Mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, it's all about
Mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, it's all about
Mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, it's all about
Mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, it's all about
Much love, much love, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
You know we thuggish, ruggish
And yo, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world
To be a thug in harmony, so peaceful
We're so thuggish, ruggish
And too, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world
To be a thug in harmony, so peaceful
(Peaceful)
Mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, it's all about
Mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, it's all about
Mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, it's all about
Mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug, mo' thug
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - The Art of War Album Lyrics
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - The Art of War Lyrics
- Retaliation (Intro)
- Handle The Vibe
- Look Into My Eyes
- Body Rott
- Its All Mo Thug
- Ready 4 War
- Ain't Nothin' Changed (Everyday Thang Part II)
- Clog Up Yo Mind
- Its All Real
- Hard Times (Interlude)
- Mind Of A Souljah
- If I Could Teach The World
- Family Tree
- Mo' Thug (Intro)
- Thug Luv
- Hatin Nation
- 7 Sign
- Wasteland Warriors
- Neighborhood Slang (Interlude)
- U Aint Bone
- Get Cha Thug On
- All Original
- Blaze It (Interlude)
- Let The Law End
- Whom Die They Lie
- How Many of Us Have Them (Friends)
- Evil Paradise
- Mo Thug - Family Tree
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Handle The Vibe
[Krayzie]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[ clapping your hands] 4x
[chorus]
As we ride by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play
Can you handle the vibe
[Krayzie]
Pedal to the medal we see blue light
[Bizzy]
They wanted to get RIP f*ckin wit my sawed-off
Polish it all down till it replenish
Soon As I'm finished my pistol get jealous especially 357 me punish you
Buck at me bangin wit your magnum for
You crept and you came and shit changed
M-11's grenades and them AK-47's bang
Nigga what you sayin you came and you went
Now bet on the real it's all the way to the bank and you think
Fin to get that gangster getting a demon you can conjure up and see
If we get angels pinnin my ankles bloody murder f*ck wit Jesus
He done creeping deep puttin those to sleep till I raise up on my enemies
Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt and 400 years of oppression
Spread the message I ain't finished diminished you so called critics
And f*ck them billboard and the billboard status me kick it
You f*cked up for a while up outta the town but that was a trial
Man and I don't know how style through with them crowds and now
I got to kick it breakin new ground wantin my people to gather around
Remember the sound of the rounds came from my town
That only a bitch would bite that we can't allow
And they won't claim my style ready to beat you down
Hittin them tombstones (sellin volumes) getting in costumes now
I'm rolling with Makaveli pinnin my pistol steady ready
Buck them flames aim for the pressure point
And a point where I break your hand in nigga yeah
[Krayzie]
I beg your pardon my nigga but how do you know me
I roll in your city and people be pinnin me yo but some nigga just told me
He put in your record and you was disrepectin off the T-O-P
Should've put him in his coffin now go seek 'em and found pow pow
Put him in the river now nigga who wild wild
What incredible style that's what you was thinkin
when you tried to get it down
We see that you f*ck with a daily crowd so nigga just turn your ass out
Whenever you ready to rumble my nigga just meet us outside of the club
Ready to slang slugs nigga done got to drunk and forgot that we claim MO'
Nigga this shit is ridiculous
just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us
Buck you to hell it was nigga you down with us
Nigga you scared when a St. Clair nigga bust
Aw F*ck left his guts in my trunk nigga tried a 211 f*cked around got 187
Niggas wit heat who could it be nobody but them T-H-you-G's with artillery
We come in peace nigga please freeze
Put 'em on they knees nigga don't even breathe and these
Are the warriors killas destroyin ya you're gonna die
[chorus]
[Layzie]
The hatin season ceasing agree nigga let this be the reason
Niggas from Cleveland fin to get even
steven stoppin you bitches from breathing
Time is up you know you can't cop that thugs who rap fin to put down payments
Criminal mind state of lyricist want to test us nigga hear this
My niggas are down with the murder mo
Real thuggas and killas that claim
I'm ready to win it my nigga
now bet it be ripped to the finish everyday be the same
But artillery shop stackin Bone got heat for Armageddon
Ready for the war all day want action Playa hation steadily spray 'em
Hit 'em with the buck buck bang my nigga this shit don't stop
The government all on my dick want to see little Lay Bone drop
You see the policeman they give me no break
Fin to rest in peace when they try to send me up state no thanks
I got mo money up outta the bank these niggas are stackin our rocks
Refuse the peace and nevertheless then you can roll with the bone so come on
[Wish]
When all goes down when all goes down you can count on me
Cause I got Mo thugs Bone thugs N Harmony and that's my calvary
If you ride with Bone you ain't alone nigga trust us
Follow me down these wicked streets I grew up on
want to sound like us
Ain't nothing to do we come for you kiss mommy bye-bye you gone die
And I got heat for every heat you bring you shoot we shoot
Better watch out watch out for them thugsta thugsta niggas sneakin up on you
I told you it's comin Armageddon [It's comin Armageddon]
New world order [new world order] If we get our shit together
Bitches ain't nothin we none
Make this shit on the streets for you to know to know
we gettin our shit together
Better get your shit together cause when you go you go you go
[chorus]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[ clapping your hands] 4x
[chorus]
As we ride by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play
Can you handle the vibe
[Krayzie]
Pedal to the medal we see blue light
[Bizzy]
They wanted to get RIP f*ckin wit my sawed-off
Polish it all down till it replenish
Soon As I'm finished my pistol get jealous especially 357 me punish you
Buck at me bangin wit your magnum for
You crept and you came and shit changed
M-11's grenades and them AK-47's bang
Nigga what you sayin you came and you went
Now bet on the real it's all the way to the bank and you think
Fin to get that gangster getting a demon you can conjure up and see
If we get angels pinnin my ankles bloody murder f*ck wit Jesus
He done creeping deep puttin those to sleep till I raise up on my enemies
Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt and 400 years of oppression
Spread the message I ain't finished diminished you so called critics
And f*ck them billboard and the billboard status me kick it
You f*cked up for a while up outta the town but that was a trial
Man and I don't know how style through with them crowds and now
I got to kick it breakin new ground wantin my people to gather around
Remember the sound of the rounds came from my town
That only a bitch would bite that we can't allow
And they won't claim my style ready to beat you down
Hittin them tombstones (sellin volumes) getting in costumes now
I'm rolling with Makaveli pinnin my pistol steady ready
Buck them flames aim for the pressure point
And a point where I break your hand in nigga yeah
[Krayzie]
I beg your pardon my nigga but how do you know me
I roll in your city and people be pinnin me yo but some nigga just told me
He put in your record and you was disrepectin off the T-O-P
Should've put him in his coffin now go seek 'em and found pow pow
Put him in the river now nigga who wild wild
What incredible style that's what you was thinkin
when you tried to get it down
We see that you f*ck with a daily crowd so nigga just turn your ass out
Whenever you ready to rumble my nigga just meet us outside of the club
Ready to slang slugs nigga done got to drunk and forgot that we claim MO'
Nigga this shit is ridiculous
just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us
Buck you to hell it was nigga you down with us
Nigga you scared when a St. Clair nigga bust
Aw F*ck left his guts in my trunk nigga tried a 211 f*cked around got 187
Niggas wit heat who could it be nobody but them T-H-you-G's with artillery
We come in peace nigga please freeze
Put 'em on they knees nigga don't even breathe and these
Are the warriors killas destroyin ya you're gonna die
[chorus]
[Layzie]
The hatin season ceasing agree nigga let this be the reason
Niggas from Cleveland fin to get even
steven stoppin you bitches from breathing
Time is up you know you can't cop that thugs who rap fin to put down payments
Criminal mind state of lyricist want to test us nigga hear this
My niggas are down with the murder mo
Real thuggas and killas that claim
I'm ready to win it my nigga
now bet it be ripped to the finish everyday be the same
But artillery shop stackin Bone got heat for Armageddon
Ready for the war all day want action Playa hation steadily spray 'em
Hit 'em with the buck buck bang my nigga this shit don't stop
The government all on my dick want to see little Lay Bone drop
You see the policeman they give me no break
Fin to rest in peace when they try to send me up state no thanks
I got mo money up outta the bank these niggas are stackin our rocks
Refuse the peace and nevertheless then you can roll with the bone so come on
[Wish]
When all goes down when all goes down you can count on me
Cause I got Mo thugs Bone thugs N Harmony and that's my calvary
If you ride with Bone you ain't alone nigga trust us
Follow me down these wicked streets I grew up on
want to sound like us
Ain't nothing to do we come for you kiss mommy bye-bye you gone die
And I got heat for every heat you bring you shoot we shoot
Better watch out watch out for them thugsta thugsta niggas sneakin up on you
I told you it's comin Armageddon [It's comin Armageddon]
New world order [new world order] If we get our shit together
Bitches ain't nothin we none
Make this shit on the streets for you to know to know
we gettin our shit together
Better get your shit together cause when you go you go you go
[chorus]
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, LAWRENCE KRSONE PARKER, STEVEN HOWSE, TONI COLANDREO
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Look Into My Eyes
[Krayzie]
We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always,
and ready to bring the war up your way, if you hate
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Could you tell me what you see?
[Bizzy]
Comin' through the door with my militia, why do they bring big niggas?
F*ck y'all, with a gang of bodyguards
My niggas is stone cold killas, peelas
Steppin' out the limos the bitch soldiers maintain
Givin' my babies all of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin'
My gang, you know me. Homies got mo' love
And I'm blessed, when I'm outta my sentence
Pump my fist to Mo Thug, gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders
Jesus sent me his roll or loco, sober, load a revolver, hold up
Now, buck 'em all to Hell, 'cause I'm showin' 'em
And I seen that the bulletholes was too much, no luck
Ya get blowed up, all of you niggas goes out
The surgeons say that your body can not be sewed up
Hold up, and wait a minute
It's time for Bone Thugs, 'cause y'all think that you can really hate, nigga
[Chorus]
[Krayzie]
What makes a nigga think he can bite my shit and call his shit original?
What's worse, tellin' people you made the style we put down three f*ckin'
years ago
And that's just like a nigga wanna take all the credit
I bet it didn't even occur that we would eventually meet with ya, kid
Don't crash, collide, lock up with the enemy
And I don't wanna say a nigga's name and all that
but a y'all fin to get stomped, let 'em loose
And they heard the news, ya run up, ya could get dead, oh
Uh-huh, hey, we murder muthaf*ckas in a deadly way -
fully automatic when we let 'em lay
"Aw shit! Get down, Leatherface."
F*ck 'em all, if I can't get my respect
Come on, now, put them to rest
What a bloody, bloody mess, but nevertheless, we won't stress
I figured this platinum got you actin' like you got to be me
It's all in your mind, but in time, you'll find we as real as we speak
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
All I see is this soldier, pistol in holster, givin' you the most
I toast to them thugs
Nigga, nothin' but the love of bud that we brought to the table
And a nigga wanna test, catch slugs, put 'em in the mud
Harmony smooth with the thug shit, mo murda to the fools that clone
Five niggas loc'd out with the roughness, nigga
And it's war when you craft these Bones we can get it on
And I'm referrin' to all of y'all bitches
Y'all know who y'all are when y'all tried that
Rollin' with the E since ninety-three, shuttin'
shit down in the industry, nigga, can you bite that?
I know y'all niggas wanna roll with pros, and make friend of foes
But we chosen - God done blessed us with His potion
pure devotion, freely spoken, baby
Niggas can't see us never, stay together, my click too clever
Ridin' through the days of the stormy weather
Remember: eternal, it means for everlastin'
#1 Assassin blastin', bashin' on all you niggas's what I'm doin'
All of the heavens gonna be rulin' trues, when He come
We won't be losin', provin' 'em wrong
[Chorus]
[Wish]
I see five killa realer niggas ready to roll wherever I go
True to pull the trigger, smother a nigga, put 'em in a river
We the killas, and that's for sure
Niggas out there clownin' mine, you can't rhyme, the style you got is all mine
And when I see you, bitch, I'm goin' in your pockets double-time
And it's like that, you don't want that
Come and get some pap, pap. Wanna sound like?
Wanna be like? Nigga, we can't have that
Why a nigga wanna bite the Bone shit? Platinum raps
Nigga bet that bitin' shit ain't doin' nothin', tryin' to make somethin'
outta nothin'
F*ck it, let's peel caps, buck 'em all down
Put 'em in check, f*ck 'em up with the 44 mag, I'm glad
'cause when you're f*ckin' with Bone, we sendin' 'em home in a bodybag
Now, look into my eyes, bet you see a realer killa thug puttin' it down with
harmony, harmony
[Chorus]
We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always,
and ready to bring the war up your way, if you hate
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Could you tell me what you see?
[Bizzy]
Comin' through the door with my militia, why do they bring big niggas?
F*ck y'all, with a gang of bodyguards
My niggas is stone cold killas, peelas
Steppin' out the limos the bitch soldiers maintain
Givin' my babies all of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin'
My gang, you know me. Homies got mo' love
And I'm blessed, when I'm outta my sentence
Pump my fist to Mo Thug, gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders
Jesus sent me his roll or loco, sober, load a revolver, hold up
Now, buck 'em all to Hell, 'cause I'm showin' 'em
And I seen that the bulletholes was too much, no luck
Ya get blowed up, all of you niggas goes out
The surgeons say that your body can not be sewed up
Hold up, and wait a minute
It's time for Bone Thugs, 'cause y'all think that you can really hate, nigga
[Chorus]
[Krayzie]
What makes a nigga think he can bite my shit and call his shit original?
What's worse, tellin' people you made the style we put down three f*ckin'
years ago
And that's just like a nigga wanna take all the credit
I bet it didn't even occur that we would eventually meet with ya, kid
Don't crash, collide, lock up with the enemy
And I don't wanna say a nigga's name and all that
but a y'all fin to get stomped, let 'em loose
And they heard the news, ya run up, ya could get dead, oh
Uh-huh, hey, we murder muthaf*ckas in a deadly way -
fully automatic when we let 'em lay
"Aw shit! Get down, Leatherface."
F*ck 'em all, if I can't get my respect
Come on, now, put them to rest
What a bloody, bloody mess, but nevertheless, we won't stress
I figured this platinum got you actin' like you got to be me
It's all in your mind, but in time, you'll find we as real as we speak
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
All I see is this soldier, pistol in holster, givin' you the most
I toast to them thugs
Nigga, nothin' but the love of bud that we brought to the table
And a nigga wanna test, catch slugs, put 'em in the mud
Harmony smooth with the thug shit, mo murda to the fools that clone
Five niggas loc'd out with the roughness, nigga
And it's war when you craft these Bones we can get it on
And I'm referrin' to all of y'all bitches
Y'all know who y'all are when y'all tried that
Rollin' with the E since ninety-three, shuttin'
shit down in the industry, nigga, can you bite that?
I know y'all niggas wanna roll with pros, and make friend of foes
But we chosen - God done blessed us with His potion
pure devotion, freely spoken, baby
Niggas can't see us never, stay together, my click too clever
Ridin' through the days of the stormy weather
Remember: eternal, it means for everlastin'
#1 Assassin blastin', bashin' on all you niggas's what I'm doin'
All of the heavens gonna be rulin' trues, when He come
We won't be losin', provin' 'em wrong
[Chorus]
[Wish]
I see five killa realer niggas ready to roll wherever I go
True to pull the trigger, smother a nigga, put 'em in a river
We the killas, and that's for sure
Niggas out there clownin' mine, you can't rhyme, the style you got is all mine
And when I see you, bitch, I'm goin' in your pockets double-time
And it's like that, you don't want that
Come and get some pap, pap. Wanna sound like?
Wanna be like? Nigga, we can't have that
Why a nigga wanna bite the Bone shit? Platinum raps
Nigga bet that bitin' shit ain't doin' nothin', tryin' to make somethin'
outta nothin'
F*ck it, let's peel caps, buck 'em all down
Put 'em in check, f*ck 'em up with the 44 mag, I'm glad
'cause when you're f*ckin' with Bone, we sendin' 'em home in a bodybag
Now, look into my eyes, bet you see a realer killa thug puttin' it down with
harmony, harmony
[Chorus]
Writer: TIM MIDDLETON, ANTHONY HENDERSON, STEVEN HOWSE, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, TONY COWAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Body Rott
[Chorus x2]
I say the war shouldn't stop
Until these playa-hatin niggas body rott (body rott)
Nigga the war shouldn't stop
Until these motherf*ckin cops body rott (body rott)
[Krayzie]
We paper chasers, smokin blunts
You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us (like us)
Don't be so quick to test us
I'll be annoyed and might bust
I'ma have to talk to Eazy through the Ouija
So I can see
If maybe he can tell me
Why you're hatin on me, bitin on me
Why you want me
To show a nigga Leather Face, and he
Don't f*ck around nigga
He's a real buck 'em down nigga
Motherf*ck rappin', how 'bout f*ckin wit me now nigga
Nigga get ya checks from ya broads, get high
Then your broads sneak ya keys from ya niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party, even the niggas with a problem
Made-nigga, we done solve 'em
Cause, bitch we'll sqaush 'em
Don't know me, f*ck you when you got beef
But you also got to clone styles, and no motif
See me rappin' on yo TV actin
And it's a fact that when you see us in person
Think we gon flex, or show you no action
Down for mine, got to show a nigga time to time
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I'm filled with so much anger and pain
And if I drop, then I'll explode like a f*ckin grenade nigga
F*ck calm, time to ring the alarm
Breakin' niggas out of prison killin all the guards (Woo!)
Power to the people, givin people the power
To put it down in your city
And f*ck them hillbillies
Nigga, I can't stand no
Motherf*ckin po-po
When will we start killin these bitches and takin no mo'?
