
They got me trippin' ready to flip
They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips
They got me trippin' loadin' the clips
They trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it right
now (Right now, now)

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
I'll never give in
I'll never give up
I'll let 'em live in
They sinnin'
They pretend to be tough (Pretend to be tough)
Pretend to be blessed
They want money and women, it's never enough
?? hope nobody knows just too much
You better be good, you know up in the hood it's so,
we give 'em the dough
Fired out, laughin' up
When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk
And to the grave, I been one of the brave
Not one of the slaves
??
And I'll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake
On the television runnin' 'round tellin' niggas be ready for hate
Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face
I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate
Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake
The smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weak
Lost mommy, poppy left home
I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie
Sit list in the back tellin' his selction
His date is probably
Probably my mommy, song
Cryin' for the life of you gone
Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll

[Chorus]

[Wish]
When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong
And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong
We just wanted him to see what we do
You motivated us at the shows we see too
And I really hope u live through what we spit on the song
You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone
Like one said we'll never make it
Like two, thirty mil in they faces
??
Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahs
The music nigga make it back, scandlous
But faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin' now
Gotta keep it comin' fool in my baby's mouth
And things have changed like relationships
Ain't did nothin', now you wanna flip
Suin' people thangs you would've never made on your own
Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood
Bye, think I'm home
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone
You can really help a busta if it ain't ment to be
Wit a little oohwee, wit a little oohwee
I'm tired of tryin' to help these thugs
Lord just guide em' home, guide 'em home

[Chorus]

[Chorus 2x]
(What about us?) What about my niggaz still out on the street?
(What about us?) What about my partners doin' time?
(What about us?) What about this arresting from the police?
(What about us?) What about my young thugs cry?

[Layzie]
Its for my, incarcerated niggaz
That stuck in the pin they coming home
Gotta stay strong cause you aint alone
Remember you always got love from home
They steal this pain and may not know it
I'm a boy and I gotta show it
I hear them cries from the babies
I wish they had a chance don't wanna blow it
But unemployed for all the little girls and boys
You got'sa, love your mom and daddy
And make them wonder why you give them ploys
Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap
But what about that little nigga running the streets
Making a living through his beats
What about these whack ass politicians
They don't care if we live or die
What about that elderly barely breathing, gotta survive on SSI
They say America, it's the land of the free and home of the brave
Its mass hysteria, so bring your knees and hope we can fight
And if bury us, at least we can live as we believe
Dog aint ever gonna break our pride
Aint nothing you can do to keep us weak
And all of my soldiers come together
Get on your feet and get ready to bust
What about this war against terrorism (fuck that)
And what about this war against us

[Chorus]

[Wish]
What about them thugs that's dead and gone
What about them thugs that aint even grown
What about them thugs that out here lost
And aint ever gonna find their way home
Suspicion got you furious, so grab your shit and listen up
Its violence and violence, it's the only way their gonna respect us
If its this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one time
Know we gone, how they sleep at night if they know they be lying
This shit we deal wit', we young black and fit less
Living in the ghetto to ghetto and ghetto
to ghetto cause ghetto is all we know
They beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit
Find out that I'm innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe me
And they wonder why we riot in the damn streets
They can't hold us down we getting all that money
And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some
how they get it they don't care
Try to kick it when you spittin' real smooth
But they listening in my business trying to fuck up my move

[Chorus]

[Bizzy]
Dead niggaz I've been to war
Been tall with shit I seen it all
Like soap operas from ghetto stars
I can tell when rappers getting bored, really
Sometimes she a bitch sometimes my lady
And times when niggaz die she help like I was a baby
The simplest things in life were always the best
Breathing you ass back inhaling when chronic in your chest
Hey somebody call my momma and help me one more time
Before I die my momma she carry me no comma
Niggaz bitches and drama
I recollect walking and stoppin'
Cops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquent
And baby y'all be respecting me
The B.O. it taking me in
Whether we saving fuck the last thing we did
And let the cops see all the shit that I did
Like spittin' on them foxies skied up
In the palm of my dick
This is the life that I love
This is the life that I live
And it's a life full of lust nigga

[Chorus]

[Krayzie]
My partner called me after court
They said they got 25 to life just for slingin' some dope
They making some cheese just to feed their folks
And they like somebody won't go home
Its sad cause its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho'
And what about our boys and young girls
In their wicked young world
Coming to school wit' heaters bustin' their teachers
Whatever happened to family and humanity we posses
What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, don't strees
Crooked coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hood
What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they good
See most of the niggaz still on the street
Still struggling and hustlin' trying to get something eat
Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free
Bone Thug gotta show love, keep it real and really real
And let 'em know about us

[Chorus 2x]

What about us? [Repeat till end]

You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)

[In the 4th line of hook]
Get up and get something

[Layzie]
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop

[Bizzy]
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile

[Hook]

[Krayzie]
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now

[Layzie]
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on

[Hook]

[3LW]
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta

[Wish]
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it

[Hook x2]

[3LW fading]
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice...

