1.Can't Give It Up
There's always something you got to give up (yeah, i know know)
If you want everything you want (but shit i don't know, i don't
know)(4x)
My life is a jungle
I struggle
Hustle
Monday through to sunday
They told me the world is mine
But shit, i don't want it. who want it？ how could it be mine and
i'm still
Hungry still homely, lost and lonely？ so i holler at the forces
of the wind as
A friend! but i predicted this ending back in the day, cuz i had
visions of bad
Decisions, knew niggas would go astray. although we pray and we
pray and we
Pray, we do, but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united,
divided we fall
Nigga, then haul. we all dealt fucked up cards, but don't
complain just play
The hand that you was dealt. you play them right you prevail,
you play them
Wrong then you fail. it ain't hard to tell, when you be headed
for
Self-destruction. cuz i could look at a piece of the puzzle. it
ain't no love
Involved. everything we was dissolved. we all hard as one but
together we raw.
And it ain't a nigga that can fuck with that. we spreaded the
talent my nigga,
What's up with that？ letting the devil get in. should've pinned.
you was
Pretendin' to be friends. we was slickin by the snake in the
grass, slither
Slicked a nigga fast. yeah, the
Mothafuckin snake in the grass. we dropped our guards and it got
inside us
Like a virus. now our family reunion done turned into a family
crisis, crisis
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want(4x)
I was never some solo shit. always down to roll and blow a head
off. he jet off
And don't know me, don't tell me you love me. when i was lonely
and my daddy
Died, all of my niggas came. nigga dreamt, and thanks for
coming, i'm still
Stressed out over the death. and i take my breath to puff my
cigarrete (wet). i
Think the world is just collapsing, but i'm still rapping. get
it all of my
Chest, go wacking back to the action. when the bird was flying
low, and
Laughing, family bashing till it just happened and wally passed
in the ashes.
Working it tragic, gloomy, asking if you'll ever come back
tomorrow. we tellin
The truth clone, you still beating around the bush. baby i'm
sorry. it's all in
The game. throwing up blood (coughing). fuck it lay, let's sign
our life away!
You see me
I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang
It's hard to come by, and i ain't no bitch nigga. shit, committ
some robberies
And walk-by's. but you don't want that. neither do i, but i will
i will cuz i'm
A hustler, hustler. high till i die. i'ma get mine even if it
means murder,
Fuck it let me fire. cuz a nigga thirsty nowadays. but i'm a
hustler just like
You, don't bring that shit my way.
Well if it's something you can't give up [bizzy： would you give
it up？]
Hell naw, i be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga. running with
niggas thats
Killas, the realest that be shermed out nigga! fearing my
prophecy, ain't no
Stopping me. comin through with the mossberg shotty. i really
don't want to
Hurt nobody. just kill off filluminati! fuck the dea, the fbi.
irs can kiss my
Ass too. cpd, fcc, yall niggas better quit trippin' 'fore a
nigga come blast
You. i'll blast you. hit 'em up like pac did, take 'em hostage.
terrorized and
Tortured your ghetto resource, a big payback (payback)! little
lay that
Little nigga with scrilla.
And bitch i thought you knew. you got a beam on me, i got a beam
on you. you
Wanna fuck with me, i'm gonna fuck with you. (beeatch!) like
it's always been.
Yall niggas gonna have to kill me. feel me! you gonna have to
pop me. even if
You tryin to stop me from grinding. i'm leaving you blinded by
the science of
Mo thug till you find us. all a nigga know, in the hood life, in
the streets
Tryin to get the good life, getting that lle' up under the
street lights. it's
A life i'm fighting. a nigga want out but just can't get out. so
i guess i gots
To fix it. all them dreams of having them big thangs, i'm still
gonna chase it.
You'll see that!
There's always something you got to give up (yeah, i know know)
If you want everything you want (but shit i don't know, i don't
know)(4x)
Here they come wicked and i bomb down. bone servin the fiends!
lit them up and
Then i hit them with a future shock, then pulling my glock.
that's when they
All thought, 'when this shit gon' stop？' popped in my slug and
it goes 'pop'!
Droppin this shit daily, kicking this thug music. but i love,
also really love
Smoking bud till i buzz, sipping on some toxic feeling me lust!
my niggas don't
Play it too close, my thugs aint havin that shit. my peers
applied with the
Pencil when they stabbin the holes through the people. we'll
split your wig!