Yeah, Mo Thug, the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin
You can say I roll wit-a-gang
And dissin chin checkers in the making
So nigga continue with the rotatation (rotation, rotation, rotation)
[Chorus]
[Bizzy]
I heard. I murdered.
I heard. I murdered. I heard (heard)
Yeah nigga, we holler about all of the murders
Look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin the flow and let it burn
Without pistols, the police ain't strong
Finna bomb, bitch, you f*ckin wit all the black gat peeps
And in the 1999 when ya meet up in the end
Be it be no peace for the police
The (Biz!) here to rip the (streets!)
And get 'em all (pissed!)
Get ??
We dont take (defeat!)
Me steppin (retreat!)
You can lose yo arms, better use yo feet
Jus pick up my cannon, nigga, yeah yeah
Hear the pump, it erupt
We're corrupt as the four, down to buck
Come and get f*cked up
And get up outta the county, nigga get rowdy
(duck into battle)
Disappear-pear, in a ally
Reappear-pear, off in Cali
Can you feel me, daddy?
Proudly handle stuff like a man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
F*ck the rap, and corner bitch made hation nation
Nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me? Still can't fade me away
Go on, be gone
The point of view was made with the song
And while they pop, I'm ready to bomb (bomb bomb bomb)
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
How do you see me when you see me?
Drinkin' on Hennesy and Remy
Look into my eyes, my shit is dreamy
Beggin to Scotty, "Won't you beam me up?"
I buck, 12 gauge erupt, disrupt your order, infantry
Ya'll better expect annihalation f*ckin' around with the SCT
And I better be a souljah organizer, but they're lovin just us
Army see, full of harmony, and nigga 'In Thugs We Trust'
So nigga I bust, so back up off me
Givin' no mercy, shit is critical
Killin' you individual with a Ouija type ritual
I'm diggin a ditch for all you po-po who felt you could come & raid me
Ain't no way to be safe
Nigga, this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what's spoken
As I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin the Lord his devotion
[Chorus]
[Wish]
Now when you're f*ckin' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin
Got niggas knowin, rollin with me
Infra red to yo head, don't beg, you dead, we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thing, better ride ride
Cause when you f*ckin wit
You gon' die die
Don't be surprised, Bone want yo presidents, wanna run it all
Run all of it (all of it)
F*ck that dog, f*ck that dog
Cause niggas is superstitious
Nigga don't pull no gun if you ain't gon spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, oh
We buckin em down
Trust in me, in harmony, I try peace
Eternally bless my soul, Lord
And everybody that rides with me:
It's from me to you.
It's from me to you (me to you)
It's just my point of view
It's just our point of view (point of view, point of view)
Yeah, and that's why I stay high
So high, so high like ladi-da-da-da
Ladi-da-da-da, so high, so high
[Chorus]
I say the war shouldn't stop
Until these playa-hatin niggas body rott (body rott)
Nigga the war shouldn't stop
Until these motherf*ckin cops body rott (body rott)
[Krayzie]
We paper chasers, smokin blunts
You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us (like us)
Don't be so quick to test us
I'll be annoyed and might bust
I'ma have to talk to Eazy through the Ouija
So I can see
If maybe he can tell me
Why you're hatin on me, bitin on me
Why you want me
To show a nigga Leather Face, and he
Don't f*ck around nigga
He's a real buck 'em down nigga
Motherf*ck rappin', how 'bout f*ckin wit me now nigga
Nigga get ya checks from ya broads, get high
Then your broads sneak ya keys from ya niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party, even the niggas with a problem
Made-nigga, we done solve 'em
Cause, bitch we'll sqaush 'em
Don't know me, f*ck you when you got beef
But you also got to clone styles, and no motif
See me rappin' on yo TV actin
And it's a fact that when you see us in person
Think we gon flex, or show you no action
Down for mine, got to show a nigga time to time
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I'm filled with so much anger and pain
And if I drop, then I'll explode like a f*ckin grenade nigga
F*ck calm, time to ring the alarm
Breakin' niggas out of prison killin all the guards (Woo!)
Power to the people, givin people the power
To put it down in your city
And f*ck them hillbillies
Nigga, I can't stand no
Motherf*ckin po-po
When will we start killin these bitches and takin no mo'?
Yeah, Mo Thug, the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin
You can say I roll wit-a-gang
And dissin chin checkers in the making
So nigga continue with the rotatation (rotation, rotation, rotation)
[Chorus]
[Bizzy]
I heard. I murdered.
I heard. I murdered. I heard (heard)
Yeah nigga, we holler about all of the murders
Look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin the flow and let it burn
Without pistols, the police ain't strong
Finna bomb, bitch, you f*ckin wit all the black gat peeps
And in the 1999 when ya meet up in the end
Be it be no peace for the police
The (Biz!) here to rip the (streets!)
And get 'em all (pissed!)
Get ??
We dont take (defeat!)
Me steppin (retreat!)
You can lose yo arms, better use yo feet
Jus pick up my cannon, nigga, yeah yeah
Hear the pump, it erupt
We're corrupt as the four, down to buck
Come and get f*cked up
And get up outta the county, nigga get rowdy
(duck into battle)
Disappear-pear, in a ally
Reappear-pear, off in Cali
Can you feel me, daddy?
Proudly handle stuff like a man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
F*ck the rap, and corner bitch made hation nation
Nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me? Still can't fade me away
Go on, be gone
The point of view was made with the song
And while they pop, I'm ready to bomb (bomb bomb bomb)
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
How do you see me when you see me?
Drinkin' on Hennesy and Remy
Look into my eyes, my shit is dreamy
Beggin to Scotty, "Won't you beam me up?"
I buck, 12 gauge erupt, disrupt your order, infantry
Ya'll better expect annihalation f*ckin' around with the SCT
And I better be a souljah organizer, but they're lovin just us
Army see, full of harmony, and nigga 'In Thugs We Trust'
So nigga I bust, so back up off me
Givin' no mercy, shit is critical
Killin' you individual with a Ouija type ritual
I'm diggin a ditch for all you po-po who felt you could come & raid me
Ain't no way to be safe
Nigga, this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what's spoken
As I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin the Lord his devotion
[Chorus]
[Wish]
Now when you're f*ckin' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin
Got niggas knowin, rollin with me
Infra red to yo head, don't beg, you dead, we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thing, better ride ride
Cause when you f*ckin wit
You gon' die die
Don't be surprised, Bone want yo presidents, wanna run it all
Run all of it (all of it)
F*ck that dog, f*ck that dog
Cause niggas is superstitious
Nigga don't pull no gun if you ain't gon spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, oh
We buckin em down
Trust in me, in harmony, I try peace
Eternally bless my soul, Lord
And everybody that rides with me:
It's from me to you.
It's from me to you (me to you)
It's just my point of view
It's just our point of view (point of view, point of view)
Yeah, and that's why I stay high
So high, so high like ladi-da-da-da
Ladi-da-da-da, so high, so high
[Chorus]
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Its All Mo Thug
It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug [x2]
[Lazy]
Oh well, if ya snooze ya loose
Stop bringin that pistol and fetch ya,
Shoot it and catch ya, shit, pap,
Stay packin that gat in yo lap away
So if ya can't roll strapped
Now how about that
Dat pistol go tap at niggas who
Go f*ckin wit one of my own
No no, wrong, Any place where my chrome
Left devils at they home
Double bang, execution, we mo murda, stupid trick
You bitch that asked me
We don't play wit me game that be remainin mine and little man ran
To disater, wish I asked him
And I popped up and capped him
And Eazy is where we began
But I blessed him in the master plan
Niggaz thugin off in the Claire
It's still the pen
Can't f*ck wit these Cleveland Claire playas
So as long as ya betta be workin
Cause the Bone and Mo Thug on this mission
Listen, betta pray everyday
Cross us on the way hoe
[Krayzie]
Ohhhh, oh, oh
I just wanna seperate from the presious, baby
Or maybe,
I was meant to live my life caught up in this world of games
And God's name I pray
The devil, he be bringin me down
I can feel him cause he pullin me now,
Iv'e been blessed wit an incredable style
When there's pushin, it's just try to seperate and to break this all down,
Now ain't that foul,
So I asked the Lord to help me
"Lord, why does this life overwhealm me?"
When we livin in hell,
But we chill most every day like we in heaven
Oh well,
But time will tell,
Singin, "This is for the ringin of the bell, the bell, the bell."
But it be hard to maintain and stay peacefull
If you don't know to tame the devil then the devil will beat you,
Defeat you, deceive you, evil,
He will never leave you alone
I've been lookin for a better day,
But they don't ever seem to want to come my way (my way)
Hey, I've had a hell of a time
Tryin to make it cause my people steady stressin my mind,
So I stay high
So I'm already sittin on the top, ya see me,
When he be wit me,
He's daily inovatin me
Rarely see ya on the daily mission
Keep your distance from the flames,
Maybe you can survive, forever and a day
[Flesh]
Hell yeah
Got me flippin in the North Coast
Remeber me,
The crook who wrote the book,
I'm off da hook,
Most of yall niggaz betta take another look
Cause if ya playa hate the Bone then yo life'll get took
So quit, never bringin ya no bullshit man,
Face to face it's that assassin gang
Bringin the heat, all yall niggas bringin is lame,
But if ya wanna bring the pain, then ya gotta maintain
Commin in on another level,
Imma put you on deck up at the top of the pile
Fake niggas wanna claim my style but Imma break em on down,
But you gotta come unique,
It's the thuggish ruggish sound
That you're lookin for, or searchin for
Everybody boy wanna be like Bone and stay high,
Little kids no longer wanna be like Mike,
That's right they tryin to be like Bone and keep thuggin fo life
Gettin ready for the end, dawg
Wit my nigga Ken Dawg, hustlas, shiftas and Tre,
II Tru, AJ
Same muthaf*ckas from around my way
[Krayzie, Lazy]
This is how we play,
Every day it's the same old same,
Around my way (around my way)
We be thuggin a-round my way
This is how we play,
Every day it's the same old same,
Around my way,
Around my way,
Around my way,
Come around my way, my way (my way)
It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug [x2]
[Bizzy]
Little nigga wanna come, gunna feel my pain, pain
On the brain it's a stress, a strain
The game, the fame, the fame, the fame, (fame)
What about those hoes, oh no
Little Easy fo sho to teach Bone,
And if he's wrong, well, he's gone
For my journey to keep me strong
But dear Lord I miss my peoples
And it just seems so evil,
And that I can't kiss my kids goodnight,
Put em to bed, tuck em tight
And catch some sleep and that's all right, that's all right,
I'll get mine, yeah I'll get mine
It'll take time, minimum crime,
Weed and wine'll be just fine
Got somethin buggin all of my peoples (what)
In the back of a Caddy
Juppin outta Caddies, spreadin through alleys
In Cleveland and Cali like daddy and,
Oh, no, love, for double-a and duble-a zero,
Really wanna get yo combo,
Said I'm riddin round in your boat
[Wish]
You niggas can't f*ck, with
These Claire players, on top of the pile
And we roll this
Stand back, hatas gonna be here for a while,
Can't ya hear the crowd screamin real loud?
And that's for Bone Thugs
Dear Lord, my sis has got Bone to look up to
And feel proud of, on top of all of that there
Mommy's out the ghetto now
I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony,
For everything it brangs to me, yeah
I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony,
For everything it brangs to me
Better believe that we'll do em, do em,
Shoot em, shoot em
Kill em, kill em
Nigga ain't gonna stop nothin, niggaz
Been a long, hard way
Been a long, long, long, hard way
And I gotta get mine
Gonna floss up in the bed
Watchin niggas watchin me
That's tryin to take mine
But I got somethin for em, watchin niggas
Runnin away from me
It's time, bye, bye
Nigga don't wind up playa hatin
We got much love in Mo Thug
It's all about Mo Thug
It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug [x4]
[Lazy]
Oh well, if ya snooze ya loose
Stop bringin that pistol and fetch ya,
Shoot it and catch ya, shit, pap,
Stay packin that gat in yo lap away
So if ya can't roll strapped
Now how about that
Dat pistol go tap at niggas who
Go f*ckin wit one of my own
No no, wrong, Any place where my chrome
Left devils at they home
Double bang, execution, we mo murda, stupid trick
You bitch that asked me
We don't play wit me game that be remainin mine and little man ran
To disater, wish I asked him
And I popped up and capped him
And Eazy is where we began
But I blessed him in the master plan
Niggaz thugin off in the Claire
It's still the pen
Can't f*ck wit these Cleveland Claire playas
So as long as ya betta be workin
Cause the Bone and Mo Thug on this mission
Listen, betta pray everyday
Cross us on the way hoe
[Krayzie]
Ohhhh, oh, oh
I just wanna seperate from the presious, baby
Or maybe,
I was meant to live my life caught up in this world of games
And God's name I pray
The devil, he be bringin me down
I can feel him cause he pullin me now,
Iv'e been blessed wit an incredable style
When there's pushin, it's just try to seperate and to break this all down,
Now ain't that foul,
So I asked the Lord to help me
"Lord, why does this life overwhealm me?"
When we livin in hell,
But we chill most every day like we in heaven
Oh well,
But time will tell,
Singin, "This is for the ringin of the bell, the bell, the bell."
But it be hard to maintain and stay peacefull
If you don't know to tame the devil then the devil will beat you,
Defeat you, deceive you, evil,
He will never leave you alone
I've been lookin for a better day,
But they don't ever seem to want to come my way (my way)
Hey, I've had a hell of a time
Tryin to make it cause my people steady stressin my mind,
So I stay high
So I'm already sittin on the top, ya see me,
When he be wit me,
He's daily inovatin me
Rarely see ya on the daily mission
Keep your distance from the flames,
Maybe you can survive, forever and a day
[Flesh]
Hell yeah
Got me flippin in the North Coast
Remeber me,
The crook who wrote the book,
I'm off da hook,
Most of yall niggaz betta take another look
Cause if ya playa hate the Bone then yo life'll get took
So quit, never bringin ya no bullshit man,
Face to face it's that assassin gang
Bringin the heat, all yall niggas bringin is lame,
But if ya wanna bring the pain, then ya gotta maintain
Commin in on another level,
Imma put you on deck up at the top of the pile
Fake niggas wanna claim my style but Imma break em on down,
But you gotta come unique,
It's the thuggish ruggish sound
That you're lookin for, or searchin for
Everybody boy wanna be like Bone and stay high,
Little kids no longer wanna be like Mike,
That's right they tryin to be like Bone and keep thuggin fo life
Gettin ready for the end, dawg
Wit my nigga Ken Dawg, hustlas, shiftas and Tre,
II Tru, AJ
Same muthaf*ckas from around my way
[Krayzie, Lazy]
This is how we play,
Every day it's the same old same,
Around my way (around my way)
We be thuggin a-round my way
This is how we play,
Every day it's the same old same,
Around my way,
Around my way,
Around my way,
Come around my way, my way (my way)
It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug [x2]
[Bizzy]
Little nigga wanna come, gunna feel my pain, pain
On the brain it's a stress, a strain
The game, the fame, the fame, the fame, (fame)
What about those hoes, oh no
Little Easy fo sho to teach Bone,
And if he's wrong, well, he's gone
For my journey to keep me strong
But dear Lord I miss my peoples
And it just seems so evil,
And that I can't kiss my kids goodnight,
Put em to bed, tuck em tight
And catch some sleep and that's all right, that's all right,
I'll get mine, yeah I'll get mine
It'll take time, minimum crime,
Weed and wine'll be just fine
Got somethin buggin all of my peoples (what)
In the back of a Caddy
Juppin outta Caddies, spreadin through alleys
In Cleveland and Cali like daddy and,
Oh, no, love, for double-a and duble-a zero,
Really wanna get yo combo,
Said I'm riddin round in your boat
[Wish]
You niggas can't f*ck, with
These Claire players, on top of the pile
And we roll this
Stand back, hatas gonna be here for a while,
Can't ya hear the crowd screamin real loud?