[Wish] Man I hear y'all got some good ass weed around here
[Dealer] Yeah nigga, what's happening'? I got you, how much you want? How
much you got?
[Wish] I got about two hundred dog, what's happening'?
[Dealer] I got you weed though
[Wish] Man this ain't no damn chronic! What the fuck?!?!

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Krayzie]
Last night, night, night, was a real bad night for me
(Let me explain to y'all what I'm talking about, man this
Shit was real fucked up for nigga though, I'm stressing)
I bought a sack of weed, when I got home I seen, (they cheated)
That this tree was just a big bag of seed
These niggas have gotten me for my money
I done spent a couple of hundred, Muthafuckers, naw
I guess I gotta chunk it as loss
But I'm mad cause I'm puffin and I'm puffin
And I, I still ain't cough
(Man this shit is not getting me high man, I am not high)
This shit too soft, I need some weed that gotta kick or punch
The shit that fucks you up
That won't hit it and quit it cause you'll be too lifted
After you've taken a hit from the blunt
Your (??) was working me like a downer
I need to be easy, easy, easy

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Wish]
All I wanna do is smoking, and choking
But ain't nobody got no goods, so I gotta move on
I gotta find it really good, good for my lungs
Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause I'm in need for that sticky sticky green
And have my blunt checked, so that nigga had an attitude
Excuse if I'm rude
But that's just the way that the weed, does you do, ooh
Throw your hands up if your weeded, uh huh
Throw your hands up if you need it, come on
I'm searching and I'm searching and I still ain't come up
Why didn't I think of this before lil Dre, let me hit'em on up
I hit'em up, he said he'll come right through
He got the L.A., L.A., I said I'll be right through
I finally got my blunt, I'm feeling so good
But it's so hard to find a real goody good in my hood

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Layzie]
I just got off the plane from Cali, I was smoking so good
Need to get me sac right now let me roll through the hood
Now I can't find Tweet, and Ken out of town
Now I'm thinking what I'ma do when I gotta get high
And then fuck around when it comes to the herb, I slurge
Anything ain't gonna cut it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money
And today I ain't on no budget searching high, low
Out of my mind I'm ready to blow
I'm feeling the stress, I'm getting depressed
Weedman don't love me no more,
nd I'm driving through the city, feeling empty inside
Cause I can't get high and this shit ain't how I ride
Stopping and hollaring at my niggas
Petty hustling and thug felon twice convicted thug felon
Just to see what he was selling
It was the (??) we was in
He swore it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stay calm
Capping twenty in, and stay charmed
My momma never said, momma never said, they'll be days like this
I'm breaking rules but nigga, ooh, I got to blaze this shit

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Bizzy]
You ain't going tell me ain't no sticky in this whole fucking city
Where's the weedman?, when you need them
I want hollas from my niggas all around the way (Wuz up Big Blood!)
My homie Big Blood, he just gave me a sack today, a sack today
And ooh, even though we selling llelli , he pulled lil Bizzy to the side
He insists lil Bizzy you know my lil sister she does braids
My hair must be fucked up, but it's cool though, ooh
Then lil Bizzy pulled up to the side and said
"Hey Big Blood, you got some dro?"

Let me tell me y'all
I...I just wanna tell y'all why, I
I got the bad weed blues
Cause ain't nobody got no gushy, so I'm smoking plenty gobble
Going crazy

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
and you know what I'm sayin KB probably rummin around here gettin some
haah tot tot tot tot tot [funny noize]
You know what it is [laugh]
My niggas we bout to go all the way

[Chorus: Layzie & Krayzie]
(All the way)
And we gone make it to the top on this face
From the cradle to the grave
(All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way
All the way)

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
You willin to test the flesh oh yes
But don't even stress what you heard
Cuz nigga Bone Thugs together forever splittin apart is obsurd
I wish they'd stop wit all of these rumours
Cuz we ain't goin nowhere baby
This is for life..
(All the way)

[Verse 2: Wish]
Bless this seed gotta know where I come from
And you'll sell me ain't going back where I come from
Been blessed with division and when we speak they listen
Well nigga you asked we look and we laugh
Depleted 50% of that mission right in that hand
(All the way)