And buckin it on t's like me, sct's in the city of cle. we bail,
get em up
Rollin. could you handle the wasteland soldier？ told ya. nigga,
better have my
Gun. now follow the man and don't tell him what the ouija
spelled, you better
Hope you don't fall victim. niggas stuck up another then, run!
when i'm through
With the body, hit yall! even when it be armageddon, still i'm
up. hey it's
Flesh givin you pain or pleasure. whatever you want on my dream,
go on. well
Then stack yo
Ur jewelry krayzie!
There's always something you got to give up (yeah, i know know)
If you want everything you want (but shit i don't know, i don't
know)(4x)
2.Change The World
(bizzy)
Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer
Where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go
And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one-time
And when it's 1999 your mom's didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world, it's nausiatin
Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated
Why everybody actin agitated, i thought we graduated
Back in the saddle waitin, ？？？ for the battle station
Haitin is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more
(bridge-bizzy)
See we loosin this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin won't end
So i'm reachin high up above
Lord, let your blessings begin
(hook-bizzy) 4x
And let's change the world, and let's change the world
(big b)
It got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin wit my trues humbly united gather souls
？？？ be ？？？, roll up some phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high
It's them niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin the fiends yayo
But it was my dream to kick flows and put my people on another
level
Now could it be for the lust (lust)？
Could it be for the rush (rush)？
My niggas love when they bust
They steady buck and they duck
They put your dick in the dust
My niggas creepin on a come up
Come up nigga, killa, thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin life without satin
Hatin, and our enemies ？？？
(hook)
(layzie)
Everyday the devil at me
And i wish the lord throw a hummer at me, i ain't happy
Me and eazy e in a b-e-n-z, with my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now
The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master
Oh lord, could you save my soul？
Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old
The lord know we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, stew, ？？？, ？？？, freaky g
The whole world wanna be ridin with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin babies, generation x
With the aids epidemic, we ain't cool no more
And i know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich
First we lost eazy, then we lost pac
Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop？
Everybody wanna know what's goin on
With the thuggish, ruggish, bone, bone, bone, bone
Tryna' get prepared for the y2k
And if i don't die today, im'a try an change the world
(hook) 4x
You need a lesson you ？？？ rappin
But they try an ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein heard and failed
？？？ got my guns, better arm yourself
？？？ ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ ？？？
Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you
I have a dream, no, i have a wish
If we can't save ourselve, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives where i come from
Hungry little kids where i come from
？？？ not men where i come from
(bridge)
(hook to fade)
3.Mind On Our Money
(hook - krayzie) 2x
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (t-h-u-g)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it
(krayzie)
Nigga 1993, hooked up with eazy e
1994, rushin through the door with the bone flow
Nigga was creepin on a come up, doin it for the love of money
1995 we really let 'em know, cleveland is the city where we come
from
Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before
But we never got our props
'til we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad
But the man know, eazy runnin with the lost souls, rest in peace
That was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for
this shit
But everything started changin, business rearangin
Then the time when bone and ruthless wasn't vibin
Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit
Somehow i'm feelin like what i deserve i didn't get
But i'ma stick it out, believe i'ma keep my head up
And show my loyalty for eazy e, even though i'm fed up
1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, its the art of war
It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still strugglin
Tryna get some money with this mastermind i'm jugglin
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year 2000 i'll be thuggin, but so i'm ？？？
I gotta get some money, blast if i get hungry
So if you read that i done flipped, then you know the story,
about me
(hook)
(ed. note-i'm not too sure about any of this verse)
Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody
death
With a bloody bloody, mess, i'm servin you none the less
？？？ ？？？？ ？？？ that crazy muthafucka from the world's most
dangerous group
Mo thugs nation, ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ on your life
That's absolutley what i'm gon' do
Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me
Now i'm that muthafucka that be ？？？ ？？？, the nigga that bust all
y'all
My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit
on the mic
I'm comin in smooth, rockin this hip-hop music just the way you
like
Tellin all biters to please stop tryin
Let it go fry fool, when i make my move all y'all gonna die
Split up and fry, open his eyes ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ pop,
Shot one through his head
Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga dead
It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, ain't got no skill
Now look through the ？？？, stop steel
Y'all some fake-thug livin tryna get notice by hangin with stars
No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are
We all true sound, nigga united gatherin souls, how we roll
And that's love for the paper, foldin, i saw these hoes
But i had my ？？？ ？？？, nah nigga that's my nuts ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ don't
touch that
And then he won't hesitate to buck for the love
You can't dust on these bustas, so they die
They only got love for those who love me
In the meanwhile i main to keepin my mind on my money
And no, this shit that we spit ain't funny
Especially when you hungry, nigga
With no hustle, nigga, to get them funds
(hook)
(bizzy)
In '91 i'm runnin from the fuckin cops, don't ya know it
That bitch was tryna' find a hidin spot, he show it
Know niggas that'd had no pussy
Said that would never read or get to l.a.