And that's for Bone Thugs
Dear Lord, my sis has got Bone to look up to
And feel proud of, on top of all of that there
Mommy's out the ghetto now
I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony,
For everything it brangs to me, yeah
I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony,
For everything it brangs to me
Better believe that we'll do em, do em,
Shoot em, shoot em
Kill em, kill em
Nigga ain't gonna stop nothin, niggaz
Been a long, hard way
Been a long, long, long, hard way
And I gotta get mine
Gonna floss up in the bed
Watchin niggas watchin me
That's tryin to take mine
But I got somethin for em, watchin niggas
Runnin away from me
It's time, bye, bye
Nigga don't wind up playa hatin
We got much love in Mo Thug
It's all about Mo Thug
It's all Mo Thug, It's all Mo, Mo Thug [x4]
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, BRYON MC CANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, JAMES TAYLOR, JAMES V TAYLOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Ready 4 War
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
[Layzie]
You niggas better expect retaliation feel the playa hation
Yeah you the next to get dropped I don't hide the glock
Real niggas don't stop pop pop
put him in the mud nigga and your body rot
Top closing down on your caskets
wanna make these bastards think we got mercy
Putting in work since a nigga thirteen
Sending niggas like yourself off in a hearse
See I won't hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs
F*cking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what
Bone niggas fin to do a little damage
take over the planet with my daily tortures
Of course it's the nigga that's takin no shorts
Smokin on the newports your ghetto resource
And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch
and hit you with levels beyond your control
My momma never raised no punks and hoes
Just relear niggas comin up snatchin souls for dough
I know y'all motherf*ckers out there somewhere ain't nowhere to hide
Makin motherf*ckers feel the vibe for life
In the midst of the twist I'll be down to ride
[chorus]
[Bizzy]
We're ready for war
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
[repeat]
[Bizzy]
I'ma relent and furiated that you hated and pap pap can't fade it
We stay heavily sedated comin now back up my buck get shaken
Deeply dreaming about this demon my daddy told me it was comin
Trapped in the form of a bad omen it's wicked it was written I'll be
Runnin while turnin around and blastin back to buck 'em f*ck 'em
Them fools come back like I'm ready for war is that all you got
Heard the mack was talkin this and that bout some of my incidents
Said I smoke and snatchin purses you heard this lil EZ told me
Bitch clonin little EZ's niggas so f*ck you you weren't original
Mono y mono ain't no subliminal Hey
When I regime in fatigues we ready to bleed even when they sleepin
Catch me caught me must have seen
And they're gonna get your ass next weekend
[chorus x2]
[Majesty]
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction abduction of lyrics
Is the loss of life love and spirits
Capital offense for generics lost in the prison
Lieutenants overseeing the barracks checkin in
Mark ass copy cat incoherance is crucial
Smokin hay that bite shit like microchips
I watch you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom
When you're fate rotten, bitch, when I spot 'em I'ma drop 'em
[Layzie]
Surrounded bby violence my nigga I'm bound to just live a lifetime
And this shrink wanna get inmy head cause I'm amongst the walking dead
All I really said if you niggas don't fled you gone bleed bloody red
Nigga shoot the spot and got ghosts f*ckin with the mastermind of all time
Letting niggas know we off in our prime
It'll be that way to ninety-ninety-nine
Criminal-minded niggas been blinded
Looking for a style like Bone but can't see me
Just like mike everybody wanna be me
Study every movie nigga makin on tv
Easy does it do it easy what it is number one better check the score
Here we go nigga don't wanna fight no more
But I'm ready for you hoes and that's for sure
[Bizzy]
When the ghetto needs me I'll be grippin to the scripture picture
Little Ripsta can I get critical
And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies
Zero one of my heroes Jesus blessed me to be lethal
With my automatic let you have it you don't wanna see any evil
Motherf*ckers I'll take it to the people
then I will meet you at the funeral
Get 'em up Bizzy Mafiaso no witness is the usual
Further mo murder mo ready with guns I'll serve you hoes
When they call niggas hit the road
And when they get killed I'ma get your soul
[Krayzie]
You thinkin I'm slippin with niggas that itchin to rob me
Yes they want to give me bloody body
By pumping a couple of slugs inside me
But I'll be damned we won if it comes to guns and I'm
Stacking them thangs so you gets none statics automatic fun
Want some come come come execution redrum rum
See what you see in my eyes murder murder death defied
Burnt alive fried when they die
No one was able to find them cause they're bodies went up in a fire
F*ck they family try to creep
but you think I'm asleep cause I'm pumpin beats
Nigga better believe we keep much heat up under my seat yeah
Shoot 'em up quick in a minute and within a minute
You already suckas I bet that you bent it we sent it
We'll atest for the murder we should we dealt it
You thought you was flippin but got K.O.D'd
Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there
The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it
Kicked a couple of niggas asses
Gotta take off and stay still blastin
Locked in the state penatentiary but dog that ain't shit
Better make your money baby and pick up a couple of guns on the side
So when you ride and you get high don't let them haters run up your side
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
My nigga now Majesty these niggas is after me murder redrum redrum redrum
[Layzie]
You niggas better expect retaliation feel the playa hation
Yeah you the next to get dropped I don't hide the glock
Real niggas don't stop pop pop
put him in the mud nigga and your body rot
Top closing down on your caskets
wanna make these bastards think we got mercy
Putting in work since a nigga thirteen
Sending niggas like yourself off in a hearse
See I won't hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs
F*cking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga what
Bone niggas fin to do a little damage
take over the planet with my daily tortures
Of course it's the nigga that's takin no shorts
Smokin on the newports your ghetto resource
And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch
and hit you with levels beyond your control
My momma never raised no punks and hoes
Just relear niggas comin up snatchin souls for dough
I know y'all motherf*ckers out there somewhere ain't nowhere to hide
Makin motherf*ckers feel the vibe for life
In the midst of the twist I'll be down to ride
[chorus]
[Bizzy]
We're ready for war
[Majesty]
Ridin with death
[Layzie]
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals
[repeat]
[Bizzy]
I'ma relent and furiated that you hated and pap pap can't fade it
We stay heavily sedated comin now back up my buck get shaken
Deeply dreaming about this demon my daddy told me it was comin
Trapped in the form of a bad omen it's wicked it was written I'll be
Runnin while turnin around and blastin back to buck 'em f*ck 'em
Them fools come back like I'm ready for war is that all you got
Heard the mack was talkin this and that bout some of my incidents
Said I smoke and snatchin purses you heard this lil EZ told me
Bitch clonin little EZ's niggas so f*ck you you weren't original
Mono y mono ain't no subliminal Hey
When I regime in fatigues we ready to bleed even when they sleepin
Catch me caught me must have seen
And they're gonna get your ass next weekend
[chorus x2]
[Majesty]
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction abduction of lyrics
Is the loss of life love and spirits
Capital offense for generics lost in the prison
Lieutenants overseeing the barracks checkin in
Mark ass copy cat incoherance is crucial
Smokin hay that bite shit like microchips
I watch you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom
When you're fate rotten, bitch, when I spot 'em I'ma drop 'em
[Layzie]
Surrounded bby violence my nigga I'm bound to just live a lifetime
And this shrink wanna get inmy head cause I'm amongst the walking dead
All I really said if you niggas don't fled you gone bleed bloody red
Nigga shoot the spot and got ghosts f*ckin with the mastermind of all time
Letting niggas know we off in our prime
It'll be that way to ninety-ninety-nine
Criminal-minded niggas been blinded
Looking for a style like Bone but can't see me
Just like mike everybody wanna be me
Study every movie nigga makin on tv
Easy does it do it easy what it is number one better check the score
Here we go nigga don't wanna fight no more
But I'm ready for you hoes and that's for sure
[Bizzy]
When the ghetto needs me I'll be grippin to the scripture picture
Little Ripsta can I get critical
And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies
Zero one of my heroes Jesus blessed me to be lethal
With my automatic let you have it you don't wanna see any evil
Motherf*ckers I'll take it to the people
then I will meet you at the funeral
Get 'em up Bizzy Mafiaso no witness is the usual
Further mo murder mo ready with guns I'll serve you hoes
When they call niggas hit the road
And when they get killed I'ma get your soul
[Krayzie]
You thinkin I'm slippin with niggas that itchin to rob me
Yes they want to give me bloody body
By pumping a couple of slugs inside me
But I'll be damned we won if it comes to guns and I'm
Stacking them thangs so you gets none statics automatic fun
Want some come come come execution redrum rum
See what you see in my eyes murder murder death defied
Burnt alive fried when they die
No one was able to find them cause they're bodies went up in a fire
F*ck they family try to creep
but you think I'm asleep cause I'm pumpin beats
Nigga better believe we keep much heat up under my seat yeah
Shoot 'em up quick in a minute and within a minute
You already suckas I bet that you bent it we sent it
We'll atest for the murder we should we dealt it
You thought you was flippin but got K.O.D'd
Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there
The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it
Kicked a couple of niggas asses
Gotta take off and stay still blastin
Locked in the state penatentiary but dog that ain't shit
Better make your money baby and pick up a couple of guns on the side
So when you ride and you get high don't let them haters run up your side
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MC CANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, MARILYN MC LEOD, PAMELA JOAN SAWYER, STANLEY HOWSE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Ain't Nothin' Changed (Everyday Thang Part II)
[Krayzie]
Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed.
It's an everyday thang when you hear the bucks bang.
Mo Thugs is all you claim, stay thug up in this game and remain the same.
So follow me, now see [now see] off to the double-glock and hear
Pistols poppin', buckin' them bodies with shots, and a come
Up, a come up, a come up.
Everybody get up, get down.
Everybody get up and like my f*cked-up gang without the grip. Gotta
Have another bill, y'all. Dog, I need all my change.
Soon as creep up, I'm pullin' my people up outta the bullshit. That's
Why we choose this thugsta music. You just move it.
Don't abuse it, do it oh so lovely. Gotta get, gotta get, get money
(Mo' money) Thuggin' forever we keepin' it real, and I'm
Ready to show when they let niggas roll with Mo Thug. Hit the shit,
Then we roll with murder, we told ya. Rollin', blowin' indo,
We go, niggas doubted we are trues, yeah. Ready to bust on anything.
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up. Nobody move, won't
Nobody get hurt.
Break it down.
Killa, Me killa, killa
[Layzie]
I'm wonderin' really how many more niggas I'll see in a coffin, before
It's my time. I'm the kind right here to take losses, not a
Dime. Everyday it's the same, and I gotta mine to the grind. My mental
Be stressed on my pistol, my only untensil for cheddar.
It's on the level--war. Whatever my mind is my church and my kids or
My pleasure. Would ya like to come parlay with Lay all
Through my hood? Sit back, everything gon' be all good. Niggas ridin'
Real, knock on wood, goin' against the grain. It's all the
Same. It's all the same. Smokin' on a lot more weed than before, no
Pain, no gain. You straight up hangin', and that's shame.
How long we'll reign. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang, ain't
Nothin' to do to get outta this game [outta this game].
Run, we came with consistency, instantly and guard them greens of the
Earth. We're resistance, baby, baby, tell me what do
You want to do? Tell me, what do you want to do? You can ride and smoke
With me, or I can ride and smoke with you. It's all
Cool. It's all cool. It's all cool. Act a fool. Act a fool. It's all
Cool. It's all cool.
[Bizzy]
Ready when I got my pistol, and got to flip, and when in my hood,
Should be animal and gnarl, want to go shut you down and
Eat breakfast, oh so, don't you know that I know you're whole M.O.,
And away you go, and I got (...?...) mo, little bit, you
Know so, hit it, me stumble (...?...) and even scuffle, and I heard my
Little brother smacked the shit out you bitch, and bust you,
Hear my nationwide "f*ck you, f*ck you." I got people that you trust,
Who needs some greens, and really don't love you.
Never familiar, send 'em all in the city out to (?), an everyday thang
And I bang your brains, nigga.
[Krayzie]
Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed.
[Wish]
It's an everyday thing, it's an everyday thing, it's an everyday
Thing, thing.
It's an everyday thing, it's an everyday thing, it's an everyday buck,
Buck, buck, bang.
Calm me down. It ain't gon' change. We won't change. Bone
Thugs-n-harmony, we keeps it realer. Tell me, can you feel us,
Feel us, feel us? Tell me can you feel us, feel us, feel us, killas?
Even though we still roll the Clair, playa haters better beware,
'cause we got mines, we got nines, we got shit to blow you all the
Time. Anytime you got yours, you got yours, I got mine, I got
Mine. F*ck with mine, f*ck with mine. East 99 is the street, keep it
On the low when they creep, or Bone got heat, Bone got
Heat, hurt them who tried to hurt me. B-O-N-E, 'cause I'm rollin with
Ya, 'cause I'm rollin' with ya, 'cause I'm rollin' with ya.
It's an everyday, it's an everyday, it's an everyday thang, bang. It's
An everyday, it's an everyday, it's an everyday buck, buck,
Buck, bang.
[Krayzie]
Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed.
Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed.
It's an everyday thang when you hear the bucks bang.
Mo Thugs is all you claim, stay thug up in this game and remain the same.
So follow me, now see [now see] off to the double-glock and hear
Pistols poppin', buckin' them bodies with shots, and a come
Up, a come up, a come up.
Everybody get up, get down.
Everybody get up and like my f*cked-up gang without the grip. Gotta
Have another bill, y'all. Dog, I need all my change.
Soon as creep up, I'm pullin' my people up outta the bullshit. That's
Why we choose this thugsta music. You just move it.
Don't abuse it, do it oh so lovely. Gotta get, gotta get, get money
(Mo' money) Thuggin' forever we keepin' it real, and I'm
Ready to show when they let niggas roll with Mo Thug. Hit the shit,
Then we roll with murder, we told ya. Rollin', blowin' indo,
We go, niggas doubted we are trues, yeah. Ready to bust on anything.
Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up. Nobody move, won't
Nobody get hurt.
Break it down.
Killa, Me killa, killa
[Layzie]
I'm wonderin' really how many more niggas I'll see in a coffin, before
It's my time. I'm the kind right here to take losses, not a
Dime. Everyday it's the same, and I gotta mine to the grind. My mental
Be stressed on my pistol, my only untensil for cheddar.
It's on the level--war. Whatever my mind is my church and my kids or
My pleasure. Would ya like to come parlay with Lay all
Through my hood? Sit back, everything gon' be all good. Niggas ridin'
Real, knock on wood, goin' against the grain. It's all the
Same. It's all the same. Smokin' on a lot more weed than before, no
Pain, no gain. You straight up hangin', and that's shame.
How long we'll reign. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang, ain't
Nothin' to do to get outta this game [outta this game].
Run, we came with consistency, instantly and guard them greens of the
Earth. We're resistance, baby, baby, tell me what do
You want to do? Tell me, what do you want to do? You can ride and smoke
With me, or I can ride and smoke with you. It's all
Cool. It's all cool. It's all cool. Act a fool. Act a fool. It's all
Cool. It's all cool.
[Bizzy]
Ready when I got my pistol, and got to flip, and when in my hood,
Should be animal and gnarl, want to go shut you down and
Eat breakfast, oh so, don't you know that I know you're whole M.O.,
And away you go, and I got (...?...) mo, little bit, you
Know so, hit it, me stumble (...?...) and even scuffle, and I heard my
Little brother smacked the shit out you bitch, and bust you,
Hear my nationwide "f*ck you, f*ck you." I got people that you trust,
Who needs some greens, and really don't love you.
Never familiar, send 'em all in the city out to (?), an everyday thang
And I bang your brains, nigga.
[Krayzie]
Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed.
[Wish]
It's an everyday thing, it's an everyday thing, it's an everyday
Thing, thing.
It's an everyday thing, it's an everyday thing, it's an everyday buck,
Buck, buck, bang.
Calm me down. It ain't gon' change. We won't change. Bone
Thugs-n-harmony, we keeps it realer. Tell me, can you feel us,
Feel us, feel us? Tell me can you feel us, feel us, feel us, killas?
Even though we still roll the Clair, playa haters better beware,
'cause we got mines, we got nines, we got shit to blow you all the
Time. Anytime you got yours, you got yours, I got mine, I got
Mine. F*ck with mine, f*ck with mine. East 99 is the street, keep it
On the low when they creep, or Bone got heat, Bone got
Heat, hurt them who tried to hurt me. B-O-N-E, 'cause I'm rollin with
Ya, 'cause I'm rollin' with ya, 'cause I'm rollin' with ya.
It's an everyday, it's an everyday, it's an everyday thang, bang. It's
An everyday, it's an everyday, it's an everyday buck, buck,
Buck, bang.
[Krayzie]
Ain't nothin' changed everyday. Ain't nothin' changed.
Writer: FREDDIE ANTHONY JACKSON, BARRY JAMES EASTMOND, ANTHONY HENDERSON, STEVEN HOWSE, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Clog Up Yo Mind
[Chorus] Sit back, and let this thugshit,
Clog Up Yo' Mind [x3]
[Krayzie]
Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't f*ck wit' nobody
I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast?
Ain't time ta take ta quicken put to derail my thugs
Well I might be Krayzie, civilized, I cruize in my Mercedes
as ah bye-bye, nigga feel tha Bone, now spray, hey
especially foe tha police, man. I'm ah nigga wit' thugshit
cause I'm runnin' wit' tha niggaz in tha hood and that's how we play
Wanna feel ah my spray-pump hit yo' chest, and finally realize
who you're f*ck with, f*ckin with them niggaz in Cleveland
ya do whateva like he say
Then flip again, in the Land, got tha upperhand
cause I got tha gripping good delay
If you niggaz can dash, wit' tha lethal mass
and then pass wit' tha very blast
It ain't innocent, you should never been there
in tha first place, fall, you got yo' curse today, hah
Willin' die-hard nigga, wanna give up fakin
nut devotion just do what you want
So bitch, Krayzie Bone, real it now, and when did they lose?