[Verse 3: Layzie]
Now nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our ground and we put this down
It'll be my niggas we out on the grind
Together forever still one of a kind
Got love for the thugs that grind
(All the way)

[Verse 4: Bizzy]
They tellin me I was the one that was shoot up
And neva got 50/50 then we fillin em
Offer the rhythm and minimum gettin em
'member the neva surrender
Now taties and gentlemen I don't want anymo problems
Gentlemen let's get paid to party
Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)

[Chorus]

[Verse 5:Bizzy]
It's Charles, Bryan, and Steven, Anthony and Stanley
Nigga this family in destiny yall the only thugs wit Grammies
Mash the gigglin jigglin swervin and ribbonin
And while they crackin up off me
I must be invincible wit Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)

[Verse 6: Krayzie]
In this world I'm simply tryna get rich and make a livin'
I ain't really trippin' on no fancy cars or massderah
Even though a nigga duty dippin'
I keep my heat in my lap where I can reach it and pap
(All the way)

[Verse 7: Layzie]
This for makin pushes outta the bushes
And makin these hits stay move the streets
Rebels and warriors all ova the globe
Find their souls to the rockin feet
Maybe to me that's more than money
Better than anything I could imagine
All of ya souljahs keep on smashin
We could chill in the hood look mansion ansion
(All the way)

[Verse 8: Wish]
Everythings gone be a little nicer
Put your load on got a little lighter
Got rid of these bustin these hoes
But I must admit they sum the writer
And that's how ah belead dog
Ain't goin to the bottom wit yall
Nah and i wish of yall could see us bring
(All the way)

[Chorus]

[Verse 9: Layzie]
Hey yo well lil nigga this Bone Thugs
Shoulda know by now we niggas for life
Pullin triggers for life
Gettin figures for life
Nigga done dig and brought to the light
Like Jeffrey Osbourne way back in the day
Better believe me when I tell you dog
[Singin'] We goin all the way

[Verse 10: Bizzy]
How to bail me now better stoppin the psycho
Then slew they
Straight outta the foster home in Cleveland I escaped the Juve
And a little jury and a Shaun Gas army
Been makin money since niggas was doing they thang
Time fucked up the rhyme
(All the way)

[Verse 11: Wish]
Hey Mr. K. Ceiling do you know sumthin's wrong
Top of the line with the realest of thugstas
Ten years and they thought we'd be gone
But Oh No, soon as that little nigga Eazy
Let us put our foot in that door
We mashed we did we dashed
We did whateva till we get that dough
(All the way)

[Verse 12: Krayzie]
They know that we known for doing it
For can a thug is the street That'lil Eazy-E
But its on I keep tellin this niggas there'll neva be anotha Bone
If you goin this way you could go wit Kray
Cuz we (goin......)
(All the way)

[Chorus til fade]

[Outro: Krayzie]
That's right nigga Bone Thugs N Harmony up in this muthafucka 2002
I ain't gone say we back cuz we neva left this muthafucka
Really.
[Bizzy singin'] All the way...

Infrared scope, you put the dot on your target, then you blow the shit out the
motherfucka, Im sure.....killings, robberies, mur-uhh....thievin and
everything.....the whole nine yards...dope dealin, everything, everything you
hear on our records....is true!

[Intro: Krayzie]
That's right Bone Thugs-N-Harmony back up in this muthafucka
Nigga, duce double 0 duce
Lay, B, Wish Flesh
(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug)
I think its time we take these niggas back to the god-damn streets (swattin nigga)
And gave these niggas some of that original (original cleveland heat) heat
Thuggish ruggish bone see
Gun stack off

[Verse 1: Layzie]
See a nigga got fully automatics and I let them loose
Tha 12 gauge two grenades nigga got them too
Ya damn right I shoot
If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do
And If I roll wit you
Ima be that little nigga off the hook man
Talk about look man
If I see anigga disrespect one mo time
Put out my foot on his line and leave him burnt up cookin
Yeah I break off off my heat cuz when I'm in the streets
And I hit these streets
I'ma keep my peace until a nigga want beef
But If he fuckin wit me then Ima turn raw meat cuz
I'm just a Bone Thug little bitty nigga wit strong nutz
Platinum eva since E put us down
You know the talk of the town them long bud
Now you fuckin wit a lion strugglin tryin to see these thugs
Tryna get rid of us like the war on drugs
But a nigga keep comin like I told you he was
So lemme close the door
Don't be comin to this muthafucka knockin
Lookin for some action
I'ma tell you right now what's happenin
Nigga it's our time and hell yeah we blastin