And niggas went cannibal on 'em, either
Smokin that reefer, niggas know how i'm livin
'cause i was havin children when y'all was lookin for women
But mine aside, so why you tellin your same ？？？
When niggas ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me mr. murda-mo
Get ？？？, burn the whole store down all by myself
？？？ ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ for fuckin with the bone flow
Heaven and earth, god and my loved one, and ya gotta roll
And what you want my people to hear, that i'm a fuckin sell-out？
But who's the one on solo shit, and who want me the hell out？
I'll bail out with a ？？？, that pussy makes me change
Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range
Shootin thangs (shootin thangs), it don't make you a villain
The villain is chillin with his children
Bitch, i keeps it real!
(hook)
(layzie)
I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind
A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin my line
Nigga designed a gold crime as i'm racin through this obstacle
007, layzie bone, knew it was possible
Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission
Listen, nigga pay attention
Oh, and did i mention, had a tape before i crept on a come up,
faces of death
Blessin 40 o-z's, lay and leatherface and double z's (？？？)
Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money
Nigga these bitches all up on me, and half the industry phoney
It's like this nigga, i don't even fuck around
If a nigga ain't got no money for lay, i'll come around
Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style
When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile
See my niggas doin a damn thing, flesh
Trues humbly united gatherin souls, just to let you know
Heaven'z movie, yours truely, mr. gambini
(kraaaayzie)it's the mentality, and next to the baddest, little
stevie
And when you ask me how i maintain
I watch my niggas rule, act a fool, and ace the game
Mo thug one, witness the family scriptures
Mo thug two, family reunion comin to get ya
Mo thug three, presentation of the mothership
Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and maintain
(hook)
4.Resurrection(Paper Paper)
intro：bizzy bone
Where the fiends at？
(laughs)
Nigga
Bone thugs
Harmony
Chorus： bizzy, krayzie
Money i'ma get me some
My nigga i'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money i'ma get me some
My nigga i'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money i'ma get me some
My nigga i'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money i'ma get me some
My nigga i'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money
Verse one： bizzy bone, krayzie bone
My my babys bangin,
Beefin with me,
Squashed it ordained it,
Better yet sustained the flurry
Hide in the fury,
But the ways of a broad
Don't mean you've died out of my life,
I'm hurt, burn me baby,
Tie down.
And child hood scars,
Crackhead cause niggas i dont know
That who'd ya think you are.
And here we are, steady we roll out over you.
When it's over it's over,
For the soldiers who hear me, that'll
Get me in trouble.
Can i be closer, stay right near me.
Here we are, aint no stars, uh huh.......
Can i get drunk off in some bar,
Without some haters sayin
'who do you think you are？!'
When i'm sober, start jumpin in it to win itttt.........
Shit i bet they thought we fell off.
Bone thugs~n~harmony resurrection,
Krayzie, layzie, bizzy, wish,
We in the flesh.
Rememeber them thuggish ruggish niggas,
Gotta get down fo my thang in here.
You already know when we came in here we raw,
Fuck what u heard and you read about us,
Just believe what you saw.
Till i die, im down to ride in the war
When you niggas get serious, let a nigga know,
Maybe then we can roll.
Nigga bad to the bone,
But i sure dont click with hoes
And no bustas, hatas, or hoes when
They poppin up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and violent.
Bitches was not invited!
Put'em in a coffin before they get me man.
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang.
Runnin with the pump pump, no bluffin
We buck!
Nigga better realize still claim
Nineteen nine nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, fuck'em to the end,
And when i run out,
I reloadin and buckin again, some mo!
Nigga puttin it down, worldwide.
