1.1st Of Tha Month
Bone thugs-n-harmony
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. it's the first of
the month,
So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and
come on.
Krayzie：
Hey, my niggas, we havin' a wonderful day, and i won't front
with ya. why？ 'cause it's the first of the month. and now i be
smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts, and sippin' on forty ounces,
thug
Come, come, we got the blunts and rum. from jumpin' all night,
we high. hit up the block to where？ east 99. i get with my nigga
to get me some llello. double up, nigga, what you need？ we
Eed to get p.o.d.'ded. fiend for the green leaves. give it up,
it's the first for sure. better lay low, 'cause the po-po creep
S that llello, keep your bankroll. yeah, we havin' a
celebration. love to stay high, and ya better believe when it's
time to grind, i'm down for mine, crime after crime. fin to
creep to the p
Ause mom's got the grub on the grill. if we got the food, you
know it's the first of the month, and my nigga, we chills for
real.
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of
the month,
So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and
come on.
Bizzy：
Wake up, and i see that my sister was already dressed. she said,
'i'm gonna run and go get my stamps. watch and make sure no one
snatches my check.' nigga, that's the mailman. sort
Ugh the mail, and put it up in-a me pocket. then i be hittin'
the ninety-nine to get me a dub for forty duckets. but ain't no
bucket, ride that rita, hop on the ten to the clair, ready to
get
P with-a me thugs, and i cash that dub. man, i gotta get there.
playa-playa, holla, holla, st.clair got much to offer, whether
it be weed on 93 or off on the glock-glock for some dollars, so
ge
Ag of dope and a quarter roll, oh. most all of my niggas got the
same, and we gonna roll it all up to smoke it. hittin' that
reefer, hydro. been known to cut, so fuck them po-po. toss all
th
Ello, then roll with the chrome to say mo. runnin' through the
alley, (and in to my way), hop on the second to sundown. nose
run from january on down to december, i'm lovin' the first of
the m
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of
the month,
So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and
come on.
Wish：
It's the first of the month. gotta grind, gotta get mine in the
hood that i claim, and i slang on the double nine. now to find
them dubs, gonna get a forty. can a thug get love？ what's up？
O slang on my corner, nigga, you's a goner. st. clair niggas
don't like that. and sellin' them dummies, makin' that money,
come back, nigga, get pap pap. from the first to the fifteenth
nigga
Ke plenty weed, but i gotta save, gotta come up. put my rocks in
the cut. when i get high, nigga, blaze that blunt. time to roll
to the pad, count out my profits, and add it to the stash. go
Atch my back, see, for niggas that's tryin' to rob me, fool, but
never no shorts or no losses, dumpin', keepin' these niggas up
off me. see, gotta serve the whole block, spend a couple bills,
t
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of
the month,
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks
and come on.
Layzie：
Wakin' up feelin' buzzed off early in the morning, stretchin',
i'm yawnin', lightweight bent, chug-a-lug-a, take a fifth to the
dome, 'cause then i can kick it with my trues. but it is the
firs
I'm gettin' me hustle on. hop on the phone, callin' up krayzie
bone, 'wanna know, did you're o.g. check come？'
'i'm a hop on the bus with biz.'
And i'm comin' with blunt after blunt of this skunk--nigga, t,
just put me down. oh, god, how i love when the first come
around, now, me freakin' me black and milds. head across town,
'cause n
The first get celebrated. rushin' to the block, 'cause i wanna
get faded. lookin' all wild, 'cause i'm need me hair braided. we
heavy off into this game. true to the first, just call me that
Slang：them nickels and dimes, the twenties, the fifties. the
first be the day for the dopeman slangin' that cocaine, fool,
and i'm workin' late tonight. and all them fiends be lovin' them
th
'cause i got them rocks for them pipes. come, come up with them
ends. i gotta get paid on the first, gotta blaze up me spliff.
you're live with the bone thugs, poetic hustla'z, and the gravey
Hift on the first.
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of
the month,
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks
and come on.
2.2 Glocks
Bone thugs~n~harmony
Btnhresurrection
Krayzie
(panic time, bring your gun)
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all＃ fuck with
(fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get
shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all＃ you could
(fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we
I still be the thuggish ruggish, nigga. dressed in all black
khakis, fatigues,
And boots. still don't give a fuck about the law. still run with
a pump in my
Car and fuck who you are! you fuckin' with a couple of niggas
that's really
Insane. i'm talkin' loco, krayzie as hell◇it ain't just a
name◇it's the game.
We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of
screws loose in my
Brain. besides that, man ain't nothin' changed. look at me now,
i'm still a
Thug, nigga i still smoke bud. (you know) you know i still
represent st. clair
Wig-split, shit, nigga what？ this is bone thug. niggas thinkin'
i told ya but
We put it down like that. and whoever we got to fuck up to prove
that we do it,
And keep on movin'. guess who's back up in the house？ original
cleveland
Criminals niggas just send 'em subliminal messages like 'murda,
mo murda
Murda!' never forgot where we come from. watch how you move your
tongue. cause
I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass and smash and
crash. protect
My niggas for
Combat, leather face at 'cha and on your ass like i was a
heat-seeker, quickly
The reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in cleveland.
Layzie
I be the smoothest lil' nigga, you can meet me (me). but nigga,
you fuck with
Me, then i'ma fuck with you. introduce you to this heat. i sweep
the street.
When i draw down, let me hear ya say 'fuck the law!' now. rawest
niggas in the
Town, ready to thug and go down. 'go pound for pound,' nigga
that's the motto.
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real, nigga, keep
it real. show me
Your game. i'm sure gon' claim what the fuck is mine, my nigga
i'll take it.
Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break
it. gimme your
Money, drop them keys, it's a jack-move bitch! and since you
haters ain't got
No business that's how we attack your shit. nigga we'll smack
your bitch in the
Middle of the grammy. and the media might ban me. nigga this mo
thug family is
For real.
Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all＃ fuck with
(fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get
shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all＃ you could
(fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we
Bizzy
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. 'fore it all
gets spent up.
And you wanna get rid of a hood bitch with game. and every bitch
said i'm a
Good bitch fuckin' with my wood grain. everybody still playin'
that hood game
Quiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) especially when it's tired. my
environment ain't
Nothin' but niggas dyin' in them chemical-fed injections in
jasper, texas.
Split up these niggas off in different sections. don't hate my
message. destiny
Led to mimic, chastity for my daughter. wad up a nigga's sherm,
and come listen
To the sermon. swervin' in my surburban, lick it up with the
bottle. but
Everybody know i got some problems. had dreams of the apollo.
the fiends had
Faith in me. suckas wouldn't run. a nigga not insane. niggas
still with
Me◇bone. somehow they turn up. run up and get your sign. run
blindly, elevate
Through time, nowhere to hide.
Flesh
Our dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. nigga, you
drippin', soakin'
With bloodly body be beggin' me. you know what you should've
capped like 2pac
With a glock. they're deadly. better not upset my thug
mentality, sucka. you
Know you done fucked up, don't you niggas？ runnin' up blastin'
gas craters.