You'll feel the vibe, nigga
Killin cause I'm Krayzie, nigga, cause I got to get the money
get the platinum fund to pay
But I'm ah be ah thinkin bout my niggaz
when I got ta do sum flippin', if ah nigga ain't got my back
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spenidin' yo
Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low
Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though
Wit' ah nuttin' indo smoke, when my thugs be sure, sure
Hope ya know, I rip heartz, it's on, jackin' move
then ya betta figure again, and quit plottin
Takin' over this everyday, stoppin' to tha tough
Double Glock and it's not forgotten
Bitchez drop in Tha Clair
It's tha Bone Thugs, in this shit wit' Eazy E and we made it
and ah nigga wanna hate me 'cause I'm famous
I'd still leave 'em in tha streetz, you can't blame us (lady luv)
cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin
in tha streetz and I'm rollin
Thuggin by the deadliest G's, you can't f*ck wit us
to the pressure out of pressure, I'm loadin, blow you up
Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's tha heartz of men
and we'd tested stress, wanna be blessed consists of tha sin
in tha wayz of tha sin, to be dead. [Chorus]
[Bizzy]
And I promised, that all tha soulz would last
til the dayz of tha livez of tomorrow
and if you'd follow, tha end of the world
should ah come ah so soon, so I just follow, I know
I know, hey, how ta get down foe my thang
enemiez fold ya, lettin' me soulz, gonna catch ya
flossin' all tha way
Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz unfold
it goez, around up in slow-mo
Been tickin', and I land down to Newport
I'm alone, yes, but I may not rest
Police will see me silenced stressin
Nigga was steppin' up in ah, when I catched them thievin
and I got 'em and there, gotta learn their lesson
Blastin', no more, no I'm not havin' it
Breakin' apart foe neva my daddy
Lil' Ripsta defeat go pathless, so I get crazy
and I face now's nasty blastin
For tha Bone, For tha Bone, hit 'em up, and lesson up tha violence
Screamin' on ah my murda mo, bullets get niggaz, let's begin
ah new riot, hittin, and buckin them down to tha pave
Cause I'm in tha new sense of me grave
Couldn't you hataz, wouldn't be saved, hate 'em
Hate ta shook, and put ah pen up in dem
Foe tha love of money makin' go crazy
and Benjamin Franklin pleaze come save me
Hit tha weed, and y'all in, rollin yo finga but spot ya
Bam em, yam em, fiend foe tha greenm see everybody sweatin
foe tha scenez, still in ah myst wit' tha clich
an unpropable way of ah trial 'cause it's tha funk, sing
[Chorus]
[Wish]
(Now give it to 'em)
Ya, gotta sit back, smoke and choke, meditate, mental state
wit' tha Bone, B-ONE. We steadily grieve on, givin' you what
you need man, clone Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em
let 'em know Bone in tha fukkin' war (no, no)
you hataz make feellike, you wanna feel my motherf*ckin 44
But I gotta stay clean, it's cool, then unless he freein
I'm mean sum cheeze, me and my niggaz, and this Mo' Thug, Mo' Thug
cavalry, on tha streetz
Ready ta ride, when it's time ta ride, ready ta kill
when it's time ta kill, you gon' die, you' gon' die
I've been tryin if you really wanna ride on down wit' Bone
then come on, come on. If ya really wanna ride, get down
but get stuff, but ya come on, come on
[Chorus]
Clog Up Yo' Mind [x3]
[Krayzie]
Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't f*ck wit' nobody
I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast?
Ain't time ta take ta quicken put to derail my thugs
Well I might be Krayzie, civilized, I cruize in my Mercedes
as ah bye-bye, nigga feel tha Bone, now spray, hey
especially foe tha police, man. I'm ah nigga wit' thugshit
cause I'm runnin' wit' tha niggaz in tha hood and that's how we play
Wanna feel ah my spray-pump hit yo' chest, and finally realize
who you're f*ck with, f*ckin with them niggaz in Cleveland
ya do whateva like he say
Then flip again, in the Land, got tha upperhand
cause I got tha gripping good delay
If you niggaz can dash, wit' tha lethal mass
and then pass wit' tha very blast
It ain't innocent, you should never been there
in tha first place, fall, you got yo' curse today, hah
Willin' die-hard nigga, wanna give up fakin
nut devotion just do what you want
So bitch, Krayzie Bone, real it now, and when did they lose?
You'll feel the vibe, nigga
Killin cause I'm Krayzie, nigga, cause I got to get the money
get the platinum fund to pay
But I'm ah be ah thinkin bout my niggaz
when I got ta do sum flippin', if ah nigga ain't got my back
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spenidin' yo
Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low
Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though
Wit' ah nuttin' indo smoke, when my thugs be sure, sure
Hope ya know, I rip heartz, it's on, jackin' move
then ya betta figure again, and quit plottin
Takin' over this everyday, stoppin' to tha tough
Double Glock and it's not forgotten
Bitchez drop in Tha Clair
It's tha Bone Thugs, in this shit wit' Eazy E and we made it
and ah nigga wanna hate me 'cause I'm famous
I'd still leave 'em in tha streetz, you can't blame us (lady luv)
cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin
in tha streetz and I'm rollin
Thuggin by the deadliest G's, you can't f*ck wit us
to the pressure out of pressure, I'm loadin, blow you up
Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's tha heartz of men
and we'd tested stress, wanna be blessed consists of tha sin
in tha wayz of tha sin, to be dead. [Chorus]
[Bizzy]
And I promised, that all tha soulz would last
til the dayz of tha livez of tomorrow
and if you'd follow, tha end of the world
should ah come ah so soon, so I just follow, I know
I know, hey, how ta get down foe my thang
enemiez fold ya, lettin' me soulz, gonna catch ya
flossin' all tha way
Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz unfold
it goez, around up in slow-mo
Been tickin', and I land down to Newport
I'm alone, yes, but I may not rest
Police will see me silenced stressin
Nigga was steppin' up in ah, when I catched them thievin
and I got 'em and there, gotta learn their lesson
Blastin', no more, no I'm not havin' it
Breakin' apart foe neva my daddy
Lil' Ripsta defeat go pathless, so I get crazy
and I face now's nasty blastin
For tha Bone, For tha Bone, hit 'em up, and lesson up tha violence
Screamin' on ah my murda mo, bullets get niggaz, let's begin
ah new riot, hittin, and buckin them down to tha pave
Cause I'm in tha new sense of me grave
Couldn't you hataz, wouldn't be saved, hate 'em
Hate ta shook, and put ah pen up in dem
Foe tha love of money makin' go crazy
and Benjamin Franklin pleaze come save me
Hit tha weed, and y'all in, rollin yo finga but spot ya
Bam em, yam em, fiend foe tha greenm see everybody sweatin
foe tha scenez, still in ah myst wit' tha clich
an unpropable way of ah trial 'cause it's tha funk, sing
[Chorus]
[Wish]
(Now give it to 'em)
Ya, gotta sit back, smoke and choke, meditate, mental state
wit' tha Bone, B-ONE. We steadily grieve on, givin' you what
you need man, clone Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em
let 'em know Bone in tha fukkin' war (no, no)
you hataz make feellike, you wanna feel my motherf*ckin 44
But I gotta stay clean, it's cool, then unless he freein
I'm mean sum cheeze, me and my niggaz, and this Mo' Thug, Mo' Thug
cavalry, on tha streetz
Ready ta ride, when it's time ta ride, ready ta kill
when it's time ta kill, you gon' die, you' gon' die
I've been tryin if you really wanna ride on down wit' Bone
then come on, come on. If ya really wanna ride, get down
but get stuff, but ya come on, come on
[Chorus]
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Its All Real
[singing]
Krayzie Bone and the bone, with my mighty-mighty warriors
With my mighty-mighty warriors
[chorus]
Cause this is all real, what you see
I said it's all real it's just the thug in me
[verse 1]
Nigga just because Krayzie quiet speak less
Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness
Humble but ready to rumble
My violent side I can't deny
I'm like a Jekyl and Hyde gemini
Look if you see me quiet
then I'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell me why
I'm labeled a menace but I like it
Destroy ya paranoia will make me blow you away but hey
Nigga got to close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be
Nigga want respect but what do you show me you
Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall
Better act like yo know I'm rolling with Mo posse up
Do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs
As we strut as thugs we must doin our best to obey god violent in these times
Got to do what you gotta do war till ninety-nine
Slim nigga gotta get up and go and get it if it's really coming
Now I got it and I'ma floor the niggas acting
the safety's off come and get it if you really want it
(Hey, hey, hey) It's hating baby they gotta be so cold the gotta be heartless
In certain situations like retaliation
[chorus]
[2x]
Niggas be keeping it all real we keeping it all real with the real if it's
real stay be real
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothing but the real thing baby
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothin but the real thing the real thing
[verse 2]
Baby now this is the sound of me and my trues we put this down way down
So now if you hear me releasing some shells
Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the darkside
Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind
Nigga say f*ck the wine indo inside swisher sweet get me high
[2x]
Ain't nothin get to nothin somethin got to be real real somethin got to be real
[2x]
I still be thuggin in the khakis boots and skullies
And since I'm weed fiend for the green nigga gotta make that money man
[8x]
It's real always
[verse 3]
Last night I P.O.D'd next to me Ouija, Ouija,
and I fell in this f*cked up state of mind
Slipped in the dream and I see demons telling me it's time to die
Why me I see some niggas they creeping outside my window
I'm ready to bang bang bang aim the 12 gauge pump let my lead go
Give it up for the bloody murda mo bloody murda mo mo
See a nigga when he go through the window had to put a bigger hole in his soul
If he get away running out my backdoor with me sawed-off swinging
Get ready to duck now to the guts buck pap pap pow
[singing x2]
I claim my thang to slang
(murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo)
Them bloody bodies kill 'em all send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie insane to the brain
[verse 4]
Now I know I done did some dirt in my time
cause the devil was stressing my mind
messing with my mind nigga
Bone don't know every day they lie
Turn to realize that everyday I can do it if I only pray
Maintain cause a nigga was lusting
For money had to get it cause a nigga was struggling
I hit him with the Mossberg y'all heard about Mr. Sawed-Off
Leatherface till them lay round after round after round
They'll fall down down
May they lay from the eruption man
We putting them six feet deep we buck we bang
[chrous until fade]
Krayzie Bone and the bone, with my mighty-mighty warriors
With my mighty-mighty warriors
[chorus]
Cause this is all real, what you see
I said it's all real it's just the thug in me
[verse 1]
Nigga just because Krayzie quiet speak less
Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness
Humble but ready to rumble
My violent side I can't deny
I'm like a Jekyl and Hyde gemini
Look if you see me quiet
then I'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell me why
I'm labeled a menace but I like it
Destroy ya paranoia will make me blow you away but hey
Nigga got to close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be
Nigga want respect but what do you show me you
Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall
Better act like yo know I'm rolling with Mo posse up
Do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs
As we strut as thugs we must doin our best to obey god violent in these times
Got to do what you gotta do war till ninety-nine
Slim nigga gotta get up and go and get it if it's really coming
Now I got it and I'ma floor the niggas acting
the safety's off come and get it if you really want it
(Hey, hey, hey) It's hating baby they gotta be so cold the gotta be heartless
In certain situations like retaliation
[chorus]
[2x]
Niggas be keeping it all real we keeping it all real with the real if it's
real stay be real
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothing but the real thing baby
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothin but the real thing the real thing
[verse 2]
Baby now this is the sound of me and my trues we put this down way down
So now if you hear me releasing some shells
Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the darkside
Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind
Nigga say f*ck the wine indo inside swisher sweet get me high
[2x]
Ain't nothin get to nothin somethin got to be real real somethin got to be real
[2x]
I still be thuggin in the khakis boots and skullies
And since I'm weed fiend for the green nigga gotta make that money man
[8x]
It's real always
[verse 3]
Last night I P.O.D'd next to me Ouija, Ouija,
and I fell in this f*cked up state of mind
Slipped in the dream and I see demons telling me it's time to die
Why me I see some niggas they creeping outside my window
I'm ready to bang bang bang aim the 12 gauge pump let my lead go
Give it up for the bloody murda mo bloody murda mo mo
See a nigga when he go through the window had to put a bigger hole in his soul
If he get away running out my backdoor with me sawed-off swinging
Get ready to duck now to the guts buck pap pap pow
[singing x2]
I claim my thang to slang
(murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo)
Them bloody bodies kill 'em all send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie insane to the brain
[verse 4]
Now I know I done did some dirt in my time
cause the devil was stressing my mind
messing with my mind nigga
Bone don't know every day they lie
Turn to realize that everyday I can do it if I only pray
Maintain cause a nigga was lusting
For money had to get it cause a nigga was struggling
I hit him with the Mossberg y'all heard about Mr. Sawed-Off
Leatherface till them lay round after round after round
They'll fall down down
May they lay from the eruption man
We putting them six feet deep we buck we bang
[chrous until fade]
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Hard Times (Interlude)
I'm just tryin to protect myself
You know what I'm sayin
For the wars to come
Straight warrior
What cho gonna do when they come for you
Y'all feel me
Times, hard times
Lord my hard times
You know it got me feelin bent up n stuff
Smokin and drinkin too much
Again, it slowly erase my sunshine
Again, it slowly erase my sunshine
Can't he see that we
Are in need to be free(free)
Are in need to be free(free)
Are in need to be free(free)
Are in need to be free(free)
And yes we would be blessed
If we could rest in heaven( heavin, heavin, heavin)
And wouldn't you be blessed
If you could rest in heaven(heaven, heaven, heaven)
Now I can I facts with God as my witness
That this wickedness will not remain
You've got to make up your mind
You want to be saved?
Make up your mind
Or do you want to die?
You want to die
Oh yes were thugs were more than thugs
Got soldiers wastelands warriors
Were on a mission for God
So bartenda, bartenda, bartenda
So much hurt and pain
Bloddy murders man
So much hurt and pain
Bloody murders man
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
If I pray for you
(You) pray for me
(You) pray for me
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
You know what I'm sayin
For the wars to come
Straight warrior
What cho gonna do when they come for you
Y'all feel me
Times, hard times
Lord my hard times
You know it got me feelin bent up n stuff
Smokin and drinkin too much
Again, it slowly erase my sunshine
Again, it slowly erase my sunshine
Can't he see that we
Are in need to be free(free)
Are in need to be free(free)
Are in need to be free(free)
Are in need to be free(free)
And yes we would be blessed
If we could rest in heaven( heavin, heavin, heavin)
And wouldn't you be blessed
If you could rest in heaven(heaven, heaven, heaven)
Now I can I facts with God as my witness
That this wickedness will not remain
You've got to make up your mind
You want to be saved?
Make up your mind
Or do you want to die?
You want to die
Oh yes were thugs were more than thugs
Got soldiers wastelands warriors
Were on a mission for God
So bartenda, bartenda, bartenda
So much hurt and pain
Bloddy murders man
So much hurt and pain
Bloody murders man
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
If I pray for you
(You) pray for me
(You) pray for me
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
It makes me erase my sunshine
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, LEON MOORE, STEVEN HOWSE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid
Mind Of A Souljah
[Layzie]
It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls
Babi Boi, my Angel, Daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads (Crossroads)
[Bizzy]
Babi Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Everybody by now should know my label, my thugsta
These things guidin' your struggles
All it is, is about this hustle, whatever it takes to piece this puzzle
Why declare war on these fakers and haters eliminate us, traitors ?
These are the days of our lives (lives)
Do or die, (that died to Boo - he go bye)
Whom die they lie in the face of our society
Try at of every attempt to quiet me
I got a nation that's down to ride with me
Here's the deal, can I get a witness?
It's deeper than survival
Who am I? My brother's keeper?
Yeah, I be clutchin' on my Bible, willing to die
The wicked is near me
Dearly departed, but nobody hears me
Is we all gon' fall in misery?
It's so serious, it bring tears to me
Ears to the street, like a drum to the beat, creepin' up my block
I'm already knowin' a nigga wanna do me
So I stay strapped (Don't pose for the cop)
Crooked cops, they gonna harass me
Ask me the same ol' bullshit questions
Knowin' I'm a thug with bud for days
Keepin' a pistol in my possession
But a thuggish ruggish soldier like myself gon' move on
And prevail, avoid jail, collect my mill with my Bones, splittin' domes
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
Come on, don't make me hurt ya
Come on, come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on, all about that bloody murder
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
come on, make a move and I'll have to hurt ya
Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
All about that bloody murder
[Bizzy]
Baby Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Still to this day, it's a struggle
Addicted to trouble, we never goin' change
Mom made us thugs, see
Soldiers, I think we must be to O.G. ? loves thee
Mama plead my family tree never helped a mother come up
Seen it was hard tryin' to bring her sons up--they dwelled on the worse
And ate nothin' for done up, comin' up, made it, eternal
If I struggle, thank God
I'm a count my blessin', trouble but never no stressin'
Just called it a lesson
'Cause life will be runnin' that test and better off in a cell
See a nigga walkin' the streets
And they label us foolish children
'Cause I always knew this
While the rest of my days I be livin' in Ruthless
F*ck what you're thinkin', law, my Judge is up Heaven
Look at my stomach and see the "7,"
Even scales is how I'm bailin'
Rebellin', tellin' y'all nothin' but a soldier tells,
critic can kiss my ass
I might go to thinkin' about my past
Get mad, I reach in my stash and blast
F*ck all y'all that treated a nigga like we wasn't shit
And soon as we hit, now what do we get?
These fake-ass niggas tryin' to get in our click, all on our dick
But you can miss me, actin' phony in my presence, love it or leave it
You can't believe it
It ain't that season
Get to steppin', hater
Only Mo Thug allowed, say it loud, Mo Thug and I'm proud
Mo Thug and I'm proud.
Loud! Proud! Loud! Proud!
[Bizzy]
Baby Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Better watch for the nightfall when them come
Better watch out for the night stormers
No light's in sight when them run, but then once we warn ya
Caught ya slippin' up out of your game, playa
Wasteland soldier, see what we facin'
Chasin' po-po on the hood like Jason
Casin' your set, fin to blow your station instantly
Fin to be World War 3 if ya f*ck with my family, try to test the men
And we single-handedly take over your mind and the rest of the planet
See, I'll be damned if we surrender, agenda's still no pretender
Put it all down, make 'em all remember:
deep in Hell is where I'll send ya
Welcome to the Land of more indo
We smoke
We choke
You know we blaze
Break out any cup with the pipe, what's up?
Parlay, come around my way
Lay keep it real
Keep it real
Peace be still, time after time, can't forget that money
Man, that money, man
Mo' money be on mind, bottom line
[Bizzy]
Baby Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls
Babi Boi, my Angel, Daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads (Crossroads)
[Bizzy]
Babi Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Everybody by now should know my label, my thugsta
These things guidin' your struggles
All it is, is about this hustle, whatever it takes to piece this puzzle
Why declare war on these fakers and haters eliminate us, traitors ?
These are the days of our lives (lives)
Do or die, (that died to Boo - he go bye)
Whom die they lie in the face of our society
Try at of every attempt to quiet me
I got a nation that's down to ride with me
Here's the deal, can I get a witness?
It's deeper than survival
Who am I? My brother's keeper?
Yeah, I be clutchin' on my Bible, willing to die
The wicked is near me
Dearly departed, but nobody hears me
Is we all gon' fall in misery?