[Hook: Krayzie]
If yall muthafuckas think we willin
P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
You ain't gotta listen nigga Ima make you feel it
Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
Buck buck

If yall muthafuckas think we willin
P-U-M-P nigga come on wit it
You ain't gotta listen but I'ma let you hear it
Pump, Pump, Buck buck buck buck buck
Buck buck

[Verse 2: Krayzie]
Leathaface in the place and I'm warned you niggas
I'm coming quicker than a goddamn missile
Movin and huntin, steady winnin out a nigga
With penetration equivalent to muthafuckin pistols
I get up in ya system cripple a nigga quick
I'm rippin a nigga shit like grippin a nigga bitch and sell this
You see I shoot fo the temple
I'ma try to bust a nigga mental in the middle of his dome
Back up in this muthafucka wait a minute nigga we neva left
Ain't even got started yet (yeah)
We kickin in the muthafuckin door
Once again for war so nigga get ya army ready
I got a nation of niggas ready to fuck up the enemy
If i give em the oil them nigga show me they warriors
All ova we victorious takin ova ya territory
Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level
All you feel it when I kill it hit it spit it
Get it crackin in this muthafucka right when we the illest
Same muthafuckas got the fuck up outta Cleveland
Nigga we came up but we still creepin
And we still put it down nigga even though we four strong
Flesh gone come home, Bone gone stay Bone
When the 5th Dawg gets loose it gone be on

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Bizzy]
It's the original bang bang and I don't give a fuck about none of these muthafuckas
Still get down foe my damn thang
Tell a nigga that I concentrate come on down to the land let us blastinate
People lookin at me like he's too nasty to date
Gimme my dick back we in the last days every second got a muthafucka passin away
Fast to the bass that we fell wit the jazz and ah [buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck]
In a mask at my home with no men in a mansion to get a little piece of this American dream
I spit venom thru the pipes as I smoke in em
I shit rhythm and I'm nice ain't no competition [fart sound] (Ewwww)
It smell good and the weed still sell good for the lay bits
Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad
(What the fuck you think you doing..........)
I give a fuck who you ridin with or that nigga that you slidin with
He ain't a killa he just somebody to vibe with
Somebody tell this nigga motha who he died with
So silly!! [So silly silly silly silly ]
Pumped up Big Willy I don't really think he really
I don't really think he really, I don't think he know!
Hit him with the crossbow monto-mental little lost soul
I been on so!!!!!

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Wish Bone]
Niggas the Thugs homie we the muthafuckas that be ready to roll
You know niggas that be waitin in the blisterin cold for you to come home
Sneak in the door and we go go
I ain't gotta hear what you tryna prove
Put ya hands on ya nuts and get ready to move
And I can't why I'm thug mighty
Gang of thugs that thug just like me
I don't give a fuck if its north or south
If a nigga talkin shit we gone wipe his mouth
That's just how it is put it on my kids
Bodies zipped up fuck that fuckin wit Wish
We out to ge these millions
While these niggas steady chillin
If it ain't about the money don't comment
Cuz I don't undastand it like you from anotha planet
Cuz its all about money god dammit
So do whathca gotta blast if ya hafta
I'ma get mine in the streets duck strappin
Steady makin moves we'll move on you if we hafta
Really don't matter

[Hook]
What's crackelackin dog
That's gonna be so tight, (cuz the Bone Thugs)
I know
(Ya say Bone Thugs) (u hear me?)
I hear you I hear too (Just lovin it..love..... straight up Bone Thug Muzik)
Yeah me too dog me too

[Hook til fade]
(Bone Thug Bone Thug Bone Thug)

Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
And we're yet to be replaced
Krayzie Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
And check my style
And in your vein like a drug
And I got niggas passed out on the floor
They done overdosed on the thugs
I done sold over 30 million records
You niggas better check it before you get up and disrespect it
And that weed for twenty-four seven nigga
I never knew a nigga that can smoke a pound like me
Or get down like me
And they don't make them like me
Thugs-N-Harmony nigga the name will never die
No matter how mad these niggas is actin'
We gon go platinum
So back that shit up before we blast this bitch up
Then you get the picture ol' fag ass nigga
Playas is what you want
Then come and get it fresh off the grill well done
Hot and ready
We don't give a fuck what you want with niggas and bitches
You be fuckin' with this and you will fill that I'm hot and ready
And you will know what I mean
I'll be the thuggish ruggish nigga on the block
With two glocks it don't stop
I bust one time and muthafuckas call the cops on me
Thug you don't know me
So don't think y'all finna hold me
Cause homie niggas don't know me