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky？
could it be a
Bird, or maybe it's even a plane. for the untamed, insane human,
only the 5th
Dawg. fuck you thought, muthafuck fame, for the fact the shit is
a phat game
Goin' remain number one in the land. flesh, strangle the gang.
bang-bang, bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the lord, i say. now how
many times will i
Have to slay today？ will i raise my guage？ oh god ! how will i
teach 'cha, but
It's these tactics that he daily practice. they gonna let you.
don't have it？
Have it! runnin' up you sons of bastards! blast it! we sons of
assassins, match
It, collecting more cash. that's true, you're feeling that,
niggas said all my
Babies ge
T a million. struggle with a villian, hit ＆em with a venomous
blow! i call on
My mighty archangel. gonna surround my soul, but go with the
calico yo! we the
Tightest, you know mo' the mighty. yes, trues humbly united. my
family never
Divided： desperado, thug line, mo thug, millennium, 7th sign.
for the fbi, you
Wanna come test my enterprise？ bitch, you better go think twice,
and open up
Your muthafuckin' eyes! these niggas can't fuck with the 5th
dawg, finna
Parlay! everyday stormin' your way, you better lay low, so you
might just duck
When i buck guage! can't you see my niggas having a ball all
day. since we
Havin' a ball all day, muthafuckas player hate!
Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all＃ fuck with
(fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get
shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all＃ you could
(fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we
3.Battlezone
4.Bnk
Eazy-e featuring bone thugs-n-harmony
Eazy-e：
Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa
Eazy-e：
Black nigga killa. hate brought death around the block as a
hollow point bust through the punk's back. raisin' cain, feel no
pain as i penetrate. nigga five deep as i strike at a quick
pace.
T the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my mind so my soul is a
threat to all mankind. born to kill, i'm wicked by nature,
'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. a
30.06
The scope i make a skinhead brain bust all across the west
coast. muthafuckas catchin' heat as i bring anger, and release
more danger from my chamber. the evil in my blood is possessed,
so i
Low from the back slow and push lead through that nigga's flesh.
ain't no hope when every nigga wants to be the nine-milla, on
the trigger, the black nigga killa.
Krayzie：
We be the mighty warrior. black nigga killa, what's up？ you
ready to die？ you think you can fuck with them thug niggas？ come
on, tell me the truth, nigga. look in my eyes. bitch, we get liv
One thugs-n-harmony, nigga--cleveland's thuggish ruggish niggas
still down with the thug shit. buck, buck, bust. let 'em know we
still run this bitch just like an assassin. say, nigga, we nic
Can get nasty. get into war, what else can it be？ nigga, you
know what we came here for. you know, when we shot through the
door, my niggas was serious, playin no jokes. just 'cause i'm a
r
, you thought it's for show？ okay nigga let's see if this a real
fo'-fo'. you thought we was studio, saw us on video, seen us in
He bullets, better dodge 'em. i sneaks up behind, so i'm fuckin'
with killas. nigga, don't make me kill ya. got a bodybag for any
you bitches thinkin' you realer.
Wish：
hard, if you ready to roll. niggas out tryin' to fuck with us,
but i'm givin' you one warnin'--that's a no-no. 'cause i got
what you
If you are ready to die, to die, to die. nigga, bye bye. shots
might be fired. yep. everybody gon' run？ naw. shootin' at me？
better hit me or one day . fire! here i come, come. and you
but bone go pap pap. really just out for the money, ya'll.
really won't hurt none of y'all, but playas went too far so i
say, ＆qu
Ck y'all. fuck y'all, y'all, y'all haters. all, y'all, y'all,
y'all haters.'
Eazy-e：
Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa.
Flesh-n-bone：
I'm servin' these bitches daily. i'm a black nigga killa--that's
what you can label me. unfadable, see？ you don't really wanna
fuck with us. you can't touch us. you ain't able. rest in pea
Flesh creep and sneak with a streetsweeper. niggas don't ever
know what hit 'em. i split 'em and snatch they soul like the
reaper. have you ever seen a killer, dressed in a trench coat,
sold
A hundred pounds？ rollin', downin' a fifth of rose when i
stroll, and who wanna fuck with me now？ lay 'em all down when i
creep through your town and clown. i bet you feela this nigga
behind t
Igger, clack back. stack, that black nigga killa.
Layzie：
rollin' with big guns, ain't no playin', stayin' down for the
murda mo', slayin'. aw, shit. just to let you know, man, that
187 f
ride for me, and that's the way it's gon' be： n.w.a, nigga
b-o-n-e. all around the world, most dangerous groups, marchin'
like t
. lace your boots, be ready to shoot, 'cause if you ain't then a
bullet might hit you. picture yourself in a coffin--so stiff and
cold, full of formaldehyde. better scatter, dodge 'fore this
T lodged in your ass, simply for the cash. been around the
world, seen so many faces and so many places. aced this game,
while they try to erase this daily basis. gimme my space, shit,
show m
E love, though. just pump your fist in the air and holler, 'mo!'
could you do me that？ and i'll hit you back. little nigga just
wanna know where my thugs at. some at the track on
Ack. oh, yes, some niggas on corner 'r
Ound sellin that crack. some of my thugs grave long gone, lot of
my niggas' at home playin' bone. could they rest in peace？ my
niggas sleep. makaveli, biggie smalls, and eazy-e. t-rock got
Shoot 'em up.
Eazy-e：
Black nigga, killa, killa, killa, killa.
5.Body Rott
chorus (krayzie)：
I say the war shouldn't stop
Until these playa-hatin niggaz body rott (body rott)
Nigga the war shouldn't stop
Until these mothafuckin cops body rott (body rott)
(x2)
Krayzie：
We presist smoke blunts
Youll never find a thuggish bunch of niggaz like us
Dont be so quick to test us
I be laodin my bust
Im a have to talk to eazy through the ouija
So i can see if maybe he can tell me
Why ya hatin on me bitin on me
Why ya want me to show a nigga leatherface in me
Dont fuck around nigga he's a real buck em down nigga
Motherfuck rampin how bout fuckin with me now nigga
Nigga get ya chips from ya bras get high
Then ya bras get cheese from niggas and ride
Everynody wanna party even the niggaz with problem
Hey nigga we'll solve em cuz bitch we'll squash em
You dont know me fuck you when you got beef
But you also got no clothes no style and no mo teeth
See me rampin on yo tv actin
And its a fact that when you see us in person
That we wouln't flex so show you no action
Down for mine, got to show a nigga time 2 time
So i figga i slow down the rhyme
So they can understant i sing with so much anger and pain
That if i jump then ill exlpode like a fuckin grenade
Nigga, fuck calm time to ring the alarm
Break the niggaz out of prison killin all the gaurds
Power to the people givin people the power
To put it down in yo city
And fuck dem hill billies
Nigga i cant stand no motherfuckin po-po
But we gon start killin these bitches and takin no more
Yea, mothug the only click that i claim
Although we all be on tha bangin
You can say i role wit a gang
And this is seen checkers in tha making
So nigga continue with the remains
Chorus
Bizzy：
I heard, i heard, i heard....