It's so serious, it bring tears to me
Ears to the street, like a drum to the beat, creepin' up my block
I'm already knowin' a nigga wanna do me
So I stay strapped (Don't pose for the cop)
Crooked cops, they gonna harass me
Ask me the same ol' bullshit questions
Knowin' I'm a thug with bud for days
Keepin' a pistol in my possession
But a thuggish ruggish soldier like myself gon' move on
And prevail, avoid jail, collect my mill with my Bones, splittin' domes
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
Come on, don't make me hurt ya
Come on, come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on, all about that bloody murder
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
come on, make a move and I'll have to hurt ya
Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
All about that bloody murder
[Bizzy]
Baby Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Still to this day, it's a struggle
Addicted to trouble, we never goin' change
Mom made us thugs, see
Soldiers, I think we must be to O.G. ? loves thee
Mama plead my family tree never helped a mother come up
Seen it was hard tryin' to bring her sons up--they dwelled on the worse
And ate nothin' for done up, comin' up, made it, eternal
If I struggle, thank God
I'm a count my blessin', trouble but never no stressin'
Just called it a lesson
'Cause life will be runnin' that test and better off in a cell
See a nigga walkin' the streets
And they label us foolish children
'Cause I always knew this
While the rest of my days I be livin' in Ruthless
F*ck what you're thinkin', law, my Judge is up Heaven
Look at my stomach and see the "7,"
Even scales is how I'm bailin'
Rebellin', tellin' y'all nothin' but a soldier tells,
critic can kiss my ass
I might go to thinkin' about my past
Get mad, I reach in my stash and blast
F*ck all y'all that treated a nigga like we wasn't shit
And soon as we hit, now what do we get?
These fake-ass niggas tryin' to get in our click, all on our dick
But you can miss me, actin' phony in my presence, love it or leave it
You can't believe it
It ain't that season
Get to steppin', hater
Only Mo Thug allowed, say it loud, Mo Thug and I'm proud
Mo Thug and I'm proud.
Loud! Proud! Loud! Proud!
[Bizzy]
Baby Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Better watch for the nightfall when them come
Better watch out for the night stormers
No light's in sight when them run, but then once we warn ya
Caught ya slippin' up out of your game, playa
Wasteland soldier, see what we facin'
Chasin' po-po on the hood like Jason
Casin' your set, fin to blow your station instantly
Fin to be World War 3 if ya f*ck with my family, try to test the men
And we single-handedly take over your mind and the rest of the planet
See, I'll be damned if we surrender, agenda's still no pretender
Put it all down, make 'em all remember:
deep in Hell is where I'll send ya
Welcome to the Land of more indo
We smoke
We choke
You know we blaze
Break out any cup with the pipe, what's up?
Parlay, come around my way
Lay keep it real
Keep it real
Peace be still, time after time, can't forget that money
Man, that money, man
Mo' money be on mind, bottom line
[Bizzy]
Baby Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Writer: STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
If I Could Teach The World
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
How many mo days on this old earth can you see
It's a crime to me
So we should get ready for armageddon
'Cause I know God should be ready to roll
To go through all of the wicked shit like Mr. police-man
And duck if you want to pump ya fist in tha air
And pray for the politicians freely; get a amen?
The last days of the last days
That's why I get high, that's why I get high
I'm holdin on to my soul
But nobody knows when it all unfolds
Then when I don't go
Remember the days cause I all I got
I go on my own with BONE
Bone bone muggin runnin through your door
Hoes speakin of the last day its on with the plastic trial
What do you know but I can't go wrong
When I kick it wit my song
I turn it up
'Cause you love that Thuggish ruggish bone bone bone
Crossroads what rules the world
Enough to make it where we almost lost those
Who meant so much why wasn't I chose?
But it will not stop Bone
Those shots don't drop Bone
No no
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Everybody thuggin in heaven eternally
Everyday the world goes round and round
I see it's a small world after all
'Cause I can go meet n agree with my fans
Smoke a little weed and have a little laugh at chall
But everynow and then I gets caught up in a playa hation
Lord what's wrong with the nation, erase em'
But if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me
You could live your lifestyle worry free
In the arms of the Lord eternally
No mystery, but check the essence of the story
The warrior wasteland warrior so true divine
It's mine, east 19-99
It's where ya find'in all of my kind, everytime
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
(If I, if I)
We steadily united, not farly divided
My thugsters the tightest
As good as I got it, they don't need to find us
Us killer and fighters, 'cause the critics n writers
Mixed up when they typed up our story
The wannabe warrior, that's for sure
And as thugs we're more and more
I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give
Expensive but still and still it's all for the little kids
Come on ohh follow me (BONE), way to go, we know the way to go
Follow me follow me Bone
And that's why I stay high cause I got shit to deal with
The government and these playa-hataz out to kill Wish
Want to hurt this but uhuh
I got two mo thug niggaz you just can't f*ck with
Artillery you can come with
Nigga betta let it rest shit (shit)
To the little boys and girls all over the world
The shit that we say is from the streets not for you to go and do
Uh or to repeat, please if we can no more murder
How must I say this, if we can no more murder
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
How many mo days on this old earth can you see
It's a crime to me
So we should get ready for armageddon
'Cause I know God should be ready to roll
To go through all of the wicked shit like Mr. police-man
And duck if you want to pump ya fist in tha air
And pray for the politicians freely; get a amen?
The last days of the last days
That's why I get high, that's why I get high
I'm holdin on to my soul
But nobody knows when it all unfolds
Then when I don't go
Remember the days cause I all I got
I go on my own with BONE
Bone bone muggin runnin through your door
Hoes speakin of the last day its on with the plastic trial
What do you know but I can't go wrong
When I kick it wit my song
I turn it up
'Cause you love that Thuggish ruggish bone bone bone
Crossroads what rules the world
Enough to make it where we almost lost those
Who meant so much why wasn't I chose?
But it will not stop Bone
Those shots don't drop Bone
No no
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Everybody thuggin in heaven eternally
Everyday the world goes round and round
I see it's a small world after all
'Cause I can go meet n agree with my fans
Smoke a little weed and have a little laugh at chall
But everynow and then I gets caught up in a playa hation
Lord what's wrong with the nation, erase em'
But if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me
You could live your lifestyle worry free
In the arms of the Lord eternally
No mystery, but check the essence of the story
The warrior wasteland warrior so true divine
It's mine, east 19-99
It's where ya find'in all of my kind, everytime
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
(If I, if I)
We steadily united, not farly divided
My thugsters the tightest
As good as I got it, they don't need to find us
Us killer and fighters, 'cause the critics n writers
Mixed up when they typed up our story
The wannabe warrior, that's for sure
And as thugs we're more and more
I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give
Expensive but still and still it's all for the little kids
Come on ohh follow me (BONE), way to go, we know the way to go
Follow me follow me Bone
And that's why I stay high cause I got shit to deal with
The government and these playa-hataz out to kill Wish
Want to hurt this but uhuh
I got two mo thug niggaz you just can't f*ck with
Artillery you can come with
Nigga betta let it rest shit (shit)
To the little boys and girls all over the world
The shit that we say is from the streets not for you to go and do
Uh or to repeat, please if we can no more murder
How must I say this, if we can no more murder
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
To be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
To be a thugsta just like me (like me)
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Why do I stay high
Writer: Anthony Henderson, Bryon Mccane, Charles Scruggs, Steven Howse, Tim Middleton, Tony Maiden, Unknown Splits, Yvette Stevens, Byron Mccane
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Family Tree
[Krayzie]
Yeah! Come on, come on, come on
This is my family
This is my family, my family [x2]
Mo Thug music (Sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) [x2]
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, (sing along, sing along)
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
(sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug
[TrÃc]
My family, oh, it means so much to me
Everywhere we go, playa haters gonna hate and that's for sure
My family tree recruited on this thugsta groove
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
[Tony Tone]
I love my family
And this Mo Thug family, you mean the world to me
Heaven's where we gonna be
Together...
[Boogy Nikke]
...Together we stand
Together we fall, ya'll
I never turn my back on y'all
I got my halo cocked, goin' out with y'all, ya'll
[Layzie]
Come look at this world that's ever so cruel
But the good Lord blessed us
Gave me true family I can depend on
500 Benz with the Synchro rims on
Now I can get off when the wind blow
But I'd like to thank you, Jesus Christ
For givin' for givin' up Your life for us
Now, I can think twice, 'fore roll the dice
Advice from a thug, tell mommy I love her everyday, think of her
Take a look at your thugs to the front of the line
Hear the thunder grind off in my mind
We done partied overtime
Destruction, terror, oh what an era!
Let's get it together 'fore it's over
Be a soldier like my Mo Thug family
[Cat Cody]
They never ever turned their backs on me (backs on me!)
When I was down (I was down!)
My Mo Thugs (Ohhhhh!) was always around
And if there comes a time to pick or choose (pick or choose)
My Mo Thugs won't never lose (Don't ya know your gonna lose!)
We are the thugs
Yeah, we be those children (Gotta be that child)
We gotta keep on thuggin', that's how we make our livin'
(Gotta make my money, man, it's still the same, yeah)
[Jhaz]
You know who I be, once again, comin' at you
It's Jhaz, megablast, top-class, black Jag, cream rag
Playa, better check your hand, look out for the New Breed
[Cabrina]
...Females comin' for you, Mo Thug family roots runs too deep
'Brina trippin' on these haters surroundin' us trues on a daily basis
Smiling faces, jealous of this Mo Thug flippin' on the risin' status
[Ken Dawg (TrÃc)]
Yeah, yeah! My family, (It's my family, Mo Thug)
yeah my family, Mo Thug
Tell me who the coldest (the coldest) playa you know?
I know for sure, sure
Rollin' with Mo, rollin' with Mo (rollin'), you'll fall, gotta go
'Cause we survivin' these remainin' years
When the smoke clears, no fear
(No, no fear) No tears, no tears
[TrÃc]
When there's a problem I can't solve (I can't solve)
My family gets involved
We've been here through thick and thin
On my thugs I can depend
[Souljah Boy]
Been down from the getty-go, since any of yo'
Can you feel me though?
Mo Thug takin' over from the north to west
Wanna test?
Better come prepared with your Smith-n-Wess'
Now learn the lesson, stop stressin', be true to the game!
Mo Thug runnin' everythang, everythang, everythang
[TrÃc]
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers now!)
We want to thank you (we want to thank you!)
For the time you took (time that you took, heeeeey!)
To listen to our funky groove
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers)
We want to thank you (yeah)
For the time you took to listen to our funky groove (soldiers now)
[Sin]
I guess if it was not for them blessings
Weak evil thought would control my whole existence
We preach and speak true belief from within
This family tree would fall, crumble like Sodom, Gomorrah
[Tombstone]
Can't duck, can't run from the cut
Back up!
The wasteland field, peel for mine
The deal, how the clique be real with it
My family tree standin' strong
[Gates]
Natural born in the world of madness, no gladness
Leave a nigga insane
Gotta change my way 'fore the darkest day
Clickin' tight 'til the end with the gang
[Krayzie]
Come on, come on and swing this way (swing this way)
It got to be harmony
Evil be done wicked erased, erased
Humbly united gatherin' souls understood
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, love 'em like one of my own
Hold on, I bet you we'll never go wrong if
We stay strong against the evil that be tryin' to split ya
He, who gets conflict, must just be weak
It's gettin' clearer and clearer, clearer
Enemies want to break my family down, pinnin' it
If we ever needed the Lord, we need Him now
Amen, Amen! Bless the Mo Thug children
And could you watch over mine for me?
Get up, get pumped, do what ya want just don't insult my game
Nigga, this is a family thang
'Til I take one to the brain, I'll remain the same, same
You look out for me, I'll look out for you
This is what you do to unite your trues
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug [x2]
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug
Yeah! Come on, come on, come on
This is my family
This is my family, my family [x2]
Mo Thug music (Sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) [x2]
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, (sing along, sing along)
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
(sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug
[TrÃc]
My family, oh, it means so much to me
Everywhere we go, playa haters gonna hate and that's for sure
My family tree recruited on this thugsta groove
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
[Tony Tone]
I love my family
And this Mo Thug family, you mean the world to me
Heaven's where we gonna be
Together...
[Boogy Nikke]
...Together we stand
Together we fall, ya'll
I never turn my back on y'all
I got my halo cocked, goin' out with y'all, ya'll
[Layzie]
Come look at this world that's ever so cruel
But the good Lord blessed us
Gave me true family I can depend on
500 Benz with the Synchro rims on
Now I can get off when the wind blow
But I'd like to thank you, Jesus Christ
For givin' for givin' up Your life for us
Now, I can think twice, 'fore roll the dice
Advice from a thug, tell mommy I love her everyday, think of her
Take a look at your thugs to the front of the line
Hear the thunder grind off in my mind
We done partied overtime
Destruction, terror, oh what an era!
Let's get it together 'fore it's over
Be a soldier like my Mo Thug family
[Cat Cody]
They never ever turned their backs on me (backs on me!)
When I was down (I was down!)
My Mo Thugs (Ohhhhh!) was always around
And if there comes a time to pick or choose (pick or choose)
My Mo Thugs won't never lose (Don't ya know your gonna lose!)
We are the thugs
Yeah, we be those children (Gotta be that child)
We gotta keep on thuggin', that's how we make our livin'
(Gotta make my money, man, it's still the same, yeah)
[Jhaz]
You know who I be, once again, comin' at you
It's Jhaz, megablast, top-class, black Jag, cream rag
Playa, better check your hand, look out for the New Breed
[Cabrina]
...Females comin' for you, Mo Thug family roots runs too deep
'Brina trippin' on these haters surroundin' us trues on a daily basis
Smiling faces, jealous of this Mo Thug flippin' on the risin' status
[Ken Dawg (TrÃc)]
Yeah, yeah! My family, (It's my family, Mo Thug)
yeah my family, Mo Thug
Tell me who the coldest (the coldest) playa you know?
I know for sure, sure
Rollin' with Mo, rollin' with Mo (rollin'), you'll fall, gotta go
'Cause we survivin' these remainin' years
When the smoke clears, no fear
(No, no fear) No tears, no tears
[TrÃc]
When there's a problem I can't solve (I can't solve)
My family gets involved
We've been here through thick and thin
On my thugs I can depend
[Souljah Boy]
Been down from the getty-go, since any of yo'
Can you feel me though?
Mo Thug takin' over from the north to west
Wanna test?
Better come prepared with your Smith-n-Wess'
Now learn the lesson, stop stressin', be true to the game!
Mo Thug runnin' everythang, everythang, everythang
[TrÃc]
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers now!)
We want to thank you (we want to thank you!)
For the time you took (time that you took, heeeeey!)
To listen to our funky groove
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers)
We want to thank you (yeah)
For the time you took to listen to our funky groove (soldiers now)
[Sin]
I guess if it was not for them blessings
Weak evil thought would control my whole existence
We preach and speak true belief from within
This family tree would fall, crumble like Sodom, Gomorrah
[Tombstone]
Can't duck, can't run from the cut
Back up!
The wasteland field, peel for mine
The deal, how the clique be real with it
My family tree standin' strong
[Gates]
Natural born in the world of madness, no gladness
Leave a nigga insane
Gotta change my way 'fore the darkest day
Clickin' tight 'til the end with the gang
[Krayzie]
Come on, come on and swing this way (swing this way)
It got to be harmony
Evil be done wicked erased, erased
Humbly united gatherin' souls understood
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, love 'em like one of my own
Hold on, I bet you we'll never go wrong if
We stay strong against the evil that be tryin' to split ya
He, who gets conflict, must just be weak
It's gettin' clearer and clearer, clearer
Enemies want to break my family down, pinnin' it
If we ever needed the Lord, we need Him now
Amen, Amen! Bless the Mo Thug children
And could you watch over mine for me?
Get up, get pumped, do what ya want just don't insult my game
Nigga, this is a family thang
'Til I take one to the brain, I'll remain the same, same
You look out for me, I'll look out for you
This is what you do to unite your trues
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug [x2]
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, KEVIN DUANE MCCORD, STEVEN HOWSE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Mo' Thug (Intro)
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
(Krayzie)
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
(Layzie)
You know we thuggish ruggish
And yo, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful
We're so thuggish ruggish
And to, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful (peaceful)
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about..
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
(Krayzie)
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
So follow me if you want to feel the thug love
Eternal thug
Much love, much love, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Come follow me if you want to feel the thug love
(Layzie)
You know we thuggish ruggish
And yo, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful
We're so thuggish ruggish
And to, we're good humble people
On the grind to teach the world to be a thug in harmony so peaceful (peaceful)
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about...
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, it's all about..