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
And we're yet to be replaced
Layzie Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]
Now Uh-oh uh-oh
Oh no he didn't and bitch I did it yes I admit
It you full of that bullshit you need to quit it
Nigga hit it
Go and play those drums
Steady on money
And going to get me some
You fuckin' with a nigga that's number one
Doin it just for fun and now look at him run
On some dumb shit not the assassin
Imma keep smashin'
Stackin my chedda chedda
Nobody can do it better
Whatevea whatevea, ya then I'm going to turn killa
Better be knowin how the game go
In touch with the real nigga
Nigga I'm the drama
Bring it nothin' but tough shit
You could put this on yo mama
Nigga I'm gonna make you love this
Me and DJ Heist shootin' dice in the back of the ally
Finna jump back in the Caddy
Man we won them beat the badly

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Bizzy Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
Lock up the shit
As quick as a nigga can lock up his bitch
With a cock in is pit
Bleedin' right after we cocked him up in his crib
Rottin' in rich with a semi-automatic shotgun
Get the poppin' away up in a flick
Lookin' at the crowed all nerves and shit
My nigga Los was hittin' banks and shit
Set aside these little gangsta bitch
Cop killa we dotta love the incog neta
With as tasty as his mama as she chookin' in a casino
Man incafino niggas is only out fo they self
and expect the kids to help and set shit on the shelf
Filthy niggas get (??) and die
Like grape juice and wealth
I've been waitin' for you to start talkin' to somebody else
And we thinkin' about god in this reputation
Pussy Niggas who hatin'
How the fuck is my relations
I'm ready to get some pressure
Self built ward my local niggas are stotin'
Stakin' and makin' in dikie suits with the matchin' bandanas
Dippin' around, dippin' around
Can't nobody catch us

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Wish Bone they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Verse 4: Wish Bone]
We came up Eazy died you think we was gon give up
We still some raw
Don't you deny you know we brought this game up
From the DJ's to the VJ's
From the niggas from the essay's
You know we brung this game up
Everybody knows Thugs-N-Harmony
From the beginnin' these niggas was trippin'
And wonder why I be flippin'
Who gives a fuck why I moved out of the hood dippin'
Cause these niggas don't know how to act
Catch you slippin' and I'll react
Nigga fuck what you heard
Fuck with Bone
That's a fact
Step on anybody and be ready for this movement
I've been a thug gon stay a thug
I don't talk about it I do it
Now let me explain when we came in this game
We was young thugs oh-ah all this money nigga what
Now how you blamin' a nigga with all this cash
Young black heated with a attitude like kiss my ass
We aplogise to all our fans with hands in the stands
But fuck these niggas writin' in these magazine nigga man DAMN!

[Hook: Krayzie Bone]
Back to set it straight we never left and can't break up
and we're yet to be replaced
Bone Thugs they say uh uh oh uh uh oh

[Unknown lady]
Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish and we can't forget about Flesh y'all
and don't forget about Flesh, Bone Thugs y'all

thangs can get rouf when u live in the ghetto you gotta survive no matter the
pain nigga could b hurtin life could be hurtin nigga fa surtin this is a game
man play it ta win never let the system think they got chu if u relentless they
cant stop you let em hang they gone watch you yea we the enemy's of the world
wont let no territories hol me gots to get up get out an get something that's
what they told me back in the dayz didn't have no pops tah piss when in the
door wit out em now im ballin an doin my thug thang laughin at them dollars
holla holla if u hear me shorty ima live ever day if its my last only the
winner gonna get the glory what u thought I play for keeps put it down wicked
in these streets heavily armored wit the heat jus in case a nigga want the some
heat being broke I know the feeling that's y im paper chasein this cash better
b smart an keep a stash never no how long its gone last you do the math
hustling niggas multiply ___ bone thugs lil layzie 30 million an counting come
on



Hook

money money that mighty dollar dollar gotta get my grind on grind on grind on I
don't wana b broke no more x 2



Bizzy

u cant break me none of u niggas can stop me an none of u niggas can hurt me an
even worse comes to verse time to get down an dirty fuck the qujie cant curse
me NWA Eazy-E that's the nigga that birth me thug style muthafucka nigga
___tied by the testify satan cant confide my peers no__ inside my fears dropped
tears for niggas that died imma b sanctified mind gone an I think we running
bloody___ an the got damned baby's daddy an imma b damned to hell if I don't
provide an that's y I yell B-E-N-Z ride straight to the corner down to the
side(yea) in the B-E-N-Z rollin around the corner with the F- O-R-T-S-E-V-E-N
an nigga cant fuck wit me not even the devil wit the B-O-N-E T-H-U-G spell it
muthafucka