Yeah nigga we heard of anotha murder
So when they got the tyrone
Flipin the flow now let it burn
When tha pistol they polish it off
Rollin withbone
Bitch, you know we come with
Black dat please
In the 1999 with my feet up in indonesia
Were there be no beat
Release the beat
Gotta rid tha streets
And getta my peeps
？？？？but they cant me
？？？？？？？？？？？？？？？？
？？？？？？？？？？？？？？？？
Its never a trench
Nigga betta use your arms betta use your fists
Pick up my cannon and get get yea
Were gonna fuck you up？？？？
Were corrupt as a 40 dollar fuck
Come and get fucked up
And get out tha county niggaz get rallyed
Duck in an alley dissapear pear
In an ally
Reapear pear off in cali
If ya fell me daddy early
I was taught like a man man
And we do shiticly
With tha band
Now look at me platnum fuck da rap
We caught a bith made hation
Nation now a dayz on oc-u-pation
So why you hate me still cant fade me
Im waiting on me
Because a point of view was made with the song
Im ready to go pop pop pop pop pop
Chorus
Layzie：
How do you see me when you see me
Drinkin on hennesy and reamy
Look into my eyes my shit is dreamy
Begin to scotty beam me up
A bunch of gauge eruptions swolled your whole infantry
Yall betta expect inialation fuckin around with the sct's
Betta be soldiers organized for the love of justice
Armacy, for harmony and nigga in thugs we trust
So nigga i bust so back up off me givin em mercy
Shit is crittical, killin you individual with a ouija type
ritual
I diggin a ditch for all you po-po who thought that you could
come and raid
There aint no way to be safe nigga its the army briggade
So listen up and hearwhats spoken as i start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen all we show is pure devotion
Chorus
Wi$h：
Now when ya fuckin with me
Make sure you know what cha doin
Got niggaz dat knowin rollin wit me
Infared to yo head dont beg you dead
We fled, gotta get away, gotta make sure im free
So when you need me i can buck another day
Its a bone thing betta run run
Cuz when ya fuckin with you gonn die die
Dont be suprised bone want your presidents
Wanna run it all run all of it all of it
Fuckin done, fuckin done
Nigga this superstear
Dont pull no gun if you aint no spirit
Click clack back be the sound
These buckers and haters is wrong
Uh, we buckin em down
Trust in me, i harmony i free p's
Eternally bless my soul lord
And everybody that rides with me
Its from me to you, its from me to you(me to you)
Cuz its my point of view
Its just a point of view(point of view point of view)
Yea, and thats why i stay high
So high so high
Like la-di-da-di, la-di-da-di
So high so high
Chorus
6.Breakdown
breakdown
(mo' thugs remix)
Mariah carey featuring bone thugs-n-harmony
Layzie：
Over, over. don't break down yet, it's over.
Over, over. don't break down yet, it's over.
Over, over.
Wish：
Steady breakin' me on down.
Mariah：
Oooh.
Wish：
Break, breakdown. steady breakin' me on down.
Break, breakdown. steady breakin' me on down.
Mariah：
You called yesterday to basically say that you care for me, but
that you're
Just not in love.
Immediately, i pretended to be feeling similarly, and led you to
believe i was
O.k. to just walk away from the one thing that's unyeilding and
sacred to me.
Mariah：
Well, i guess i'm trying to be nonchalant about it, and i'm
going to extremes
To prove i'm fine without you, but in reality i'm slowly losing
my mind
Underneath the guise of a smile. gradually, i'm dying inside.
friends ask me
How i feel, and i lie convincingly, 'cause i don't want to
reveal the fact that
I'm suffering, so i wear my disguise 'til i go home at night,
and turn down all
The lights, and then i break down and cry.
Mariah：
So what do you do when somebody you're so devoted to suddenly
just stops loving
You？ and it seems they haven't got a clue of the pain that
rejection is putting
You through. do you cling to your pride and sing 'i will
survive？' [krayzie：
Gotta get control and roll, roll, roll on.]do you lash out and
say, 'how dare
You leave this way？' do you hold on in vain as they just slip
away？
Mariah：
Well, i guess i'm trying to be nonchalant [wish： break,
breakdown. steady
Breakin' me on down.]about it, and i'm going to extremes to
prove i'm fine
Without you, but in reality i'm slowly losing my mind underneath
the guise of a
Smile. gradually, i'm dying inside. friends ask me how i feel,
and i lie
Convincingly, 'cause i don't want to reveal the fact that i'm
suffering, so i
Wear my disguise 'til i go home at night, and turn down all the
lights, and
Then i break down and cry.
Wish：
Gonna break ya down, down, down, only if ya let it [don't let
it.]. everyday
Crazy situations rockin' my mind tryin' to break me down, but i
won't let it.
Forget it. if ya feel the same way that i do, then let me help
y'all, all
Singin' tunes, sayin' 'it's all right, it's all right, it's all
right, yeah.'
Hopin' for the sun, but it looks like rain, p.o.d'ed, but it's
still the same.
Came far, but it's been a long road. trouble's gonna come but we
gotta stay
Strong. hold on.
Krayzie：
Aw, yeah, i often feel the pressures, y'all, but nevertheless
krayzie won't
endin' here
future one day,
But for now i'm bailin', bailin'. bailin', baby, gotta get up,
can't take no
More. i'm headed for the door, come and take a look into a thug
humble eye.
Tell me： if we lived a lie, would our souls unite？
Layzie：
Every new day is a test for me, so i just pray the lord for him
to bless me,
Please. there's struggles i'm goin' through lately, breaks me
down, set me
Free. let me be. let me be. who else do i have to rely on？ whose
shoulder can a
Thug go cry on？ can i get my vibe on？ while you look into my
eyes, you won't
Underestimate, and this soldier story, i'm'a tell you right now
i'm fed up.
Wrong if i let my lead bust？ hard to keep your head up. don't
let this world
Get the best of you, i'm a stress you through it, if it's over,
over, over.
Don't breakdown yet, it's over.
Mariah：
Well, i guess i'm trying to be nonchalant about it, and i'm
going to extremes
To prove i'm fine without you, but in reality i'm slowly losing
my mind
Underneath the guise of a smile. gradually, i'm dying inside.
friends ask me
How i feel, and i lie convincingly, 'cause i don't want to
reveal the fact that
I'm suffering, so i wear my disguise 'til i go home at night,
and turn down all
The lights, and then i break down and cry.
7.Days Of Our Livez
Bone thugs-n-harmony
Krayzie：
Bone, bone, bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers.
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever.
Come and look deeply in 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.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
These are the days of our lives.
See the murder mold our lives.
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.
Layzie：
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
better hea
robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all.
Krayzie：
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.
Layzie：
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.
Wish：
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
ground, now get down.
Bizzy：
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
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.
Krayzie：
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.
Bizzy：
And it ain't no mystery that biz still be yellin', bailin',
pullin' into me city. study ripsta's scripture, sista, receive
Get one for my friend. twenty-twin, twin, we're biddin' on bud
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.
Krayzie：
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
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.
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.
8.Don't Worry
Krayzie
Everything's goin' to be all right, it's gon' be all right!
everything's
So don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby)
Now i dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'.
schemin' on making
A million, trying to feed they children. them police keep comin'
around and
Keep tryin' to beat you down and take you out. nigga, don't
worry, god don't
Like evil. shit is so clear that they came and see through, but
no matter
What we do (it matter what we do) we gon' be strugglin' forever,
runnin'
Forever. the way that i see it, it won't get no better, until
armageddon
Proves that it's not a legend. it's kind of hard to view
paradise. (paradise)
But if you try, just close your eyes, you can view it. (you can
view it) but
Reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll find
that you still
Live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your
mind.
Figured you got to survive, so somebody got to die. too strong
to break down
And cry, but i'm askin' god to come help us, please god!
Krayzie
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby)
Wish
Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. better get it together,
better act
Right. 'cause when you fuck with bone, better come with some,
better have
Your shit right. and don't be plannin' no future on nuttin' you
heard, nigga.
He say／she say get you fucked up, killed! and i'm goin' ride.
won't lose no
Sleep over nuttin'. you can say we frontin', but all these
years, face to
Face, ain't nobody said nuttin'. livin' in these wicked days,
tryin' to get
Over my wicked ways. time after time, i know we try, but we
losin' this life
Game, damn! and i don't want to go out like that, not me! baby,
bone got what
You want. physically, you don't wanna bleed. ahh la-la-la？a-la.
hit 'em
Hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right!
Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby)
Bizzy
And don？ you worry ？out a damn thing! and don？ you worry
？out a damn
Thing!
With all odds against us. prayin' to god. got me runnin？？for the
fences
Aimin' at these henchmen. litigation. can't see me, my clip, or
the extra
Extension. i sit in my basement like it？ a crackhouse, boys!
blackout
？ause i was paranoid, he enjoys. while i avoid. deploy some old
crooks
？ause bitches won？ put money on your books. destroy!
double-eye. died
Watchin？？double signs with the crook. all that damn chronic.
henn done got me
Out some hellified times. it's televised the crucify. promised
and
Admonished. nobody can stop us! where the shootout？ how many
niggas you kill？
How many niggas for real like larry 'luau.' as long as i live
fortified,
Strategize like 'ooh child!' niggas can blast at me, bitches can
pass me.
Fuck a chicken and listen？on't, don't!
Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Flesh
I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin？？up？oms
used to read
To me everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon,
and the
Dawn. the book of pslams! so, i？ wanderin？？off through the
wilderness,
Humble through the valley of the shadow of death. will they hunt
me down？ all
The evil people？ hail my mother, went before the gates. stack
shall prevail!
Lately, been havin？？these flashes. seein？？this amazing view and
it ain？
Nothin？？ no seein？？ believin？？ heaven in front of you that？
what i'm
Havin？？now, d膌j？ vu! now when they lay me down, down to sleep,
down to sleep.
I pray for the lord then the holy ghost bless my soul to keep,
soul to keep!
And if i should die before i wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!
i pray for
The lord to have mercy on our souls, so please lord take us! i
say that my
Mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. nigga locked
up at
Wasteside, couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he
died!？？so,
Finally got a release date and i slide back to the county, nigga
back to the
Life？oorah! finna touch back home, don？ worry ？out a damn
thing,
Everything clear to me. all right. off through the door. so
bright like a
Knight in shinin？？armor. hug my wife, my sons, my daughter.
ain？ no more
Reason to be feelin' harmed.
Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Layzie
Look nigga, i ain？ worried about nothin？？？ause it？ a little
thing i know
Called faith! all you need is much as a mustard seed and the
lord will keep
You safe. whatever don？ kill you will make you stronger？
promise you that!
Just keep on pushin？？ if you slip and fall and you hurt
yourself, then the
Lord will provide your cushion. determination, rules the nation.
whatever you
Facin？？ just be a man! believin？？in the death before dishonor,
shake the
Drama and take the stand. for a nigga like me, see, it didn？
come easy. a
Nigga had to struggle and fight. at a point in time in my life,
it was like a
Nigga just can？ get it right! to all of my family, layzie loves
you and i
Never take shit for granted. feelin？？so wicked off on this
planet, man, fuck
Tryin？？to understand it! that？ why i stay focused, thuggin？？the
loc？st.
Stackin？？my bricks ？il i form the fist. mama never said it？ be
like this,
But nigga, i？l be ready for anything! remember to never count
your eggs
Before they hatch. about precision, timin？？and vision. get up
and go, and
Don？ turn back! if you a soldier and you know it, hold your
head up
High？nd keep stompin？？in your big black boots and don？ worry!
Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Bang!
9.Ecstasy
ecstasy
Bone thugs~n~harmony
Btnhresurrection
Krayzie 'krayzie the dealer'
What's happenin' nigga？ 'hell yeah, what's up my nigga？ ain't
nothin' just out
Here grindin my nigga, you know what it is.' 'what's up nigga
what you need？' i
Need some weed nigga. 'aw man i don't even fuck with the weed no
more.' what？
'aw hell no man i got this new shit man, this shit called
ecstasy man.' ecstasy
What'nigga this the shit (he fuck) i'm telling you.' 'nigga
this shit'll have
You on the level with your female and everything nigga.' 'look,
(this nigga
Trippin') i'ma give you one of these muthafuckas, let you try
this muthafucka
Out man.' man what the fuck is this shit, this muthafuckin crack
or something？
'and i'll bet you'll be calling me tomorrow talking about you
want some more of
This shit.' 'i'm telling you this shit'll have you on the level
man, you need
To put the weed down and fuck with this shit boy, i'm telling
you boy.' (this
Nigga trippin' 'i'm telling you boy, shit have you on the
level.' fuck it,
Give me one of them muthafuckas then, ain't no muthafuckin weed
out here! 'h
Ere take that one and call me in the morning nigga!'
I feel so 'z' (i feel so ziggety, ziggety, ziggety)ause i'm
floatin' in
Ecstasy, i'm floatin' in ecstasy (＊4)
As you can see i took the pill, i took the pill, went right to
the house,
House. grabbed the shot of liquor, pop-pop-popped it in my
mouth. and i'm
Thinking to myself that this might be a waste of my time, cause
what if i don't
Even get high. thirty minutes done went by, i didn't even seem
high. until i
Stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason now i'm
tweakin'. then i
Tried to walk but i was slooow guess i'm floatin' in ecstasy.
just like that
Nigga told me.
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillishause we floatin' in ecstasy.
[i'm floatin'
In ecstasy.](＊4)
My nigga well i'll be doped (doped), and i'm tokin' on
somethin'. oh damn and
It ain't no joke. calico's and red beams, and scopes for the
niggas that want
To rob me for my mojo. feeling so 'z', 'cause i'm floatin' in
ecstasy, (all
Right!) ahh! my nigga just call up the homie to hook us up on
that liquid 'g',
And if these hoes don't wanna sex me, they gotta shake the spot
quickly. i'm
Feelin' my high, but i'm also feelin' way low, go down, i'm
stuck in-between
Fuckin' with rose royce and that ain't gon' ease my choice.
well, hell just
Throw in a few more diablos. look at flesh bone so chill.
adrenaline pumped
Through my body. feelin' hot and exotic with an arced cock. i'm
feelin' too
Sexy for my muthafuckin self. gotta find my bitch and i'm gonna
fuck her ass to
Death!
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillishause we floatin' in ecstasy.
[i'm floatin'
In ecstasy.](＊4)
Layzie
As soon as my niggas told me the level, i started to see the
devil. nigga was
Floatin in ecstasy. shit i took the pill, couldn't feel nuttin'
so i'm
Drinkin'. but about 30 more minutes later, nigga was on the
couch faintin',
Palms sweaty. man why in the fuck y'all let me do this？ i'm
lookin at my
Homegirl like i want her, nigga this some new shit (new shit). i
realized
(realized, realized), nigga took one step and started stumblin'.
and i was
Tryin' to call my niggas but they couldn't hear me so i guess
i'm mumblin. fall
All off into something. but i guess i'm on a mission, telling my
niggas that i
Love 'em now but ain't nobody listenin'. whistlin', hangin' out
the window,
Need me some indo to let go. lay, b, sylk e fine-ine-ine float
in that expo.
Knock, knock knock at the door. (who at the door？) but nigga was
paranoid so i
Grabbed the gun and bucked it at the floor. ooh-ee shit happens!
my family got
Me faded. but i'm runnin' to see because--cause a nigga can't
take it (take it,
Take it), shake it. if i ca
N (huh？) but i'll blend in with (whatuhhatuh？) the killers.
and i wish e.
Was here to feel pillish, pillish, pillish, pillish.