Mo thug, mo thug, mo thug, mo thug
Writer: TIM MIDDLETON, ANTHONY HENDERSON, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Thug Luv
[2Pac]
Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA
nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it
Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo
I don't give a f*ck where you lay at
it's time to slay these bitch made niggas
[Bizzy-overlapping Pac]
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
[2Pac]
they ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is
where my thugs at Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time
well here it is nigga here it is what you gone do with it
[Bizzy]
Well I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know
That I won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought
And am I stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all
We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level they can't
Stop me or drop me nigga they got me f*ck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war
Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder mo' horror
For what the did it all pause for the cause and I
Fin to pull a nine or pistol little nigga wit mine f*ck dem niggas it's on
All y'all fall Bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm alone nigga believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland
[2Pac]
Hahaha what's poppin nigga
put your motherf*cking hand on your strap nigga
Thug Luv nigga we can do this like gangstas
and slug it out or be like punks and punk it out
pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug life baby
I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts
Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap
Praying to father please forgive me police be rushing when they see me
I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life
Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name
We all gone die we bleed through similar veins
You'se explain to me now don't panic when my gun burst
Heard the last jam nigga this ones worse
My nigga bone held the chrome till I came home
Thug Luv playas tell these bitch niggas bring it on
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now
Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a
Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your sleep
Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me
[Layzie]
Little thug from the land nigga never ran
Motherf*ckers out to get me they don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put in some work do some dirt
F*ckin round with the band Bone Thugs N Harmony
Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya
So quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust
For the love of the lust niggas bustin on us
Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the Art Of War
Putting niggas on the floor
when I'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror
Causing much to the nigga that dared us
trying to put a twist in this thugsta
era Paired up with a nigga like Pac
and a nigga like me gotta stay high
Thug Luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky
but I'm still in the hood smoke and fry
So I beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century
[Krayzie]
Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down
Down with the dirt and we don't f*ck around
Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground
And don't get caught up in the crossfire nigga
Artillery thick and you don't want to get to f*ckin with this
I'm straight devil devil not a punk and pretend
I reload buck a little more flee the scene
'fore the po-po even know what you lookin for
They don't know a motherf*cker with a leatherface hey
Man she said I ran this way said I ran that way
You hoes'll never know because I got away yeah
A criminal mind a nigga on the level sometimes
so get high and analyze your crime
Directly organized with results you'll be surprised
[Wish]
Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating niggas you gots to die
It's over wit Bone better leave it alone Mo Thug I'm cracking f*ckin domes
Still in the hood where the thugs play f*ckin wit nothin but thugs man
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way
Give it to 'em on another level nigga
get a shovel you can dig a hole bitches is dead
Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red
F*ck with mine will be see in the moonlight
cause we out ridin looking for you
Better run for cover nigga duck we about to bust
Straight got the Infrared put it on his forehead make some moves
Send flowers straight to his home
put a card in the motherf*cker send it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone
[Bizzy]
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
Nigga we doin this shit from Cleveland to LA
nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it
Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo
I don't give a f*ck where you lay at
it's time to slay these bitch made niggas
[Bizzy-overlapping Pac]
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
[2Pac]
they ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is
where my thugs at Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time
well here it is nigga here it is what you gone do with it
[Bizzy]
Well I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know
That I won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought
And am I stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all
We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level they can't
Stop me or drop me nigga they got me f*ck naw
Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war
Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder mo' horror
For what the did it all pause for the cause and I
Fin to pull a nine or pistol little nigga wit mine f*ck dem niggas it's on
All y'all fall Bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves I'm alone nigga believe
That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland
[2Pac]
Hahaha what's poppin nigga
put your motherf*cking hand on your strap nigga
Thug Luv nigga we can do this like gangstas
and slug it out or be like punks and punk it out
pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug life baby
I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts
Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap
Praying to father please forgive me police be rushing when they see me
I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life
Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name
We all gone die we bleed through similar veins
You'se explain to me now don't panic when my gun burst
Heard the last jam nigga this ones worse
My nigga bone held the chrome till I came home
Thug Luv playas tell these bitch niggas bring it on
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now
Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a
Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your sleep
Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me
[Layzie]
Little thug from the land nigga never ran
Motherf*ckers out to get me they don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put in some work do some dirt
F*ckin round with the band Bone Thugs N Harmony
Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya
So quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust
For the love of the lust niggas bustin on us
Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the Art Of War
Putting niggas on the floor
when I'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror
Causing much to the nigga that dared us
trying to put a twist in this thugsta
era Paired up with a nigga like Pac
and a nigga like me gotta stay high
Thug Luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky
but I'm still in the hood smoke and fry
So I beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century
[Krayzie]
Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down
Down with the dirt and we don't f*ck around
Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground
And don't get caught up in the crossfire nigga
Artillery thick and you don't want to get to f*ckin with this
I'm straight devil devil not a punk and pretend
I reload buck a little more flee the scene
'fore the po-po even know what you lookin for
They don't know a motherf*cker with a leatherface hey
Man she said I ran this way said I ran that way
You hoes'll never know because I got away yeah
A criminal mind a nigga on the level sometimes
so get high and analyze your crime
Directly organized with results you'll be surprised
[Wish]
Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating niggas you gots to die
It's over wit Bone better leave it alone Mo Thug I'm cracking f*ckin domes
Still in the hood where the thugs play f*ckin wit nothin but thugs man
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way
Give it to 'em on another level nigga
get a shovel you can dig a hole bitches is dead
Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red
F*ck with mine will be see in the moonlight
cause we out ridin looking for you
Better run for cover nigga duck we about to bust
Straight got the Infrared put it on his forehead make some moves
Send flowers straight to his home
put a card in the motherf*cker send it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone
[Bizzy]
Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac Pac run wit us Pac and RIP with Thug Luv
Writer: TUPAC SHAKUR, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, TONY COWAN, ANTHONY HENDERSON, TIM MIDDLETON, STEVEN HOWSE, STANLEY HOWSE
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Songtrust Ave
Hatin Nation
Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me)
Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me)
Playa Hata(hata hata)we know very well
Playa hata(hata hata)who you are(are)
Playa hata(hata hata)don't let em smoke your weed
Playa hata(hata hata)or ride in your car(your car)
Playa Hata(hata hata)we know very well
Playa hata(hata hata)who you are(are)
Playa hata(hata hata)don't let em smoke your weed
Playa hata(hata hata)or ride in your car(your car your car)
Don't let that murda murda get cha man
Don't let that murda murda get cha baby
Don't let that murda murda get you man, yea yea yea
Bizzy and Krayzie
Playa hation has begun to rise, n it's contagious pray
Betta not let it get you man, hata hata hataz
Hataz hatin this song song, n if I had a wish
I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony(thug in harmony)
Every Bone get up(get up) and let us move on(move on)
Maybe some could follow if there hearts were not so cold(so cold)
Come and picture for the family scripture
Tell me what do ya see, club nigga in a mask
A man tryin' to blast ass
Nigga know you need to just leave us leave us leave us alone
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender
Nigga won't be phukin' wit no hataz in the 9-style
And all the way to heavens that's my mission
Standin' up ready for the war in position
When the shit jump niggaz won't be slippin'
Niggaz fallin' victim, really what's happenin'
I'm a victim just 'cause I'm rappin'
Stackin' my cheese that I'm always packin'
Niggaz with NOTHIN 2 LOOSE be cappin'
And I really blame you motherf*ckers it's true
What goes around comes around, since I did what I did
In the past, get a pipe and a chance n I'm ready to throw down
Low down, dirty mothaphukin' shame, in a world so cruel
It's niggaz like you, who just be disrespectin' the game
Before I had a little money, niggaz what's hatin me just
For nothin, breakin' my gear and thinkin' it's funny
Get around bitches n niggaz be frontin', but I'm hustlin'
Strugglin', jumpin', wit a lot of frustrations
Livin' in a nation of playa hatian, wit a f*cked up situation
I'm facin' yea y'all playa hatazzzzz
Hataz dry your eyes(eyes eyes), n hold on(hold on)
'Cause we're ballin'(ballin ballin') ya'll
We gon keep it going strong(oh!)ohhhh!!
We really thuggish ruggish, you love us you can hataz
We can deal with you but! Iffy niggaz come around playa hatin'
They be hatin', man them the worse ones,you like(take a bitch)
Still come to your car all the time with a nigga always talkin
About he could some betta than you don already did it, just hatin'
You know) and I know you, we see all ya'll, playa hataz, f*ck why'll
Playa hataz, phuk ya'll, don't you hate on me, don't you hate on me
(I put the beam on you motherf*ckers)
(I said I'll put the beam on you motherf*ckers)
Don't you(if you should spend) hate on me(mo time)
Don't you hate(concentrating on your own shit) on me
Don't you(then playa hatin' on mine) hate on me don't
(you might make something motherf*ckers) you hate on me
Hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on,(umm!)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me)
Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me)
Playa Hata(hata hata)we know very well
Playa hata(hata hata)who you are(are)
Playa hata(hata hata)don't let em smoke your weed
Playa hata(hata hata)or ride in your car(your car)
Playa Hata(hata hata)we know very well
Playa hata(hata hata)who you are(are)
Playa hata(hata hata)don't let em smoke your weed
Playa hata(hata hata)or ride in your car(your car your car)
Don't let that murda murda get cha man
Don't let that murda murda get cha baby
Don't let that murda murda get you man, yea yea yea
Bizzy and Krayzie
Playa hation has begun to rise, n it's contagious pray
Betta not let it get you man, hata hata hataz
Hataz hatin this song song, n if I had a wish
I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony(thug in harmony)
Every Bone get up(get up) and let us move on(move on)
Maybe some could follow if there hearts were not so cold(so cold)
Come and picture for the family scripture
Tell me what do ya see, club nigga in a mask
A man tryin' to blast ass
Nigga know you need to just leave us leave us leave us alone
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender
Nigga won't be phukin' wit no hataz in the 9-style
And all the way to heavens that's my mission
Standin' up ready for the war in position
When the shit jump niggaz won't be slippin'
Niggaz fallin' victim, really what's happenin'
I'm a victim just 'cause I'm rappin'
Stackin' my cheese that I'm always packin'
Niggaz with NOTHIN 2 LOOSE be cappin'
And I really blame you motherf*ckers it's true
What goes around comes around, since I did what I did
In the past, get a pipe and a chance n I'm ready to throw down
Low down, dirty mothaphukin' shame, in a world so cruel
It's niggaz like you, who just be disrespectin' the game
Before I had a little money, niggaz what's hatin me just
For nothin, breakin' my gear and thinkin' it's funny
Get around bitches n niggaz be frontin', but I'm hustlin'
Strugglin', jumpin', wit a lot of frustrations
Livin' in a nation of playa hatian, wit a f*cked up situation
I'm facin' yea y'all playa hatazzzzz
Hataz dry your eyes(eyes eyes), n hold on(hold on)
'Cause we're ballin'(ballin ballin') ya'll
We gon keep it going strong(oh!)ohhhh!!
We really thuggish ruggish, you love us you can hataz
We can deal with you but! Iffy niggaz come around playa hatin'
They be hatin', man them the worse ones,you like(take a bitch)
Still come to your car all the time with a nigga always talkin
About he could some betta than you don already did it, just hatin'
You know) and I know you, we see all ya'll, playa hataz, f*ck why'll
Playa hataz, phuk ya'll, don't you hate on me, don't you hate on me
(I put the beam on you motherf*ckers)
(I said I'll put the beam on you motherf*ckers)
Don't you(if you should spend) hate on me(mo time)
Don't you hate(concentrating on your own shit) on me
Don't you(then playa hatin' on mine) hate on me don't
(you might make something motherf*ckers) you hate on me
Hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on,(umm!)
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
7 Sign
[Featuring Maje$ty]
Bizzy:
Yeah, this for all you non-believers, especially out in the see-O. Man,
f*ck y'all niggas.
Yeah, I'm (tatted) so when I die, you can see what's deep in my eye
[my eye].
Maje$ty:
7 Sign . . .
Bizzy:
I put who got you, too, who shot you, who got you, glock you and stop
you [stop you, stop you].
Look who got you, too, who shot you, who got you, pop you and stop you
[stop you, stop you].
Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get f*cked-up even if I'm under
surveillance, I watch out, want to win, and f*ck 'em up daily,
throwin' up 7, what am I yellin'? Murderer. Nigga, once you come must
be like crazy if you [Muthaf*cka, don't play me] play
me. Nigga, not today. I see you but you can't see me. I know with all
of government and, yes, this will get crazy and blow
[bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb].
Maje$ty:
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn, blastin' out your
steroes or your headphones. The roots exploited clones;
therefore, it's my job to describe the loudness, the habitat of rap
survival kit. Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my
worldly reflections, it's magnified to new levels of elevation.
Bizzy:
Seven sign, seven, seven sign, seven, seventh sign seal.
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah.
Yeah, I'm (tatted) so when I die, you can see what's deep in my eye
[my eyes, my eyes].
Now, look who got you, then, who shot you, who pop you, glock you and
stop you [stop you, stop you].
Look who got you, too, who shot you, who pop you, glock you and stop
you [stop you, stop you].
Bizzy:
The Rip here to run in the street, and flippin' on police, yeah they
know me, I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke
clears, and at least I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie. All
bitches, look into it as you want the real killa? Well, pull out
your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it. And you knew it, too,
when, when you looked in my eyes, I'm ready to die. And I
hope my mama really loves me, 'cause daddy's bye-bye. Inner pride with
the Ripsta, let 'em hit ya with the scripture, picture
me loc'd out and smoked out with a half of fifth of (?).
Maje$ty:
Three sixty-five out of all the round trees, they'll be Japanese,
Maje$ty's corruptin' record companies. Nigga, jump for cheese,
catch sub-zero freeze and crack once the atmosphere brings the
temperature back, slacks only in dress pants, have you ever
danced with the devil in pale moonlight? I have. Hollywood niggas make
me laugh. Sell a dream to 'em. Cash, no royality,
grab they royal keys and dash. My overhead projects how ends meet to
foul or ejected, lyrics was selected beyond my
control, last door on the totem pole, pockets swoll from tape residue,
last interview and went in daytime, it's made a promise to
let down smooth criminals gently and (?) grab your earlobe and
billion, this is big business, buy tapes, don't lend, niggas (?)
while I scrap change for phillies, why grill me? Got bigger balls to
chase waterfalls with Chili, explore on four wheels or foot, I
bring it to that ass over the hook so when you slip, gots it. I ride
up on it. I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm
Boneless, word sound 'til I'm foamin'. Cybergenics wanted my genes for
clonin'. Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel
Trojans. More than civil suits make my longevity boost, articles and
promotions make me more potent. Deadly to the mind,
'causin' somethin' to be blind, redefine lines entertwined with all
mankind. Would that rain outshine divine Maje$ty, shame, the
boogie down Bronx is where the heart still remain.
Bizzy:
I'm a let a nigga know, you know what I'm sayin', just right off the
bat. I gives a f*ck about no nigga. Don't be no (corvie)-ass
nigga. I'm tryin' to tell niggas that off the rip, off the rippa,
baby.
[I must be losin' my mind . . .] I must be.
Where's the mob? Find your specialty, let's give this nigga a job. Is
you ready for jail? Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try
to rob. We can spar, but you gon' drop [drop], I'm a bomb, ready for
war, will I p-pop pop, better look out for miles, been
doomed since the womb. Will he put me in my tomb? I've been thuggin'
so assume when I enter your room, boom. Stomped
through Compton and cities y'all ain't never heard of, and listen, I
bet there's thousand people screamin' out "murder, murderin'
ya." Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got a (?). I'm tatted so when I
die you can see what's deep my eyes. Trues ride but trues
die, my nigga, don't cry, I shedded my last tear when I found out love
was a lie. So I try, but it ain't nothin' for my mental. So
piss off my pencil, and I blast, dash in a rental. One nigga got (?)
and off he in a trap with sawed-off they took a chance and
lost, let's spray A-K and make gangsta gone, don't finish the wars
when they ain't over, I love you thugs, but all them skeletons
got so close and they got so (?) if it ain't (?), this family that
don't give a f*ck who you are. It ain't nothin' like some trouble.
How close? How far [how far, how far]?
Bizzy:
Yeah, this for all you non-believers, especially out in the see-O. Man,
f*ck y'all niggas.
Yeah, I'm (tatted) so when I die, you can see what's deep in my eye
[my eye].
Maje$ty:
7 Sign . . .
Bizzy:
I put who got you, too, who shot you, who got you, glock you and stop
you [stop you, stop you].
Look who got you, too, who shot you, who got you, pop you and stop you
[stop you, stop you].
Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get f*cked-up even if I'm under
surveillance, I watch out, want to win, and f*ck 'em up daily,
throwin' up 7, what am I yellin'? Murderer. Nigga, once you come must
be like crazy if you [Muthaf*cka, don't play me] play
me. Nigga, not today. I see you but you can't see me. I know with all
of government and, yes, this will get crazy and blow
[bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb].
Maje$ty:
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn, blastin' out your
steroes or your headphones. The roots exploited clones;
therefore, it's my job to describe the loudness, the habitat of rap
survival kit. Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my
worldly reflections, it's magnified to new levels of elevation.
Bizzy:
Seven sign, seven, seven sign, seven, seventh sign seal.
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah.
Yeah, I'm (tatted) so when I die, you can see what's deep in my eye
[my eyes, my eyes].
Now, look who got you, then, who shot you, who pop you, glock you and
stop you [stop you, stop you].
Look who got you, too, who shot you, who pop you, glock you and stop
you [stop you, stop you].
Bizzy:
The Rip here to run in the street, and flippin' on police, yeah they
know me, I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke
clears, and at least I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie. All
bitches, look into it as you want the real killa? Well, pull out
your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it. And you knew it, too,
when, when you looked in my eyes, I'm ready to die. And I
hope my mama really loves me, 'cause daddy's bye-bye. Inner pride with
the Ripsta, let 'em hit ya with the scripture, picture
me loc'd out and smoked out with a half of fifth of (?).
Maje$ty:
Three sixty-five out of all the round trees, they'll be Japanese,
Maje$ty's corruptin' record companies. Nigga, jump for cheese,
catch sub-zero freeze and crack once the atmosphere brings the
temperature back, slacks only in dress pants, have you ever
danced with the devil in pale moonlight? I have. Hollywood niggas make
me laugh. Sell a dream to 'em. Cash, no royality,
grab they royal keys and dash. My overhead projects how ends meet to
foul or ejected, lyrics was selected beyond my
control, last door on the totem pole, pockets swoll from tape residue,
last interview and went in daytime, it's made a promise to
let down smooth criminals gently and (?) grab your earlobe and
billion, this is big business, buy tapes, don't lend, niggas (?)
while I scrap change for phillies, why grill me? Got bigger balls to
chase waterfalls with Chili, explore on four wheels or foot, I
bring it to that ass over the hook so when you slip, gots it. I ride
up on it. I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm
Boneless, word sound 'til I'm foamin'. Cybergenics wanted my genes for
clonin'. Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel
Trojans. More than civil suits make my longevity boost, articles and
promotions make me more potent. Deadly to the mind,
'causin' somethin' to be blind, redefine lines entertwined with all
mankind. Would that rain outshine divine Maje$ty, shame, the
boogie down Bronx is where the heart still remain.