Hook



Wish

scantless straight up outta the hood type nigga stick ups, robberys, then we
didn't give fuck niggas any ways for money so we mashed we dashed, get paid
right in ___ twisted in some part an im getting up in that ass ___ ur money
keep it comin show me love we make this gotta get my __slip its about mine its
harder to get im serious don't play gotts to pay wish the streets will come
back real fast on that ass ya feel me cuz I don't wanna b broke no more
standing in front of the liquor store wit rocks no more came from anit never
hadin that to been an done that its like reversing time in my mind I cant go
back fuck that



Hook



Krayzie

I come up wit nigga never had nuthin but hard times I was always grinding Anit
fuckin around in the hood into the bullshit but im surviving I gotta get me
some money man for the love of the cheddar a nigga will rob yo ass if I caught
a nigga flossin cash we was four niggas, an we shown niggas, an u know niggas
gotta scheme an cop on some green, an lookin fo everything an flez the seen,
clean an we was niggas who stood on the block an caught a few rocks a couple of
glocks when the cops came nobody had the nuts to say are name they call me the
dummy man I sell em a fat 20 piece an reach for me pump pump (pump pump  cuz
the fiends they get awfully mad when they c that I fucked up shit an took em
for they last dollar hey holla man I anit giving a fuck its do or die so get on
the ground lay it down give me some money my nigga pow I anit awaiting I need
it now (right now) anit 2 nuthing changed im still on the grind in deuce double
o deuce im jus a little more serious bout my reefa here (my show me)



Hook



Krayzie

let me here u say make money money make money money make it, let me here u say
take money money take money money take it (x2) dollar bill ya'll that dollar
bill I gotta gotta gotta have that dollar bill ya'll, that dollar bill ya'll
that dollar bill ya'll I gotta gotta gotta gotta have that dollar bill ya'll

Wassup?
Nothin just bangin'. ["I see you tryin to play me" x4 in background]
What's up wit you?
That's cool
Hey
I just got a call from my momma, you know wha I'm sayin?
Said she got call from my lawyer
And guess what?

[Krayzie - Hook]
Lawyer just told me, he told me what it is
That bastards not my babyyyyy. ["not mine" x4 in background]
I see you tryin to play me, (babyyyyy [x2])
I see you tryin to play me. (babyyyyy [x2])
You know, why me?
[x2]

[Krayzie - Verse 1]
I guess you blamed it on the wrong nigga, it ain't mine
I took the test and the results read it, you was lyin. (bitch you was lyin, lyin)
But you was cryin in my motherfuckin face
And all the while tellin niggas how you fin to get paid off Kray'
Thought you had a bone
Bitch got shit all wrong, a y'all know
I was suspicious from the front door, (front door)
Wasn't surprised when the ho took me to court and say she want do
Now the bitch has got the people in my business, (all in my business)
They come to find out, ain't even one of my children
You illin, playin with these kids man
You're dead wrong, got this baby callin me daddy
But daddy's a unsolved mystery
Cause appearently mommy ain't carin what she sleeps now
What ya gone do?
Tell her the truth or say I left you, like ho's do

[Krayzie - Hook]
[repeat hook x2]

[Layzie - Verse 2]
I shoulda knew your ass was drama
Round here tellin everybody yous my baby mama
Sayin I'm a buy you this and that like I'm your fuckin sponser
Look your honour, I ain't payin a dime
Because that young'n right there mine
I ain't lyin, I ain't no deadbeat daddy, with intent to be neglectin
All I wanted was some sex, but now she tryin to get a check
But baby hold on won't you wait a minute
The DNA a read negative, fuckin these chickens ain't no way to live
They tryin to get up in your pockets and break you down
For 18 years, so who rapin who now
Ninety-nine point nine percent not
I mean I ain't that baby father, I ain't gotta be bothered
With all that bullshit you stressin me with, testin my wits
I'm just about to slap in the clip, and do me a bitch
I'm through with this shit, I keep it real with my lady
Now you chickens that play me, don't knock that nigga little Layzie

[Child] Catch
Mo-mmy, hey mommy where's my da-ddy, where's my da-ddy?
[x4]