Wish
I (i) feel so violent, violentuckin' with that ecstasy. come
roll with me. i
(i) feel so violent, violentuckin' with that ecstasy. (＊2)
I've been smokin' weed for a very long time, why should i
change？ and plus they
Say that ecstasy shit fucks up ya brain, brain. not i, why
should i just to get
High when weed gets me high when weed gets me high？ 'nigga try
this here,' they
Said 'better than that there,' they said 'you'd like it, you'd
like it,' so i
Tried it, i tried it. i thought this shit'll have a nigga high
and horny. i'm
High but i'm too high, wanna hurt somebody. nigga you trip and
get ahold of
That shit and ride that high, yeah. when i'm trippin' nobody
moves, moves,
Won't nobody get hurt.
Bizzy
Hoe's around. i'm yawnin'. man she ain't even in the car! baby
hopefully we
Hide all the lsd. we should slow down. we ridin' on the highway,
get the wheel
So i can go down low and on 70 my way. tashahh, she twitchin',
feelin so
Ziggety ziggety ziggety drop these bitches, fuckin bitches pity.
be pilled out,
Peelin' out, movin' slow and bizzy be rock hard, tongue wet let
me go. we in
The club drunk (drunk), fucked up, and still rollin'. they know
my pockets
Swollen, hold up, show 'em what we holdin. we rollin' rollin'
rollin' and
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
I (ah!) feel so ziggety ziggety ziggety i'll be rollin' off that
ecstasy (＊2)
And we rollin' off that ecstasy. (＊4)
Fuck it! give me a pill nigga. sock it to me! (wooooo!) oh shit!
oh shit!
10.F--- Tha Police
Interpolated by krayzie bone and layzie bone
Layzie：
Fuck the police. fuck the police. fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie：
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.
Krayzie：
Yo, fuck the police, comin' straight from the underground. a
young nigga got it bad 'cause i'm brown and not the other color.
some police think they have the authority to kill a minority,
but
Fucka mad, 'cause i ain't the one for a punk muthafucka with a
badge and a gun to be beatin' on and thrown in jail. but we can
go toe to toe in the middle of the cell. fuckin' with a nigga,
'c
A nigga turned major, and got a little bit of money and they
play us, search a nigga car, lookin' for a product, thinkin'
every thug nigga sellin' narcotics. they'd rather see me in the
pen, th
Blowin' indo rollin' in my benz-o. i send the police to the
grave, and when i'm finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape to
tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off
bread and
R. i don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down and
grab on his nuts. and on the other hand, without a gun they
can't get none, but don't let it be a black and a white one,
'cause th
Slam ya down to the street t
Op. black police showin' out for the white cop, but krayzie bone
will swarm on any muthafucka in a blue uniform. just 'cause i'm
from the c-l-e, the punk muthafuckas are afraid of me, huh. a
Nigga on the warpath, and when i'm finished, it's gonna be a
bloodbath of cops dying around my way. yo, bitch, i got
somethin' to say：
Layzie：
Fuck the police. fuck the police. fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie：
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.
Krayzie and layzie：
Fuck the police and bone said it with authority, 'cause the
niggas on the street is a majority, a gang, and it's whenever
i'm steppin' that a muthafuckin' weapon is kept in the stash
spot for th
Called law, wishin' bone was some niggas that they never saw.
lights start flashin' behind me, but they scared of a nigga, so
they mase me to blind me, but that shit don't work. i just
laugh,
Lus, it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path. the police, i'm
sayin', 'fuck you, punk.' readin' my rights and shit. it's all
junk. pullin' out a silly club, so you stand with a f
Ss badge and a gun in your hand, but take off the gun, so we can
see what's up, and i'll go at it, punk, and i'm a fuck you up.
made ya think i'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and bone's
g
Last. i'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime, and i'm a smoke
'em now and not next time. smoke any muthafucka that sweats me
and any asshole that threatens me. i'm a sniper with a hell of
Pe, takin' out a cop or two. they can'
T fuck with me. the muthafuckin' killa that's mad with potential
to get bad as fuck. now i'm a turn it around--dig in the clip,
T, but it all depends on the size of the strap. takin' out a
police will make my day, and the niggas like bone, don't give a
fuck to say . . .
Layzie：
Fuck the police. fuck the police. fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie：
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.
Layzie：
I'm tired of these muthafuckin' jackins. sweatin' my thug, while
we be thuggin' in the shack and shinin' the lights in my face
and for what？ maybe it's because i'm kickin' so much butt. i kic
, nigga. maybe, 'cause i blast on a stupid-ass nigga when i'm
playin' with the trigger of an uzi or an ak, 'cause the police
always got somethin' stupid to say. they pull out my picture
with s
E, 'cause my identity along with my groups causes violence. it's
bone with the criminal behavior. yeah, i'm thugsta, nigga, but
still i got flavor. without a gun and a badge, what do you got？
Igga in a uniform waitin' to get shot by me or one of my niggas,
and with a gat it don't matter if you're smaller or bigger.
Krayzie：
Size don't mean shit. i'm from the old school, fool.
Layzie：
And as you all know, layzie bone came to rule. whenever i'm
rollin', keep on lookin' in your mirror, and ears on cue, yo, so
i can hear a dumb muthafucka with a gun. and when i'm rollin'
off t
Ght, you'll be the one that i take out, and then i get away, and
while i'm drivin' off laughin', this is what i say, believe that
. . .
Layzie：
Fuck the police. fuck the police. fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie：
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.
11.Foe Tha Love Of $
Foe tha' love of money
Gotta make that money man
It's still the same now
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 night time
Gotta get mine
Ain't takin no shorts or no losses
Hop on the phone
Callin' my nigga sin at home
Polishin' that mac-10 crome
Gotta a lick so bring yo shit
Cause once again it's on
To the dome with a fifth of burb
We wig to the curb so we swerve
And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse
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 kaboom
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 niine-quat
Cause flesh be lovin' this money
I'm given uo 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 mine crime, and i hit up the nine-nine
Givin' up that llelo, makin' me sale, twenties nickles 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 till 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 buisness on, even though the buddah run me, stun
me
Feelin' lovely, but i'm just in it for he love of the money
Chorus
Standin' on the corner straight slangin' rocks
Aw ahit! here comes the muthafuckin' cops!
So i dash, i ducks, 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
Easy muthafuckin e or eric wright it's all the same
Now niggas might trip on how i stash my grip
I gotta have it bitch
For the love of this shit
Muthafucka!!
Chorus
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 makin' me grip wiht me click
Rollin' with ruthless, the thug i be
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood
Got nothing to lose, bitch
Ya beter respect rip, or ya best 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' thang wild, and follow me now
While i take you 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
Nigga down for my thug off in this 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 u the cash, oh, that was your ass
Cause me and me nigga was hungary
And bitch, if you're stallin' you might just catch one to the
temple
And um, bone raw doggin', so nigga just make tha 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
Steayd rodin' 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 the money
For the love of money
Yeah, bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats nigga
Yeah, rollin' with ruthless records in this bitch
My niggas, layzie bone, bizzy bine, wish bone, and flesh-n-bone
And i'm that nigga, krayzie bone, in the muthafuckin' house
12.Murder One
13.Notorious Thugs
Notorious b.i.g. featuring bone thugs-n-harmony
Bizzy：
Bone and biggie, biggie.
It's bone and biggie, biggie . . .
Krayzie：
Alternating with layzie：
Ride. let's ride. let's ride. let's ride. come on and . . .