Bizzy:
I'm a let a nigga know, you know what I'm sayin', just right off the
bat. I gives a f*ck about no nigga. Don't be no (corvie)-ass
nigga. I'm tryin' to tell niggas that off the rip, off the rippa,
baby.
[I must be losin' my mind . . .] I must be.
Where's the mob? Find your specialty, let's give this nigga a job. Is
you ready for jail? Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try
to rob. We can spar, but you gon' drop [drop], I'm a bomb, ready for
war, will I p-pop pop, better look out for miles, been
doomed since the womb. Will he put me in my tomb? I've been thuggin'
so assume when I enter your room, boom. Stomped
through Compton and cities y'all ain't never heard of, and listen, I
bet there's thousand people screamin' out "murder, murderin'
ya." Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got a (?). I'm tatted so when I
die you can see what's deep my eyes. Trues ride but trues
die, my nigga, don't cry, I shedded my last tear when I found out love
was a lie. So I try, but it ain't nothin' for my mental. So
piss off my pencil, and I blast, dash in a rental. One nigga got (?)
and off he in a trap with sawed-off they took a chance and
lost, let's spray A-K and make gangsta gone, don't finish the wars
when they ain't over, I love you thugs, but all them skeletons
got so close and they got so (?) if it ain't (?), this family that
don't give a f*ck who you are. It ain't nothin' like some trouble.
How close? How far [how far, how far]?
Writer: MAJESTY, BRYON MCCANE, CEDRIC JR. FEASTER, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Wasteland Warriors
[Krayzie: Talking]
Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthaf*cka, nigga
P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin
Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga
(We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...)
What if we slowed it down?
Then, nigga, you would hear me
I know niggas would f*ck around
And say we tried to steal your style
Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest
Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us
My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload
So, when them funky, funky jump me
Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll)
It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid
But, oh no, niggas heard the flow
And wanted a piece of the cake
It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get skills
But when kept on disrespectin'
Make 'em think we shit's real, nigga
I'm from the Land where every niggas plan
And schemin' for the money, man, so we packin'
And they don't understand them niggas rappin'
But still they actin' like criminals
? reciprocal
They don't know it, even though
Oh, no, no, can't let you go
When I pop pop pop (pop, pop)
That funk'll gon' blow you away
Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday
Oh, gotta say f*ck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed
[Krayzie (Layzie)]
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind
[Souljah Boy]
You know it is, what it's gotta be
Ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin'
And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back
Don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these
Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch
Sue these stupid muthaf*ckas
Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus
'Cause the niggas be down for the count
And the first nigga step up, get shut down
You shouldna been takin' my f*ckin' style
That's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town
Arrest me on the rebound
It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G
You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me
So muthaf*ck what you's thinkin'
Brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in my sheet
While your bullethole still be bleedin'
But here's the reason for the season's on my muthaf*ckin' bank
Why you lame, be actin' strange?
Boom to bangs, nigga insanes
Out to rearrange this muthaf*ckin' figure
Knowin' damn well, I'm a muthaf*ckin' killa
Nigga, bow down, and I'm outta your picture
Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller
We done muthaf*ck you
And you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater
Streetsweeper get your ass deceased.
[Krayzie] Warriors ride
Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride
bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin' my mind
[Bizzy]
Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick
Nigga, what you saw
We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin' through ?
And they call war, ready for the cause
Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them ? gotta break
Your face be on that table, ready for more
Y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in
And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up
And your luck get f*cked-up, ready me buck buck buck
I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect
But I won't get cut and love, Uh-uh
What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ?
Thinkin' me bloody get with the ?
And roll but I had gun before you knows
Don't roll, and I gotta go and face it
So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll
[Layzie]
Aw, shit!
Nowhere to run; here come judgement day
Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh
I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your ?
Feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life
I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'll it be?
Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz
You know I got ends to spend, top ten ?
Count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real
Attitude like, ''Nigga, what?''
And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas
Mo Thug employ in my city
Destroy y'all, how wicked is this?
It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately
Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe
And outta the way
And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin'
It's all about perfect timin', feel me
it's about perfect timin', hear me
What's on my muthaf*ckin' mind in this:
These playa haters got me pissed, bitch
But let me get my gauge
Leatherface, go get your mask
We gon' blast and roll on these muthaf*ckin' niggas
Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin' - the #1 Assassin
[Krayzie (Layzie)]
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind
[Krayzie]
Oh, gotta say f*ck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed
We stressed, we stressed
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind
Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthaf*cka, nigga
P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin
Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga
(We off to the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto...)
What if we slowed it down?
Then, nigga, you would hear me
I know niggas would f*ck around
And say we tried to steal your style
Come on to funky town, that's where we gets the rawest
Thuggish ruggish Bone, so sho' nuff, that's what they call us
My niggas is older, now, so they know when to unload
So, when them funky, funky jump me
Gon' be ready to roll (ready to roll)
It's part of no static, see, we just out to get paid
But, oh no, niggas heard the flow
And wanted a piece of the cake
It kinda pissed me off that ? figured they could get skills
But when kept on disrespectin'
Make 'em think we shit's real, nigga
I'm from the Land where every niggas plan
And schemin' for the money, man, so we packin'
And they don't understand them niggas rappin'
But still they actin' like criminals
? reciprocal
They don't know it, even though
Oh, no, no, can't let you go
When I pop pop pop (pop, pop)
That funk'll gon' blow you away
Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday
Oh, gotta say f*ck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed, we stressed, we stressed
[Krayzie (Layzie)]
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind
[Souljah Boy]
You know it is, what it's gotta be
Ain't no stoppin' me when I be droppin'
And these Mo Thug roll the sword from the front and back
Don't stop, but the Double Glock they don't look out for these
Where your troops is down to get loose, bitch
Sue these stupid muthaf*ckas
Don't make me huff and puff and start some ruckus
'Cause the niggas be down for the count
And the first nigga step up, get shut down
You shouldna been takin' my f*ckin' style
That's how we still gon' do it in the C-Town
Arrest me on the rebound
It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G
You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me
So muthaf*ck what you's thinkin'
Brothas don't hit, they're weak and wrapped up in my sheet
While your bullethole still be bleedin'
But here's the reason for the season's on my muthaf*ckin' bank
Why you lame, be actin' strange?
Boom to bangs, nigga insanes
Out to rearrange this muthaf*ckin' figure
Knowin' damn well, I'm a muthaf*ckin' killa
Nigga, bow down, and I'm outta your picture
Just might killa, got a cap peela, nine rounds spiller
We done muthaf*ck you
And you don't wanna see fade 'em all with the blood heater
Streetsweeper get your ass deceased.
[Krayzie] Warriors ride
Bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play Wasteland warriors ride
bloody murder, bloody mo' murder murder
Murder, murder, play, play War corruptin' my mind
[Bizzy]
Rip quick to kill ya, fill ya, and I hits that quick
Nigga, what you saw
We ? somebody ? with a pistol runnin' through ?
And they call war, ready for the cause
Clones get the thug, end up gettin' them ? gotta break
Your face be on that table, ready for more
Y'all clone him, and what if I got my peeps to flip in
And vote and go ahead and smoke 'em, open 'em up
And your luck get f*cked-up, ready me buck buck buck
I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect
But I won't get cut and love, Uh-uh
What it makes you want my ? yes, some are ?
Thinkin' me bloody get with the ?
And roll but I had gun before you knows
Don't roll, and I gotta go and face it
So picture me nearly dearly get in judge, roll
[Layzie]
Aw, shit!
Nowhere to run; here come judgement day
Let's make these jealous bitches pay, uh-huh
I'm off in the midst, and runnin' and chasin' and casin' your ?
Feelin' it might save me, baby, gotta be goin' through this life
I snatch your life just like it's a day which type'll it be?
Come and roll with this #l nigga in my 500 Benz
You know I got ends to spend, top ten ?
Count dividends, and I'm rollin' still real
Attitude like, ''Nigga, what?''
And me Mo Thug Souljah Boy like all of 'em niggas
Mo Thug employ in my city
Destroy y'all, how wicked is this?
It may be, nigga just gotta keep real, baby, lately
Little Lay been dodgin' hits, try to keep all my people safe
And outta the way
And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin'
It's all about perfect timin', feel me
it's about perfect timin', hear me
What's on my muthaf*ckin' mind in this:
These playa haters got me pissed, bitch
But let me get my gauge
Leatherface, go get your mask
We gon' blast and roll on these muthaf*ckin' niggas
Everlastin', everlastin', everlastin', everlastin' - the #1 Assassin
[Krayzie (Layzie)]
Warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
Wasteland warriors ride (bloody murder, bloody mo' murder
Murder, murder, murder, play, play)
War corruptin' my mind
[Krayzie]
Oh, gotta say f*ck all y'all, all y'all
Wasteland warriors, we stressed
We stressed, we stressed
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind
Wasteland warriors ride
War corruptin' my mind
Writer: TIM MIDDLETON, ANTHONY HENDERSON, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, BRYON MCCANE, PAUL O'NEIL, CHARLES SCRUGGS, WILLIE JR. SHAW
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Neighborhood Slang (Interlude)
I87 is a lesson for them niggas
That want to test
Bring more than 'cause me shotgun
Will be buckin' your chest
Want to be Mothug thugsta mentality
Runs through the bone!
Pop pop to the dome
Fall short to the chrome
Get wrapped that bitches on
Much love for the green leaves
But me trues have to ease me down
Puff puff head rush
Poppin' in me clip and I got plenty rounds
Me 'n' pretenda'
No studio thugsta'
Bone'll get wit' cha
Straight number one lil' rispsta
Swing watch him hit cha
So we can swang (we can swang)
Down for my thang (down for my thang)
Finna blow to tha brain
Though you could hang
When I swang them things
That's insane
Stay low (so low)
Dem popo know me no surrender
Dem niggas on tha street they remember as being no pretenda'
Standin' up on tha block
9 mm cocked
And me hang, and me gott my niggas lookin' out for me back
And them watch for them rocks
And you know it's nothin' but the neighborhood thang
It's mandatory for me neighborhood slang
That want to test
Bring more than 'cause me shotgun
Will be buckin' your chest
Want to be Mothug thugsta mentality
Runs through the bone!
Pop pop to the dome
Fall short to the chrome
Get wrapped that bitches on
Much love for the green leaves
But me trues have to ease me down
Puff puff head rush
Poppin' in me clip and I got plenty rounds
Me 'n' pretenda'
No studio thugsta'
Bone'll get wit' cha
Straight number one lil' rispsta
Swing watch him hit cha
So we can swang (we can swang)
Down for my thang (down for my thang)
Finna blow to tha brain
Though you could hang
When I swang them things
That's insane
Stay low (so low)
Dem popo know me no surrender
Dem niggas on tha street they remember as being no pretenda'
Standin' up on tha block
9 mm cocked
And me hang, and me gott my niggas lookin' out for me back
And them watch for them rocks
And you know it's nothin' but the neighborhood thang
It's mandatory for me neighborhood slang
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, TIM MIDDLETON, Composer Unknown
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
U Aint Bone
[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]
I'm sending a message to warn you imposters
All hating in my business
When I see you I'm a drop you
Get slugged and get drugged
My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge
Got you when I spot you I should pop you
Even the boss was telling me not to
But I won't stop until they get shot
When they get out the hospital
They gonna get shot, too
The fast one bringing that AK
Better walk, then we even
When I leave and flees to Cleveland
Now, murder 'em and rest in peace
So goodbye. We're shutting it down
And now we're prowling niggas from alleys
Cloning our sound, we found your town
Now is you ready for the war?
Cry loud and go
Many if all niggas 'll fall off in they sleep
And even oppose and order them hoes
Gonna flee with me?
Bitch, f*ck with me then see that
My little aliens, yeah
We come to your city. Can they really
Put it on down with the pistol?
Can you feel me, feel me?
[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]
They beat biters, dope-style takers
When I see you face-to-face
My nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater
You niggas ain't Bone, you clone
You wrong. What the f*ck?
You niggas ain't thinking
What's the consequence?
Now I'm 'bout to get
Real deadly. Ready for the war
When we just start bombing shit
Trying to cop my click?
Hell no! Real raw. Y'all niggas thought this was a game?
Now it's time to make you feel the pain
Wanna test my everyday thang?
I aim straight for your temple
It's really that simple when I seen it splatter
Had I even killed one of you clones
Then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter
Scattered. Run for the border
Your career is getting shorter
Nigga, better hide 'cause I already warned ya
Mo Thug Records taking over
I told ya. Soldier man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it's going down by the means infantry
Instantly finna be World War 3
If you f*cking with my family jewels. You fools!
You niggas break golden rules
Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Them niggas going platinum every time
I'm ready to ride. You ready to ride?
It's do or die. Then, nigga, I die
I jump in my Five Double-O
If you got it, better flaunt it
I'm a drop the top, and lock the locks
And cock the Glock; it'll make you want it
Come get it. And while you're rapping
On your song, just remember no pretenders
Bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
I hope you realize that you ain't Bone
You ain't Bone
Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone?
Nigga, you ain't Bone
Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
To let 'em know that we're charging
Clones pay
Come on now ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
To let 'em know that we're charging
Clones pay
[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
Straight from the corner and I'm a thug
All my diamonds
I bet you wanted to stop my shining
Didn't we warn you, nigga?
The sign. See? Blinded
Run but they finding
Me in my Double-big-Five-O
And critical with a pistol
With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll
Serve you. Heard my words
Are satanic and wishful
Then see you all get pissed off
My generals need no horse
We need AR-15s, twenty Glocks
With beams, and TNT
Nigga roll with me
Burial. F*ck the world!
When I deal, hope I repented
'Cause if the world I resented
It just might catch me up in heaven
But I'm a work this earth til it hurts
Gotta done make the worse
All the way through trial
I'm back in the court for some dirt
Get 'em off soil. They wait for alarm
I curse that silly ass bitch said I stoled a purse
And at them bullshit awards. But they told me
I stole beneath of my shirt. And it makes me sick
Even Ripsta's sistas plus family understands
F*ck with it. Put it on your Grammy
Even my mammy's scared to tell. And
Deep in my mind, devil seeped in. Scary
Stay wary and carry on. Promise to burn me
Never bury and hurry if you ain't Bone
[Verse 4: Layzie Bone]
These niggas wanna erase me
'Cause they can't face me
Crash collide with the niggas that hate me
F*cking with the real, y'all see how the fake be
Ducking the cut, trying to look for safety
Make me reach for my pistol and pop it
Niggas gonna pay on the day that I spot him
Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy
On the way to the rodeo, killing all carbon copies
I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe. Indeed
I grieve for the war. What's next?
It's all about respect, bitch nigga
I'ma get that shit if I don't get nothing else
To the end I'm steady flipping
F*cking the world til they give Bone props
Nigga, you got knocked on blocks
With rocks, beat down by the cops
And it still don't stop. Glock Glock
I'm grinding, steadily climbing
To the top of the charts. Where you wanna be?
Off in my prime it's all about timing
As I look at my shit make history
No mystery. Mistook and, nigga
That eight-time platinum real
How do you feel to the thugs appeal?
Make nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal
Should'a kept it real and quit fronting. Nigga
Go round-for-round with the best
Nigga, step up and meet your death
F*cking with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh
Yeah, it's all about survival of the fittest and it's on
Nigga, realize, or you die. You bitch ass niggas ain't Bone
[Chorus 2x]
I'm sending a message to warn you imposters
All hating in my business
When I see you I'm a drop you
Get slugged and get drugged
My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge
Got you when I spot you I should pop you
Even the boss was telling me not to
But I won't stop until they get shot
When they get out the hospital
They gonna get shot, too
The fast one bringing that AK
Better walk, then we even
When I leave and flees to Cleveland
Now, murder 'em and rest in peace
So goodbye. We're shutting it down
And now we're prowling niggas from alleys
Cloning our sound, we found your town
Now is you ready for the war?
Cry loud and go
Many if all niggas 'll fall off in they sleep
And even oppose and order them hoes
Gonna flee with me?
Bitch, f*ck with me then see that
My little aliens, yeah
We come to your city. Can they really
Put it on down with the pistol?
Can you feel me, feel me?
[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]
They beat biters, dope-style takers
When I see you face-to-face
My nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater
You niggas ain't Bone, you clone
You wrong. What the f*ck?
You niggas ain't thinking
What's the consequence?
Now I'm 'bout to get
Real deadly. Ready for the war
When we just start bombing shit
Trying to cop my click?
Hell no! Real raw. Y'all niggas thought this was a game?
Now it's time to make you feel the pain
Wanna test my everyday thang?
I aim straight for your temple
It's really that simple when I seen it splatter
Had I even killed one of you clones
Then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter
Scattered. Run for the border
Your career is getting shorter
Nigga, better hide 'cause I already warned ya
Mo Thug Records taking over
I told ya. Soldier man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it's going down by the means infantry
Instantly finna be World War 3
If you f*cking with my family jewels. You fools!
You niggas break golden rules
Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Them niggas going platinum every time
I'm ready to ride. You ready to ride?