Them wicked bad-ass thugs.
You punk niggas hate us,
But we don't trip,
We still get madd ass love.
I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
We'll straight up toss his ass
And if he flossin cash and jewelry,
Rip it off his ass,
Keep walkin fast.
Thuggish ruggish till the day that i die,
Fuck it that's all i been all of my life.
It's just t-h-u-g we be.
And it aint no thang,
Keep buckin buckin,
Dumpin, fuckin'em bustas up with my gauge.
We poppin all yall,
Im watchin all yall.
Chorus： bizzy, krayzie
Money i'ma get me some
My nigga i'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money i'ma get me some
My nigga i'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money
Verse two： layzie bone, wish bone (bizzy bone) [bizzy bone ＆
wish bone]
Time after time,
Everywhere i look,
Everywhere i turn,
Niggas talkin bout death.
Like a nigga can't dream of nuthin else,
But a lil bit of wealth.
Tryin to help they self,
And i really can't blame you,
Cause i do the same too.
Man do what you gotta do.
But what imma do is keep protectin my cheddar fool.
Aint none of yall niggas do it betta, ohhh.
And im ahead of you and yall hate it,
Only the real thugs keepin it raw.
Grippin that heat tight,
Livin that street life.
Nigga imma let it fool round and get war.
Niggas is plottin that 2-11,
Thats why i got heat for armageddon.
Picture lay on his knees and i'm beggin,
Nigga betta shoot me and send me to heaven.
Fuck all the drama, imma just blast,
Hollow point tips off in that ass.
Tha slicka the nigga
Thats pullin the trigga
Is the nigga thats standin up last.
Countin this cash,
Still doin this mash.
Blowin much weed
As we watch you bleed.
Nigga got killed fo the love of the cheese.
Now you cant do shit cause your 6 feet deep.
Fuckin with lay
Is a game you shouldnt play,
Even myself i could die today.
I could lie, but hey it aint worth it,
Shit, aint none of us here to stay.
Imma hold my ground,
And imma lace my boots.
So when its time to shoot, then thats it.
Screamin out mo thug in this bitch,
And bone thugs in this bitch, nigga.
It's all about money, yeah.
Imma get me some.
Cant be fuckin with niggas that aint got none.
Cause lately yall been actin funny,
I guess you smell some money.
Get out my pockets,
Betta count your shit
It's still st. clair wig-split.
Four other niggas that i run with,
You dont wanna fuck with.
Remember back in the days when we was fucked up
But not anymore (uh uh, no, no)
And aint a damn thang come easy,
Fo cheese,
Believe me,
Believe me,
And it aint gone stop at the end of my time
With my bone thug love
I'ma always get mine.
And i mean that,
Gotta have that,
Paper paper,
Money money,
Money, money.
Chorus： bizzy, krayzie
Money i'ma get me some
My nigga i'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money i'ma get me some
My nigga i'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....
Money
Verse three： flesh-n-bone (layzie bone)
You better believe we five of the last
True soldiers standin' in command
You thought of me closin the book.
On this bitch on ya'll, flip on yall,
I am what i am the fifth dawg!
It's all good,
Paper paper for the whole hood.
Tell'em i got dibs on this and kids in this
(you real as, real as shit)
Reminiscin on my thug ass nigga eazy-e (eazy-e).
Six deep in a six-double-o benzo
Fo the love of money.
I gotta get the paper.
I told yall aint a damn thang changed
Bout the nigga they bang.
My niggas,they're down,
And we'll bang your brain,
Muthafucka for thinkin he famous!
Bridge： bizzy bone ＆ layzie bone
We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh,
We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh
Verse four： flesh-n-bone
And if i can go bite the bullet
So eazy in my cadillac,
Bend a couple of corners,
Smoke out with some hoes,
Now where yall at？
21st century heroes,
Two-triple-zero,
Righteous ones,
And wish the howse
Then can roll with one hundred and forty four thousand
5.Show 'em
Bizzy bone／layzie bone ＆krayzie bone：
Shit, who bone thugs？
Hell yeah bone thugs
Man them niggas broke up a long time ago
Nigga what the fuck you talking bout？
Mmm huu.
Shit nigga
I'll tell you one thing
Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby
You right about that shit right there
You know, is that right？
Heh heh
Nigga you gotta be kidding me
What？
Nigga give me a drink!