Bizzy：
Get high, get high, get high . . .
This is a lake of fire, but i can't even hold on.
Krayzie：
Notorious thugs.
Layzie：
Notorius b.i.g.：
Armed and dangerous： ain't too many can bang with us. straight
up weed, no angel dust. label us notorious thug-ass niggas that
love to bust. it's strange to us, y'all niggas be scramblin', ga
' up in restaurants with mandolins and violins. we just sittin'
here tryin' to win, try not to sin, high off weed and lots of
gin. so much smoke, need oxygen, steadily countin' them
benjamins.
Ga, you'd shoot, too, if you knew what this game would do to
you. been in this shit since ninety-two. look at all the
bullshit i've been through：so-called beef with you-know-who,
fucked a fe
Ale stars or two. then a blue light, niggas move like mike,
shit, not to be fucked with. muthafucka, better duck quick,
'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit. fuck the luck, shit,
strictly
No aspirations to quit the game. spit your game, talk your shit,
grab your gat, call your click, squeeze your clip, hit the right
one. pass that weed, i gotsta light one. all them niggas, i g
Fight one. all them hoes, i
Gotsta like one. our situation is a tight one. what you wanna
do： fight or run？ seems to me that you'll take b, bone and
b.i.g., nigga, die slowly. i'm a tell you like a nigga told me,
cas
Es everything 'round me. shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me.
fuck it. buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it. know the bitch,
before you caught yourself lovin' it. nigga, roll the benz, fuck
N it. doesn't it seem odd to you？ b.i.g. come through with mobs
and crews. goodfellas down for the mo thug crew. who's the
killa：me or you？
Puff daddy：
We forgive you, for you know not what you do.
Bizzy：
Seven a.m. woke in the morning, with hen and caffiene and green
and nicotine. no dough, so pop a couple of those. little ripsta,
nigga, mr. clean. make it deep, deep in my temple, and i go ge
Timentally steamed with my instrumelody and heated especially
for your team and the forty-five indeed will beam in between the
seams, destroy your dreams. you willing to die？ we'll see how
man
E when i 'cause the scene. we mean mug, mo thug, trained to be
perfect disciples when it's survival time, die by double-edged
sword, triple six rivals spittin' fire, that's the real truth,
bitc
Eakin' down for lives, my messiah, better get ready for
armageddon, shoots expired, it's wild. bless the child, the one
that became a man, but them positions' already there, all that i
had to d
Stare. test me now, contend, never no surrender, no pretend,
pick up my gun in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends.
hey, open and let 'em see if we're real. we all suited, beg my
pardo
Martin, baby, we ain't marchi
N', we shootin', and daily recrutin'. there's a thug born
everyday in the ghetto. we start 'em off little, we give 'em a
bottle and a pen and pad. they hit the label, kick it.
Krayzie：
Little kray roll on over to the dark spot, to the dome with a
shot of burb, now me go back to the curb. me feelin' that urge
to splurge, but i'm broke as fuck. 'sin, gimme that mossberg s
.' off into my pad, 'cause i gotta get my mask and shells to put
in this twelve-gauge sawed-off, get 'em mauled off, nigga, y'all
lost. they get hauled off. got a nigga callin', though,
He pump, now leatherface, sin runnin', thuggin' and cuttin',
lil' mo! hart quick to pull it, ain't nothin'. bitch, if you're
steppin', we're buckin' them guts. that's fucked up. now let me
ge
N for the crime. got to go purchase a dime, put in the state,
nigga double the crime, smokin' the reefer to ease my mind. swig
some wine, step on the block with the rocks, but really me
servin
Dummies, see. gotta buck 'em on down, if they come talkin' like,
'give me back me money.' thuggin' with me killas, need us a
liter of liquor, but niggas ain't got shit, but a sawed-
Ump, chrome .38 pistol, now who ready to get back
？ nigga like me fiendin' for them green leaves, but i ain't had
no dough. gotta make some money, so i makin' my dummy rocks, if
i go broke.
It's bone and biggie, biggie.
It's bone and biggie, biggie . . .
Krayzie：
Alternating with layzie：
Ride. let's ride. let's ride. let's ride. come on and . . .
Bizzy：
Get high, get high, get high . . .
Layzie：
get ya and hit ya with magic, drivin' out late, but i call on my
gadgets. with an automatic status, we spray. time to load the
S, but i'm thinkin' not, there's another evil force tellin' me
to do what i gotta do, so i up my pipe, a nigga dyin' tonight,
and i'm always runnin' from the boys in blue, biggy-blue's on my
ass
W, i whip out the cellular phone to call bone, 'what's
happenin'？ grab artillery. niggas start packin', 'cause a
muthafucka tried to get me in a jackin', and i did him.' hit 'em
rig
Tween the eyes. the spot was wise. wanna test a nigga's size,
and it cost him. nigga fuck around with the wrong shit, y'all
get mo mudered all day, all day. we can play that way, and i'm
on
Un. i'm a call my boys, and bring all the guns. y'all niggas
wanna have a little fun with #1, bloody red, redrum, rum, rum,
rum, rum, rum, bloody red, redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum,
bloody r
Edrum.
Bizzy：
It's bone and biggie, biggie.
It's bone and biggie, biggie . . .
Krayzie：
Alternating with layzie：
Ride. let's ride. let's ride. let's ride. come on and . . .
Bizzy：
Get high, get high, get high . . .
14.No Way Out
15.One Night Stand - Bonus Track
one night stand
('cause i know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
(...and i know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival
'cause she was just another one night stand, (nd i know i'm,
and i know
I'm...) 'cause she was just another one.
(art of the survival,-vival,-vival...and i know i'm, and i know
i'm
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
(art of the survival,-vival,-vival...and i know i'm, and i know
i'm
'cause she was just another one night stand, (nd i know i'm,
and i know
I'm...) 'cause she was just another one.
(art of the survival,-vival,-vival...and i know i'm
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
Remember when you're all alone, my cellular phone was turned
off. smokin'
Burners with my dog, and it's all good baby. everyone who steal
the flow, all
Y'all some hoes. shermed out, let's make some mo' money. i'm
kinda hungry, it's
All good. haters-i don't wanna rock 'em if they study and (？？？).
when they do
The runnin when they're comin' when i'm rollin' in my home. a
son of a bitch, i
Got 'em cuffed. tough in the summer. love a thug. nigga from the
pinnacle, i
Felt i was losin' my mind. there was some other kind. really
wanna smoke the
Weed after you swallow me. and try not to follow me blind, find
me 69. done
Lit, smokin' the finest vintage wine, talkin' bout time with me
and you wanna
To be something more than just a dime to me.
(finally i know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival...)
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
(nd i know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival, and i know
i'm, and i know
I'm
'cause she was just another one night stand, (nd i know i'm,
and i know
(art of the survival,-vival,-vival...and i know i'm and i know
i'm
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
No bitch can cut me, fuck my homies, be a dyke and spike my
hennessy. have
Babies by one of my enemies then, then come and pretend she
wanna befriend.
They probably wanna send me to the end of the cliff, inherit all
of my chips
And then go spend it with another nigga. rubbin' my shit, and
lickin' my lick,
Nobody does it better than the rip! that's the shit, welcome the
widow keeping
The pistol gripped under my pillow. well, when you peep out the
window, it's so
Cold. get in 'fore the wind blow. no hoes allowed,-lowed,-lowed.
get in 'fore
The wind blow. no hoes allowed, no hoes allowed, no hoes
allowed. that bitch
Can cluck and fuck my homies, be a dyke and spike my hennessy.
have babies by
One of my enemies then, then, then. man, the chicks can cut me.
fuck my homies.