[Bizzy - Verse 3]
I chip in, cause I'm chillin enough
Makin mill-i-ons, she wants some do, bitch NO!
Go get a J-O-B
Willin to help and I, help yourself for sho
I better play daddy
Comin out a woman in wich she never had me
Sadly, always in transition leavin gladly
Shit, I tried to be the papi
Nothin 'gainst the baby, momma can't make me happy
Fuck yeah I'm crazy, my father never knew about me
I was young, while another man mad at me
I got no real fam, maybe it's swellin straight
God I love you Lay', noone get in the way

[Krayzie - Hook]
[repeat hook x2]

[Wish - Verse 4]
Why can't we pressure these broads, the way they pressure on us
That paper came and it read that nigga wasn't my son
Why can't we counter sue these bitches on the way they do us
Test one, test two, said I wasn't the one
So you can cancel that mo-ney!
Ri-din!, and flossin my mo-ney!
Oooh, I know you had a plan, lo-vely!
I hope the real baby daddy live his life, y-eah!
And you can tell your little girlfriend to stay out my face
I see you ain't told her the results of what you got in your case
You get's nada, what you ain't heard
I ain't the real baby's father, not a dollar
I guess the best is the best, somebody woulda got hurt
Cause I ain't payin for nothin, I got for free with no work
You so scandalous
Heard about my Benz, look they came and tried to relate us
Damn!

[Krayzie - Hook]
[repeat hook x4]

Beitch [x3 til fade]

Ooooh, oooo, cleveland
oh yeah
Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah

[Hook]
Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks

[Chorus overlappin hook]
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
Nigga wuz born and brought up in Cleveland
Cool quiet just like my daddy
When I wuz thuggin out in the alley
With my boys in a stolen Caddie
I wuz shootin the pree blowin some weed
And every now and then I sip some Hennesey
And after my niggas wuz bustin we probably wuz lookin for trouble
Uh Oh here come the po po
Yall better toss that llello quick and tuck ya bankroll
Don't think I forgot where I come from dog cuz I know
Cleveland Ohio fo sho where we slang dope in the slo

[Verse 2: Wish]
I'm from the streets the streets of Cleveland
Its manditory you need it cuz niggas'll catch ya slippin
and niggas'll leave ya bleedin
Fuck what they said about Bone catch us anywhere
Grab a couple of my St. Claire niggas take us anywhere
We don't care
Handle that and take care of that
If it goes like that then it goes like that
It's Cleveland (Cleveland)
Its manditory to leave these niggas bleedin (bleedin)
And you could neva hate against Bone you wrong
U know we brung it on so strong

[Verse 3: Layzie]
We get em, split em, we hit em
And Bone been the shit since I could remember
Befo most of these niggas even thought about rap
We wuz screamin out no surrender
With a gat in the hand runnin wild in the land
With a pocket full of boulders
Po po know they can't hold us
When they east dog comin from the shoulders
And the older niggas they told us
U gotta get down fo yo hustle
Got glocks to show you this muscle
Get the money little nigga don't struggle
That's no bitch nigga that's the rules
All my Cleveland niggas said to me
They're the ones that gave this game to me
Ima push this shed to the head ya see

[Verse 4: Bizzy]
Ya better believe Syann I be scared when I wuz there
Nigga you know I ain't goin nowhere
Your mother wuz my mother
Ya brotha wuz right here
In the Columbus but they loved me not
When I went to Cleveland they said where you been
When I'm unconditional with my loving
And at the C-L-E-V-E...L-A-N-D
And we get bucked on the block block block block
And nigga remember I said weee this for we
And all them niggas that love down in Columbus nigga Cleveland Rocks

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Vamp]
Cleveland St. Claire

[Outro: Bizzy (shoutin out)]
Wanna lend shouts out to all the St. Claire SCT's
St. Claire Thugs Original O.G.'s Gangsters
Shouts out to Buck, Fred Warr, Rod J, Tye, Troy rest in peace
We'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down the way
Cuz Cleveland Rocks nigga and we love u
I'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down there on Hull
Keep the struggle keep the movin ang going baby
I wanna send shouts out to my kins my niggas
What's up my niggas [laughin]
I told yall we wuz gone give yall some love nigga what [laughin]
I wanna send shouts out to my Breman niggas
My Addams family niggas
My 10-5 gangster street heroin sellin niggas
I wanna send shouts out to my niggas all the way on 145th on St. Claire nigga
152nd on St. Claire nigga
U better believe in SCTs nigga for life nigga
Big Ben, 88th nigga
Please believe in 95th, 92nd, 96th
And don't forget about 99 in this bitch
[Laughin] economies decoders biz North America
Right on St. Claire baby
Right on St. Claire baby
Send this to B's nest
Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Browns
Pleezbaleevit, the C-L-E...L-A-N...D
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Wish Flesh Krayzie Bizzy and that lil nigga Layzie

Indeed if I fall, everytime I'm fallin, fallin, there's no doubt God helps me
rise.....