Here nigga, here some hennessy
Man, them niggas can't be dying
Bone thugs negro
Don't know where you are？
It can't be over!
It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout？
Nigga gimme a drink.
And tha haters can't stand it.
They can't believe it. bone thugs~n~harmony
Ha ha ha, goddamn right nigga!
Ruthless records.
What, what rest in peace little eazy godfather.
Ooh-eee
Better call the police!
Bone thugs~n~harmony, 2000 muthafuckas!
Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name
Bizzy bone：
Will they prostitute me？ (2x)
Stay under surveillance
Get out tha county, this nigga ain't got all my fuckin' jewelry
Local niggas, got me fucked up bone thugs bitch
Runnin' and we thuggin' it up
Look at a creepin' on ah come up
Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so mysterious
How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up？
Come kill me hater, murder with the ak.
Play our, play our c town, all the way through t town.
Northcoast keep goin.
Ready for the midwest invasion
Y'all niggas keep growin
But know that i know we was saken
Fuck shit some niggas can't take it, respect that.
But we poets and if you don't squash it, fuck some rap shit.
I be on some many mack your ass attack shit.
Ready to back that.
Now who rollin？
Bone
Krayzie bone：
Krayzie up in this muthafucka
Nigga i'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka untill
somebody dead!
And even though we know niggas bust back.
Big bullets givin' muthafuckas heart attacks.
Unload tat-tat-tat-tat!
Krayzie bone never did roll with no hoes,
Hell naw we lettin' muthafuckas know.
Everybody on the floor!
And this aint no goddamn joke!
Nigga, break yourself or get broke!
All i want is the money
My cash flow
And i'm leaving on the first thing smoking out to cleveland
We gotta get even.
Even if it means i got to stop a muthafucka from breathin.
And i'm waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me.
Nigga that can explain the reason you fucked up, bleedin.
Never forgot about guns, never forgot how to load em
Never forgot how to shoot em.
Always a thug nigga what？
Fuck it, let's shoot up the club.
If any of you niggas get pumped
Thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped.
And we goin' shut this whole thang down
Going out with a big bang, pow!
And that's how the thugs do it
You know we get down and dirty
Nigga, you know the story, don't make me, boil me
Let's get ready for war
Last year we was humble, nigga, this year we heartless
So, any nigga that want static
Come meet us outside in the yard, bitch!
Layzie bone：
It's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob
I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids
Never ever will i be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends til
the law
Ends, flossin
Rollin in my benz i go against the grain
See, we ain't go change
I take an eye for a eye
Either thug or you die, and i ain't goin cry.
Rock a bye bye, nigga, die-die
Got a grudge against the judge
Tryin' to lock up my thugs
Wanna see us fall short
Fuck it, i'ma blow up the court and show ？m no remorse.
Hit 'em up with the c4, backdoor
Nigga, let stack go
I'ma attack with rap and show the crooked ass law no love
Better let dogs loose
Got him, hold him up
And on top of that, these niggas fuckin' with cuz
All the real niggas in the streets with heat
If you really got beef, then buck it, fuck it
Nigga get disgusted, commit that 187 in public
If you runnin' for your life
In hot pursuit and you got to shoot to stay free, scream,
Murda on the government, take me
No surrender, no retreat
Might as well say,
Fuck this rappin', what's happenin？
Layzie goin out blastin i'm smashin on any muthafucka who be
thinkin they
Gon
Get they ass off without gettin' a little action.
I crept and i came, down for my thang, man.
It's a different game.
Muthafuckas out callin' my name, but i'ma keep it the same
Figured i changed, nigga, fuck the fame
It ain't no mystery about mine
Same little nigga from the double nine
Everytime, i keeps it real with shit you can feel, still to the
glock glock
Wish bone：
Aw yeah, i'ma hit 'em with the murda mo.