Be a dyke and spike my hennessy. have babies by one of my
enemies then, then,
Then, then...
(finally i know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
(...and i know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival
'cause she was just another one night stand, (nd i know i'm,
and i know
I'm...) 'cause she was just another one.
( know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival...and i know i'm,
and i know i'm
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
(art of the survival,-vival,-vival...)
'cause she was just another one night stand, (nd i know i'm,
and i know
I'm...) 'cause she was just another one.
I woke up early in the mornin' with my concubine yawnin'.
smellin' like last
Night's henn'. 'til the crack of dawn, we get it on. then again,
nigga reel it
Down from me just 'cause we're t-h-u-gs. but the money was
abundant, start up
My family tree. eager to move, we leave and we got in cleveland
that same week
Or sell speakers, bid for insurance. and that ass won't free my
people with
Warrants. over there, come call us. all this over a hoe. my
homeboy has no
Dough and wants to force it, let me know. what a crazy ass life.
play me right,
Don't play me twice. damn, i'm a grown man, gettin' in big
fights. it'd be nice
To settle down. yeah right, yeah right, yeah right. yeah right,
yeah right,
Yeah right. man, a bitch can cut me. fuck my homies, homies,
homies, homies.
(i'm still high...) and be a dyke and spike my hennessey, then,
then, then(
T's all right...) have babies by one of my enemies, have babies
by one of my
Enemies. ('m still high...) hung jury 'cause the police, they
can never hold
Me. ('
M still high!) eventually you're gonna remember me!
(i know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival...)
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
(nd i know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival, and i know
i'm, and i know
I'm
'cause she was just another one night stand, (nd i know i'm,
and i know
( know i'm part of the survival,-vival,-vival...and i know i'm
and i know i'm
Get up and wash my ass, and dash, she was just another one night
stand for big
Dick daddy 'case you heard!
16.P.o.d.(Bonus Track)
Krayzie：
Krayzie：
Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby. fucked up--look at
you faded. i am what i am as a thug in the land, and that's all
that i am. damn, you better come join this thugsta party. blunt
E up in your body. and come get high, get high.
Krayzie：
Layzie：
Let's all get lifted. split the swisher, quickly twist us up a
fatty. now, i've been smokin' out all day long, p.o.'d in the
back of krayzie's caddy. how in the world did i manage to smoke
th
Ny？ about a hundred, man. feel it all in my stomach. to the
brain severely blunted, and it ain't no shame off in my game.
hydroponics and indonesia, even the stress sometimes be creeper,
so
Me some reefer, want to receive, ah. little lay, givin' you what
you need. nothin' but the best green leaves with a pocket full
Krayzie：
Wish：
I be so high, feel high. forgive me lord, but i feel like the
smelly stuff, but i just can't get enough. smoke it, hit it, pas
To the next man. let him choke, smoke but don't hold on; don't
hold on, on. no, no. and if you smoke it with me, yeah. then,
i'm a smoke it with you. y'all, we can smoke it all up. we can
And get ba-. we can smoke it all up. we can smoke and get ba-,
ba-, ba-, ba-, buzzed.
Krayzie：
Bizzy：
P.o.d.'ded that'll get me in my seat. hennessy and i ain't too
young to be that poetically, here to believe that i get brave,
and all on my way, in a daze, me puff puff on my reef. got a
blunt
The thugs and hustlas. ain't no bustas in the mo thug game. and
it gets me out of all miseries. follow the benefits, stay in
place. as long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray. i
E done, when i reach my own. stay free; let the time go pass me
by. stay high, i'm p.o.d.'d. p.o.d.'d.
Krayzie：
I smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah. ooh, yeah. get the
blunts and weed. fuck the hennessy; let's focus on these leaves.
Split up, keep it lit up. can you feel us？ get with us, smoke
the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves.
Krayzie：
17.Servin' Tha Friends
18.Shoot 'em Up
Bone thugs-n-harmony
Krayzie：
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up. shoot 'em up. shoot 'em up.
Twelve gauges bust up in ya. playa haters, we be quick to pin
ya.
You know we know you don't wanna roll,
'cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya. oh,
yeah.
Layzie：
Right off the jump, ooh, now i gotsta let you know when you see
me runnin', rollin' with them big shotguns, and we deep when we
creep, never sleepin' and we droppin' them whammies on fools,
who
Get dumb and numb. now, that you know like that. these niggas
come around; they don't know how to act. in fact, i'm at the
track in the back with a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin'
wee
Up to no good, red dog in the trunk, and we rollin' that. bang
or slang. now bail on over to your thugs, so me and the rest of
these thugs can marinade, marinade. we straight. get high, so
That's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like.
parlay, parlay, like everyday. don't think i don't pin playa
hation ya, but ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the
m-11, .35
Omatic weapons from my shelf. the niggas wanna take my health
and wealth, check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't
win. you took it to the head with a fifth of hen, now we in a
red
-hundred benz, oh, we roll, r
Oll. drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock, 'bout to
hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real. who's stronger
when i put it on ya, on ya？ all playa haters goners.
Krayzie：
Murder, mo murda, mo murda, mo murda them all. they fall. they
fall. buck. buck. oh, yeah. niggas--they get it then pissed off,
and a, and a to fuck with the wrong muthafuckas. they fall
K) when we buck, bitch, ooh, we got somethin' to put you back
into your trunk quick. hey, that fo'-fo' magnum, gon' handle
'em, ain't no nigga badder, .357 put that ass on the mat,
execution, i
E shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth. you plot me,
'cause you watch me, watch me, watch me. my nigga, we know what
you're thinkin' 'bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me, i'm
com
P outta my shit with some shit that be keepin' you runnin' and
wonderin' what have i got to make sure they lit him up good. and
Ers and po-po--yeah, that's the clair. bone runnin' back to mo',
and that's cleveland, cleveland. you know we thuggin' and
theivin', theivin'. if somebody got beef, we got millions done
made.
Ollin' thug records for ya, s
Ee my nigga, we com with nothin' to lose. and bitch, if ya try
me, (...？...) all those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the
room. if i could just look up and see haters dyin' [-yin'
-yin']a
Ip up my mind, and whenever you think i'm quiet, i get plots on
the riot, riot--bang. that's way ya get 'em, man：[get 'em, man;
get 'em, man.]sneak up on 'em, and you kill 'em, and they won'
K with ya no more. you havin' a party, and the weed goin' up in
your body. smokers, chill. my niggas, gotta get me sloppy. high,
oh, so, so high.
Wish：
Come on, come on, don't be shy. let's get high.
Krayzie：
We got the herb.
Wish：
If you want some, want some. we got weed indeed. you need some,
need some？ aw, yeah. i know this just might sound crazy, but
lately gotta roll with my gun, 'cause the haters they hate me,
wa
Urt that nigga, bone. niggas somehow, someway get paid, and quit
playa hatin'. that buck to the bang, everything i got, i got
'cause we rhyme, thai rhyme. had to thug it out, but it came in
t
Just in time. and you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you,
so either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get
blown. bone gon' on with your bad self, hey, hey, hey, blowin'
up
Face with your pistols and get with that buck to the bang, bang,
bang. nigga wanna roll with bone, it's on, 'cause nigga, we
cool, we cool. don't forget：playa haters get that buck to the
ban
Up in that body. got 'em, got 'em. we won't be slippin'. we just
might be peepin' you all the time. i'm comin'. i'm gunnin', and
i put that on the double nine.