Wish
That he do, that he do......

Krayzie
With the everyday bullshit I be doin thru, I be hopin just to make it thru
another day, lookin for another way, to live my life in peace, get away, I stay
high with my gun, paranoid so if they come, then I dump dump dump, that's
really all that I got for ya, this life is crazy, I might go crazy, if I'm
down, don't let em break me, so I stop and I pray to god, oh Lord, forgive me
for my worldly lies, and help me thru this pain of mine, pray and I pray, I
pray, that I can just see the light and fly away, away, away, away, but I know
I can call on, you when I'm all alone, whenever I fall, I fall, I fall.......

Hook

Wish
Situations got me thinkin was it worth this, and then I got to thinkin cause I
love this, stay down, it'll work itself in time, don't be misled by these
troubles in life, everybody wants that miracle, just so far from from where
will it go, if it's meant to be then it'll come for sure, for sure, and I know,
I know, it gets hard sometimes, but don't you give up, it's gonna be better
times, if you believe, just believe, it's no tellin what you'll recieve, livin
proof, look at me, look at me, look at me......and ya gotta love this gift that
we been blessed with, I do, number one and can't nobody touch this, ya know,
gotta hit my knees and let him know, I thank you, without you, where would I
be, where would I go.....

Hook

Layzie
Ain't no tellin what this life bound to bring, one day ya here, the next day ya
gone, that's why I try to live right, don't wanna live wrong, ain't no
guarantee if ya gone make it home, what go around come around, everybody know
that its real when you speakin the kharma, so do unto others like you wanna be
done, like Mary J...no more drama, I'm a paper chaser, believe that, on the
ground where I plant my feet at, if it's not about money I don't need that, you
can keep that gossip, can't you see that, stay locked on my mission cause most
of these niggaz in the world ain't thinkin bout the future, young black
entrepreneur, and I'm out to get more, so baby open the door, they gotta let me
in, cause again and again, I done said that I was gone get dollars, if it's not
about cheese, I'll holla, fuckin with a nigga that'a way too polished, if the
road get rough, I'ma stand my ground, keep my faith and call on the Lord, and I
don't have to worry no more, even if I fall......

Hook

Bizzy
I'ma be a soldier, ready for gunshots, for the day I see Jehovah, you think you
know us, nigga though you don't, so, don't think that I made it just cause
Crossroads, little measily Grammy ain't did nothin for my family, no artist is
that fast, and scared to tell the truth, and the hardest niggas I see is raisin
they youth, little food for thought since all of y'all bullshittin, admit it,
you say anthing uplifting it'll be distance to the kids that used to listen to
ya, ______ Anglo-saxon essence of abuse, you're better alive, county or prison
met solid kitchen, better survive in your own trinity, prison, infinity's
waitin on ya, baby swallow your pride, and maybe you'll ride......

Hook

Flesh-n-Bone: You know when i aint reading i'm writing my lyrics you no doing,
you know work on these lil keyboards if i aint doin that i'm studing, studing
up on this, on my religion all Islam, you know try'n to be the best Muslim i
can be

Krayzie Bone: I know you done had to knock you a motherf***er out now huh

Flesh-n-Bone: yeah i had to knock me a nigga out one time, that was the last
you know, once you, once you get that spice out the way all the rest of them
just move aside and wont test you after that but g i had to knock a big nigga
out once

Krayzie Bone: so what you needing right now hommie

Flesh-n-Bone: what i'm needing right now

Krayzie Bone: What you needing the most you know what i'm sayin like what the
most shit on yo mind right now

Flesh-n-Bone: aaw man to hold my wife you know what i'm say'm to kick it with
my babies but you know i need to but you know i can't do none of that right now
so you know you know basically you know you know while you up in here there
aint to much you gone be needing you know what i'm say'n to keep the books fat

Krayzie Bone: I know you been in that mothaf***er writing and you came up with
some s*** huh

Flesh-n-Bone: definitly, writing all kind of, know what i'm say'n i got to stay
fresh up on the you know this is what i do this is what i was born to do, so
yall know, man yall come on man yall know i gotta stay fresh up you know the
flesh gone be flesh you know i gotta come i gotta stay wicked like the stack
suppose to
-acapo