See 'em, better let it go
Bet they gon' run, run. nine millimeter plus
I got a nigga beat or when it ain't enough
I got my shotgun
Now, how many niggas wanna roll with me？
Y'all say you real, then we'll see
Will you ride for me？
Will you die for me？
If i pop somebody, straight up lie for me？
There he go, now slowly approach
Start buckin' but baby, no kills
Hit him low, we gotta get money so fuck it
Just show him what's real
Cause it's all about money, money, yeah
Don't get in my way
Fuckin' with my money
Cause that could surely get you killed
Better find somebody to play with 'cause i really ain't out to
play bitch
Serious 'bout mine 'cause you're runnin' out of time
And talkin' that shit'll get you touched, bitch
Now you know that we ain't into that rappin back and forth on no
song
Shit, like we ain't got nothin' else to talk about but you on
that hoe shit
There go cleveland
Lets get it over with
Flesh n bone：
Get the fuck outta my way
They say they move down and side to side
I beg to part your stupid ass clean out my path
Nigga, when the bullet blow!
One bullet for this silly muthfucka!
Your bloodbath, baby livin' in the day that made me sick in tha
head
So crazy, interrogation
So many haters aggravate, so i convey and toss grenades
You niggas wanna be the t h u g？
Please, like me but can't see me
Bend and roll like a fuckin hog
Muthafuck, 5th dawg is definitely too damned greedy, sleazy
So many hoes screamin, bitch, skeeze me
Tease my nuts, get up on the thug stroll darlin
Stack my dollars up to the ceiling
Nigga, with a mob and creepin through the neighborhood robbin
damn
It's a man on the roof with a gun, better run
It's your chance
Runnin through servin a dum dum to you
I'm a unique bone thug man
Stop wonderin' why did he leave that bloody, dead body gone
The nigga thought he could fuck with mine
But you'll never find no others more like my kind
You heard my niggas willin' to get down and dirty
I don't give a fuck!
See the villian trudgin, nigga, peelin slugs!
A muthafucka here to show you who the realest thugs and that's
us
The original thugstas
Subliminal criminal way to kill an individual
Bone clone niggas that thinkin' that they invincible
But not a real
I'm here to let you know, for sure, hoes!
Yeah niggas
Bone back in the house once again
Bringin ya'll niggas that real shit!
Lil layzie, bizzy, wish, krayzie, and that nigga flesh!
Wanna say what's up to all them real ass niggas out there feelin
this thug
Shit and
Fuck all y'all player hatin ass
Clonin ass, wannabe eazy-e bone thug mo thug ass niggas!
We told ya'll niggas this shit was eternal
Eternal, eternal, eternal, eternal, eternal'..
6.The Righteous Ones
(chorus) david's daughter
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one？
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us
(verse 1) layzie bone
Mama said it's a cruel world
And i still can't believe some of them things that i've seen
with my own eyes
Weak niggas frontin like the strong guys fuckin with them bone
guys
Nigga you die,you die'm that sneaky little nigga still off the
hook
Off the chain and a muthafucking wire
You can label me a hitman that's out here for hire
Throwin up blood til the world expires
Nigga's lost and it turned out
Ain't got no direction and don't know which way to go
Nigga save your soul cause we all gotta struggle or strive
And that's called survival
It's vital nigga better know what to die for
Living in the battlefield it's all about respect and honor
Niggas be strapped with the gats and armor
Ready for whatever nigga fuck the drama bitch what？
We can make a mil take a mil tell me how that paper feel
Is he real is he real？
Would it make a nigga kill for the house on the hill？
Drive a brand new benz and no bills？
Fuckin right it will that's why i stay heated
Cause i got to let'em know a nigga's needed
Nigga fuckin with me while i'm weeded
Comin with the beef then nigga you eat it,eat it,eat it!
(chorus)
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one？
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us
(verse 2) bizzy bone
And you're feeling so thuggish outta columbus
Seen my mama？
Hey, remember me baby？
I bought a mercedes, a crib for my babies
And lately got him running from lady death, still i'm shady
Okay they say he schizophrenic and crazy
Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a
teen
And now my mama lets me down
She wouldnt pick up the phone
I'll make it all on my own
But that's a whole other song and y'all don't leave it alone!
I save then baby, c'mon!
Murderous, somebody noticed when i strike through the killing
fields, dead!
T-rock done got shot got a glock for the nigga ar-tillery shop
Drop when the nigga pop and the party dont stop till they call
the cops!
Somebody get with the bacardi, got to get to the block
You know it's me and my niggas, all the guerillas, killas
Still i'm puttin the gun off the lock
Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and tick-tock!