Bizzy：
Shoot 'em up always, hate when i break you off and you loss and
make it look to (？). let there be coffins for all of your
offspring, now. let there be coffins for all of your offspring
for the
Ce on the corner, creepin' up, here comes them soldiers pullin'
up, better watch one of them st. clair niggas. put it in a
gutter, better (often) and doze ya. really know ya should'na let
me j
' up out your shit, you runnin' with a gang of bitches for you,
ready when i'm ready to do it you. it in my thang but a buck,
buck is small change, it's off in ten to say that they niggas
was b
Ittin', and the bizzy maintain. nigga, this the northcoast
homie. that city where the st. clair niggas sell dope. i hear
police. roll deep in the set, see none of us scared, and we show
that
On, bitch. bang. you feel the pitch of my trigger finger's a
bitch. i done put it down with-a my click, and stood on my own,
and (kill flesh). and i rest on the nine, i'll be fuckin' with y
Slangin' my dogs, and 'em al
L niggas been (？) little bizzy, but it's all good, i still ball.
and i know when ya roll, i'm snatchin' your souls with the bone,
we can show it, and since i'm a flow, and it's all of y'all re
My niggas, i figured i'd let 'em all know it. playas takin' up
off the style; well, if you think i'm scared, you (dead wrong)
did you think when i break you down.
Krayzie：
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up. shoot 'em up. shoot 'em up.
Twelve gauges bust up in ya. playa haters, we be quick to pin
ya.
You know we know you don't wanna roll,
'cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya. oh,
yeah.
19.Souljahs Marching
20.The Crossroads
bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone.
ain't nowhere to
Run,
When judgment comes for you, when judgement comes for you？
nowhere to
Hide,
When judgement comes for you, 'cause it's gonna come for you？
Heeeeead south this songs for wally, eazy, c's uncle charlie,
little boo. god's
Got 'em. and i'm gonna miss everybody i done roll with, flows my
gang. looked
At him while he lay. when playin' with destiny, play too deep
for me to say.
Little layzie came to me, told me if he should decease well
then, please bury
Me by my gran gran and when you can, come follow me.
Layzie
God bless you. workin' on a plan to heaven, follow the lord all
Twenty-four-seven days. god is who we praise, even though the
devil's all up in
My face. but he's keepin' me safe and in my place. say grace to
engage the race
Without a chance to face the judge, sayin' again my soul won't
budge. grudge
Because there's no mercy for thugs. ooh, what can i do？ it's all
about a family
And how we roll. can i get a witness？ let it unfold. we livin'
our lives to
Eternal our souls. a-oh, a-oh.
Krayzie
Heeeeey, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
everyday, everyday,
Everyday, everyday, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and
we pray, still
We lay.
Now, follow me, roll, stroll, whether it's hell or it's heaven.
come, let us go
Take a visit to the people that's long gone they rest： wally,
eazy, terry, boo.
It's steady creepin' up on my family. exactly how many days we
got lastin'？
While you laughin', we're passin' passin' away. now y'all rest
y'all souls,
'cause i know i'm a meet you up at the crossroad. y'all know,
you forever got
Love from them bone thugs, baby.
Wish
Little eazy's long gone. really wish he could come home, but
when it's time to
Die, gotta go bye-bye. all a little thug could do is cry, cry.
why'd they kill
My dog？ damn, man, i miss my uncle charles, y'all. and he
shouldn't be gone in
Front of his home. what they did to boo was wrong. oh, so wrong,
killin' so
Wrong. gotta hold on. gotta stay strong. when the day, comes
better believe
Bone gotta shoulder you can lean on.
Hey, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
everyday, everyday,
Everyday, everyday, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and
we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday.
See you at the crossroads (crossroads, crossroads, crossroads),
Bizzy
And i'm gonna miss everybody. and i'm gonna miss everybody (long
gone, long
Layzie
Livin' in a hateful world. send me straight to heaven. that's
how we roll.
And i'm askin' the good lord, 'why？' and sigh. he told me we
lived to die.
Krayzie
What's up with that murder, y'all？ see my little cousin was
hung. somebody,
Really wrong. everybody want to test this dog, and ms. sleazy
set up eazy to
Fall. you know why we sinnin'？ and krayzie intendin' on endin'
it when it ends.
Murder come again, again, and again. now, tell me whatcha gonna
do？
Wish
Can somebody, anybody tell me why, hey？ can somebody, anybody
tell me why we
Die, we die？
I don't wanna die. oh, so wrong oh, wrong
See you at the crossroads (crossroads, crossroads, crossroads),
so you won't be
21.Thuggish Ruggish Bone
We're not against rap. we're not against rappers.
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
brin
R 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
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 thuggi
Ues, 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. try to creep and get beat, make me succeed, peep, gotta
put them under. strate jacket's gotta make that money, man. it'
Ll 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,
N 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,
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
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
Er 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
E 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 u
T 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
ve
Nd 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,
He 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.
22.War(Battlecry Remix)
Battlecry remix)
As interpolated by bone thugs-n-harmony
Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely nothin', nothin',
nothin' . . .
War, war, war, war, war . . .
What is it good for？ absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin
. . .
Layzie：
.], you better be ready for war. it's almost here--nineteen
ninety-nine. could it be the endin', new millenium？ sendin' them
soldiers out to die, then they ride for the cause, screamin'
(cens
We muggin', givin' no lovin' to these fake-ass laws, mo
thuggin'. if you need to be prepared, pump your strap up in the
air. let em' all loose if you ain't scared. shoot 'em up, if ya
don't
Yeah! and i go to war for two thangs： challenge me. i want my
(censored) cheese, my (censored) family. understand me： i ain't
tryin' to tell you war ain't the lick, but in the streets, you
Your heat, or get your wig split. strategize, mental mind, and
timin' it perfect on the attack. throw distraction in the front,
come with the dumpin' from the back. yeah!
War, war, war, war, war . . .
What is it good for？ absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin
. . .
One, two, three, four . . .
Ride, ride, ride, ride. we're ready to pull out and ride, ride,
ride, ride . . .
Ready . . . you're dead.
Flesh：
I'm comin' to test you (censored) fate. see how many of y'all
are prepared for armageddon, should it be judgement day, still
it's a big mistake. how many have been face to face with death
befo
Tell me, how does it feel？ real nervous？ 'cause everybody's
ready to kill if it's my will. safe outta my battle. quit
lookin' or i might have to smoke you when i roast you with this
beam. f
You through my scope, mo murdered. mighty, mighty warriors, some
of the mighty, mighty trues still on the rise. if you wanna
test, you die. then, i might make the news. we stompin' in
steel-
Boots and suited up in fatigues, killin' a few (censored), army
throw up the white flag and retreat. so many soldiers, so many
stories of war. but what is it good for？ nobody knows, and what
E world is over in two triple zero？
War, war, war, war, war . . .
What is it good for？ absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin
. . .
Wish：
If thangs don't change, i think we all gon' die. who's to say
they wrong or right？ you pushin' the button, not i, but we die,
mine
light, red light, ride or die. it's gon' be casualties. so be
ready to ride. and say it again： there's gon' be casualties, so
be re
that, and we all get papped, papped, papped. yeah, yeah.
War, war, war, war, war . . .
What is it good for？ absolutely nothin, nothin', nothin', nothin
. . .
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