(chorus)
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
(verse 3) flesh -n- bone
We got mack-11's ak-47's
Yellin mo murda with the beam got lots of felons
Bloody bodies smellin
Caught up in a 180 ah got grenades and cannons involved
When i'm barkin just fuck with the 5th dawg
Nigga we got a missle to haul off the shotty guns
And a barreled sawed-off
And all the body bags come with the white chalk
Nigga while you on a mission my nigga better protect the chest
A super nigga bullet-proof vest nigga take it from me flesh
You don't wanna be sorry yet again
We don't need another nigga-less army
So investing me with artillery quality satisfactory guaranteed
I ain't no con i'm a nigga that's waiting for some shit like nam
To pop off in my country!
(verse 4) bizzy bone
When kennedy was shot on the drive, the roof went on fire
Hide all, you little children in a dire
When i spark in the dark with a lighter
Light up and don't die in silence
Somebody was sitting on the backs of the lions
Somebody was drinking from the back of the lamb
Somebody was spittin' ammunition in the radio-even in zion
(zion)
Millennium and also through the city when they hated
Don't be bucking on my bone
When someone's home and never play to me
And pray to me, can't play with me
So label me a runaway slave
And 'c廥t la vie'!
Murda mo criminal's insane
Isn't worried about the aliens
Move faster and then ask 'em about the state of men and help the
matter
Brace yourself, i can't tell if i'm in peril
I ain't well, fucking up some, soaking up some
How will he run from jail？
When the jail's within himself
The righteous one!
(chorus)
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us
7.Weed Song
weed song
Take me
Higher, higher, baby
Can you feel it？？ (feel it, feel it, feel it)
Do you feel the same weed high that i do？？
Cuz i'm so high (reefer makes you feel that way)
And i feeling so right
Roll mo,roll mo, let's smoke, i got to get high
I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la,
la, la)
And i just been smokin' and smokin'
Smoke another blunt, roll another up
You know that weed can really ease your mind
Everytime i smoke a reefer that indo high makes me fly
If everybody smoked a blunt, relieve the mind, the world could
be a better
Place
If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted
Float out(out, out out), smoked out(out, out, out), choked
out(out, out,
Out), pull another o (out, out, out)
Let's get p-o-d-ded (p-o-d-ded, p-o-d-ded)
The weed can't get no better (no better baby)
20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday
Come around my way, you gone want to stay
Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all i can say
Sure i need some more
Don't make we wait, stay awake, fake sleep,
Got the weed between the sheets
Catch me
Mary jane bless me
Open up the door, stimulate your mind, slide my bumb up the
blunt
Open up to what you find in mara....juana
I've never been inm high times (lovin' them high times)
I never been in high times (but could you tell me)
Am i high enough (am i high enough)
Am i high enough (am i high enough)
I remeber being a little thug
Weed, really didn't know what it was
Then i took a puff and i realized
I should always, stay high
The weed (the weed), makes me feel alright (alright)
If you feel like i feel, i got half on your dime
If you got weed smoke it, i'm a real weed smoker
If it's mine then i would
Since its yours you could, you should
If i ain't there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think
of me
Cuz you know a nigga like to get high (high), high and free
Smokin' all night, feelin' all right
Bone thugs get high, so high
High, high, all night, high, high
So high
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my
I know you wonder why i do this love the sky
And i soar up so high
This mornin' i was in my bed
Bangin' and ringin' inside my head
I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night i got p-o-ded
instead
So baby don't go away, all i got to say
Is i gotta have you mary j
Such a heavenly feelin' i get when i'm taking fat ass blunts to
the brain
Oh darlin i'm going insane and i wish we really can
Kick it at home in america, like it was on in amsterdam
You heard that i'm, you heard i'm, nothin' but a,realler thug
nigga
Nothin' less than a killa, i might if i'm makin' a scrilla
I never knew no one as live as the bone that kick as strong as
me
Be rippin' the bong like me, can get it as long as me
When i need to free my mind
I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed
Everything i need, leave it to the trees
It can make me feel better, and everyday i wake we
Be rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts
And i, keep a case of swissha sweets in the trunk
So when i'm rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin'
Through the city in the drop top
Glock cocked,rollin', just rollin'
Me and mary jane
That's my world, that's my thang
The way she penetrates my brain
Buddah, done blessed me with game
Good game, you wanna chop it up, we can kick it, smoke a phatty
to the dome
Nigga lay high, thugged out, smokin', all, night, long
Chorus till fade
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