It's do or die. Then, nigga, I die
I jump in my Five Double-O
If you got it, better flaunt it
I'm a drop the top, and lock the locks
And cock the Glock; it'll make you want it
Come get it. And while you're rapping
On your song, just remember no pretenders
Bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
I hope you realize that you ain't Bone
You ain't Bone
Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone?
Nigga, you ain't Bone
Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
To let 'em know that we're charging
Clones pay
Come on now ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)
To let 'em know that we're charging
Clones pay
[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
Straight from the corner and I'm a thug
All my diamonds
I bet you wanted to stop my shining
Didn't we warn you, nigga?
The sign. See? Blinded
Run but they finding
Me in my Double-big-Five-O
And critical with a pistol
With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll
Serve you. Heard my words
Are satanic and wishful
Then see you all get pissed off
My generals need no horse
We need AR-15s, twenty Glocks
With beams, and TNT
Nigga roll with me
Burial. F*ck the world!
When I deal, hope I repented
'Cause if the world I resented
It just might catch me up in heaven
But I'm a work this earth til it hurts
Gotta done make the worse
All the way through trial
I'm back in the court for some dirt
Get 'em off soil. They wait for alarm
I curse that silly ass bitch said I stoled a purse
And at them bullshit awards. But they told me
I stole beneath of my shirt. And it makes me sick
Even Ripsta's sistas plus family understands
F*ck with it. Put it on your Grammy
Even my mammy's scared to tell. And
Deep in my mind, devil seeped in. Scary
Stay wary and carry on. Promise to burn me
Never bury and hurry if you ain't Bone
[Verse 4: Layzie Bone]
These niggas wanna erase me
'Cause they can't face me
Crash collide with the niggas that hate me
F*cking with the real, y'all see how the fake be
Ducking the cut, trying to look for safety
Make me reach for my pistol and pop it
Niggas gonna pay on the day that I spot him
Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy
On the way to the rodeo, killing all carbon copies
I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe. Indeed
I grieve for the war. What's next?
It's all about respect, bitch nigga
I'ma get that shit if I don't get nothing else
To the end I'm steady flipping
F*cking the world til they give Bone props
Nigga, you got knocked on blocks
With rocks, beat down by the cops
And it still don't stop. Glock Glock
I'm grinding, steadily climbing
To the top of the charts. Where you wanna be?
Off in my prime it's all about timing
As I look at my shit make history
No mystery. Mistook and, nigga
That eight-time platinum real
How do you feel to the thugs appeal?
Make nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal
Should'a kept it real and quit fronting. Nigga
Go round-for-round with the best
Nigga, step up and meet your death
F*cking with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh
Yeah, it's all about survival of the fittest and it's on
Nigga, realize, or you die. You bitch ass niggas ain't Bone
[Chorus 2x]
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Get Cha Thug On
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit,
that's why we kick in the hood where thugstas play
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit,
but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Let's go, Now we down to ride
Everybody, swear to God that I'm down for mine
But I feel the Lord done bless me
We marchin' soldiers (soldiers)
Can't f*ck with nothin' but them warriors (warriors)
What you thought, nigga?
And if they can't sit down with the buck to the bang, bloody redrum
And I make a little change.
Gotta watch for the cops, there will be some, (damn!)
Duck that ass when I shoot, no longer and I just let loose
No longer can I just buck buck at you
Cause law got bitches bulletproof
Got shit to prove, got shit to move,
make a move, playa hater, and we watchin' you
But don't you think I won't pull my shit, split your shit
That's how y'all f*ckin' with thugsta's shit
Better quit that shit
Or we come and come, shit gon' be hummin', hum
And I know you don't want that, feel my warning..
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
It's so amazing (amazing)
I can thug forever and ever
You can't really blame me, baby
It's just the thugsta in me (in me)
Now, that's not all we do
Cause thugstas still, true
We like to ride around floss a little bit,
smoke a little bit, drink a little bit. Nigga, don't you?
Now, we got to make these millions
We got to look out for these Bone thug children
Rest in peace, Baby Boi
Amen. Damn, shit everyone breakin' with this money, man (money, man)
But Jesus gave life on the cross so we could maintain (maintain)
Hear a voice keep tellin' me that it's gon' be alright
Just keep yours tight, and pray at night..
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Thugstas, it's time for warfare, yeah (Can ya hear me now?)
Thugstas, and it ain't gon' change, so we better prepare (prepare)
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, any day. . .
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay. . .
Shots might be fired, 'cause everybody got guns
But ain't nobody runnin', Bone
Cause Bone niggas don't run
We marchin' heat. Indeed you bleed
But don't nobody f*ck with Bone, Please
And you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
Said you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
And you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
Said you can get ya thug on (thug on)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Tre]
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugstas . . .
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
But we like this thug shit,
that's why we kick in the hood where thugstas play
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit,
but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Let's go, Now we down to ride
Everybody, swear to God that I'm down for mine
But I feel the Lord done bless me
We marchin' soldiers (soldiers)
Can't f*ck with nothin' but them warriors (warriors)
What you thought, nigga?
And if they can't sit down with the buck to the bang, bloody redrum
And I make a little change.
Gotta watch for the cops, there will be some, (damn!)
Duck that ass when I shoot, no longer and I just let loose
No longer can I just buck buck at you
Cause law got bitches bulletproof
Got shit to prove, got shit to move,
make a move, playa hater, and we watchin' you
But don't you think I won't pull my shit, split your shit
That's how y'all f*ckin' with thugsta's shit
Better quit that shit
Or we come and come, shit gon' be hummin', hum
And I know you don't want that, feel my warning..
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
It's so amazing (amazing)
I can thug forever and ever
You can't really blame me, baby
It's just the thugsta in me (in me)
Now, that's not all we do
Cause thugstas still, true
We like to ride around floss a little bit,
smoke a little bit, drink a little bit. Nigga, don't you?
Now, we got to make these millions
We got to look out for these Bone thug children
Rest in peace, Baby Boi
Amen. Damn, shit everyone breakin' with this money, man (money, man)
But Jesus gave life on the cross so we could maintain (maintain)
Hear a voice keep tellin' me that it's gon' be alright
Just keep yours tight, and pray at night..
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Thugstas, it's time for warfare, yeah (Can ya hear me now?)
Thugstas, and it ain't gon' change, so we better prepare (prepare)
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, any day. . .
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay. . .
Shots might be fired, 'cause everybody got guns
But ain't nobody runnin', Bone
Cause Bone niggas don't run
We marchin' heat. Indeed you bleed
But don't nobody f*ck with Bone, Please
And you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
Said you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
And you can get ya thug on, (thug on)
Said you can get ya thug on (thug on)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Tre]
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugstas . . .
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
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Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
(Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..)
Writer: CHARLES SCRUGGS, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
All Original
[Krayzie (Flesh)]
Better not be so quick test us,
(May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay)
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now
We'll kill ya, now
[Krayzie]
Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga
And still thuggin' with the roughest muthaf*ckas
in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that?
Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?"
No, I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine
'Cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times
You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say
"Oh, my!" but check it out, though
I done made enough money to buy my ghetto a lot of weapons, y'all
And I made it, takin' out my weed. Here, stay high, nigga
So paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up
Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs
And they figure they can try me
Like a muthaf*cka won't swang back or somethin'
Or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin'
F*ck 'em, I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate
And say that we ain't true to what we say
But then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate
We bang them f*ckin' brains (we bang them brains)
But then, we switch subject
And f*ck with them clones that suck the thug dick
Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style
Muthaf*cka, we ain't never been in your town
It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals
So here we go, got a gun - should I buck 'em on down?
Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on?
Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh?
I'm so full anguish
Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it
But they can't get the hang of it
Yeah
[Chorus]
[Flesh]
Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold
I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time
That they shot a nigga straight to the temple
Done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin'
Get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again
Here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday
So say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain
I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood
It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle
Roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks sellin' for life
If you pull a shyste off to the fiends
Then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up
Yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah
We better shank 'em, thank 'em, f*ck it, I thank 'em, and hope for respect
'Cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst of the dark
And I sped off with the quickness, strikin'
Send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a thug
And they thought that I bruise easily
Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em)
Most of what goes around, comes around
Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us
To the chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a gun
They change in a whole new muthaf*ckin' attitude
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
Nigga, let me in
Double glock and never about to change, man
To the temple I aim and claim to gain control
Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll
Put some pressure on these hoes that, yo
They pose as foes, gotta let 'em know
Got a nation of my niggas out to back me
Got another nation--killas out to try to jack me
Exactly, what the f*ck you thought you was gon' pull?
Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose
Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction
They down with the puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action
Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse
If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps
And a I'm a give a little game in this world that we livin' in it
Sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me
You get it how you take it, but the only way you'll make it
Givin' peace to the G-O-D, your Lord
And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit
Because the hater's gonna hate, and then the real - it's gon' feel
But I bet that after all of y'all fall
that the faker's gonna perish in the fire
Dip, and you know when I'm rollin'
I'm equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam
And I gladly put it on ya from the land of California
Leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean
Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with K.B
We gonna take a little journey around the world and see what we see
Any y'all niggas comin' with me? So, come on
[Wish]
Let me up in here and kill 'em
Feel 'em niggas wanna bite the Bone, bite the Bone
Didn't a muthaf*cka say I'm wrong?
Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow
We shoot 'em up, buck
Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation
Anybody hatin'? Erase 'em
And biters, everytime I see you on T.V.
it makes me feel good
'Cause I know when we run up on you
you'll see we, we gotta get paid good
Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty
Bone in harmony, we hungry
Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money
Don't gather the fly shit, f*ckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz
Should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all,
should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters?
Everything we write, I swear, it's all original
Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original (all original)
[Krayzie (Flesh)]
Better not be so quick test us
(May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay)
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now
We'll kill ya, now
Better not be so quick test us,
(May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay)
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now
We'll kill ya, now
[Krayzie]
Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga
And still thuggin' with the roughest muthaf*ckas
in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that?
Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?"
No, I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine
'Cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times
You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say
"Oh, my!" but check it out, though
I done made enough money to buy my ghetto a lot of weapons, y'all
And I made it, takin' out my weed. Here, stay high, nigga
So paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up
Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs
And they figure they can try me
Like a muthaf*cka won't swang back or somethin'
Or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin'
F*ck 'em, I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate
And say that we ain't true to what we say
But then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate
We bang them f*ckin' brains (we bang them brains)
But then, we switch subject
And f*ck with them clones that suck the thug dick
Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style
Muthaf*cka, we ain't never been in your town
It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals
So here we go, got a gun - should I buck 'em on down?
Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on?
Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh?
I'm so full anguish
Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it
But they can't get the hang of it
Yeah
[Chorus]
[Flesh]
Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold
I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time
That they shot a nigga straight to the temple
Done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin'
Get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again
Here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday
So say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain
I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood
It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle
Roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks sellin' for life
If you pull a shyste off to the fiends
Then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up
Yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah
We better shank 'em, thank 'em, f*ck it, I thank 'em, and hope for respect
'Cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst of the dark
And I sped off with the quickness, strikin'
Send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a thug
And they thought that I bruise easily
Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em)
Most of what goes around, comes around
Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us
To the chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a gun
They change in a whole new muthaf*ckin' attitude
[Chorus]
[Layzie]
Nigga, let me in
Double glock and never about to change, man
To the temple I aim and claim to gain control
Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll
Put some pressure on these hoes that, yo
They pose as foes, gotta let 'em know
Got a nation of my niggas out to back me
Got another nation--killas out to try to jack me
Exactly, what the f*ck you thought you was gon' pull?
Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose
Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction
They down with the puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action
Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse
If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps
And a I'm a give a little game in this world that we livin' in it
Sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me
You get it how you take it, but the only way you'll make it
Givin' peace to the G-O-D, your Lord
And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit
Because the hater's gonna hate, and then the real - it's gon' feel
But I bet that after all of y'all fall
that the faker's gonna perish in the fire
Dip, and you know when I'm rollin'
I'm equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam
And I gladly put it on ya from the land of California
Leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean
Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with K.B
We gonna take a little journey around the world and see what we see
Any y'all niggas comin' with me? So, come on
[Wish]
Let me up in here and kill 'em
Feel 'em niggas wanna bite the Bone, bite the Bone
Didn't a muthaf*cka say I'm wrong?
Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow
We shoot 'em up, buck
Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation
Anybody hatin'? Erase 'em
And biters, everytime I see you on T.V.
it makes me feel good
'Cause I know when we run up on you
you'll see we, we gotta get paid good
Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty
Bone in harmony, we hungry
Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money
Don't gather the fly shit, f*ckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz
Should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all,
should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters?
Everything we write, I swear, it's all original
Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original (all original)
[Krayzie (Flesh)]
Better not be so quick test us
(May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay)
'Cause we'll come to kill ya, now
We'll kill ya, now
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Blaze It (Interlude)
So high (x8)
I'm so high
So high (x7)
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (x2)
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin (x4)
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright (x2)
I been f*cked up since the last sweet song
P.O.D.'d the whole night long (x2)
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (x4)
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin (x4)
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright
I'm so high
So high (x7)
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (x2)
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin (x4)
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright (x2)
I been f*cked up since the last sweet song
P.O.D.'d the whole night long (x2)
If refer really makes you happy
Nigga Blaze it
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (x4)
Straight smokin, tokin
Rollin blunts
And ya lovin (x4)
We alright
We alright
Hell yeah
We feelin alright
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, LARRY BLACKMON, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Let The Law End
[Krayzie]
F*ck 'em, let the law end
'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in
Nine millimeters, three-eighty's
You're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause I go with plenty artillery
Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and uzis
Let us begin with bullets
Can't none of ya break off a niggas from prison
And let 'em come with us - retaliation
We come and blast 'em with leather masks on
Let loose
[Wish]
You need beware when your rollin' down the Clair
These niggas is killas, try to feel us
Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland
We steadily creepin' on ya
And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep
Ho-check, you don't wanna f*ck with Bone
Let loose
[Layzie]
Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthaf*cka pull it
Then he better shoot
Nigga never no 9-1-1 to your rescue
Never repsect you, blowin' your chest through
Labelled as a menace, but I'm feelin' it again
And I'm in it to the finish, better check my manuscript
Killa, for realer, drugdealer, little nigga, cap peeler
Bailin' through the Land equipped
When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, shot it
Jump off in my hottie
Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' through your party
Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah
[Bizzy]
When I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge
War anytime I roll
Come with the war, then you're gonna get yours
Expect the four nigga ring yo doors
And don't you diminish
Til I finish you with it or you would missed it
On the hit list, couldn't resist it
Nigga, you risk it, here to stick with it
To the po-po, you know;
Who don't roll in a sixty-fo' Impala go
Lurk, better searchin' all the doors
Runnin' through crouds 'til I get to Mexico
Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with talent
Little Rip gets so sadistic it's story of (story of story of)
[Krayzie]
Killin' for my niggas steady got up in the pen
Depend on me, let 'em leave
Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game
But I love the way the thugstas stay
And when our niggas really get to poppin' at the cops
You'll be lookin' at a hell of a war
Muthaf*cka done rocked the boat
And we nigga fin to even the score
Nigga drank to much, took to much
No surrender, no you're never gonna catch me
Never gonna catch me, catch me
I'll keep runnin', I'll keep runnin' for my life
And duckin' bullets while you're tryin' to ruin me
'Quicker the copper
The quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya
We shot ya
We shot ya
Hey, my niggas boxed ya
[Flesh]
My nigga, we all in together in position for the maulin'
Pac got his got headlight ahead of me
Keep me raw, and f*ck it, let the law end
Open the coffin, top locked, let the body fall in
Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' loose for my crew
Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a bite of the forbidden fruit
And never seen us shoot
If I could be the 187 on you
Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it's on
For the next that get wrong
Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect
Then sleep with the rest
Don't even expect, 'cause you ain't goin' home
Who's next? Bring it on, whoever wanna flex
Think it no thang for me get with you
All up in your shit, quick when I split up your wig
Your brain gon' hang
[Krayzie]
F*ck 'em, let the law end
'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in
[Repeat to end]
F*ck 'em, let the law end
'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in
Nine millimeters, three-eighty's
You're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause I go with plenty artillery
Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and uzis
Let us begin with bullets
Can't none of ya break off a niggas from prison
And let 'em come with us - retaliation
We come and blast 'em with leather masks on
Let loose
[Wish]
You need beware when your rollin' down the Clair
These niggas is killas, try to feel us
Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland
We steadily creepin' on ya
And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep
Ho-check, you don't wanna f*ck with Bone
Let loose
[Layzie]
Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthaf*cka pull it
Then he better shoot
Nigga never no 9-1-1 to your rescue
Never repsect you, blowin' your chest through
Labelled as a menace, but I'm feelin' it again
And I'm in it to the finish, better check my manuscript
Killa, for realer, drugdealer, little nigga, cap peeler
Bailin' through the Land equipped
When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, shot it
Jump off in my hottie
Nigga lodi dodi, rollin' through your party
Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah
[Bizzy]
When I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge
War anytime I roll
Come with the war, then you're gonna get yours
Expect the four nigga ring yo doors
And don't you diminish
Til I finish you with it or you would missed it
On the hit list, couldn't resist it
Nigga, you risk it, here to stick with it
To the po-po, you know;
Who don't roll in a sixty-fo' Impala go
Lurk, better searchin' all the doors
Runnin' through crouds 'til I get to Mexico
Go, nigga, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with talent
Little Rip gets so sadistic it's story of (story of story of)
[Krayzie]
Killin' for my niggas steady got up in the pen
Depend on me, let 'em leave
Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game
But I love the way the thugstas stay
And when our niggas really get to poppin' at the cops
You'll be lookin' at a hell of a war
Muthaf*cka done rocked the boat
And we nigga fin to even the score
Nigga drank to much, took to much
No surrender, no you're never gonna catch me
Never gonna catch me, catch me
I'll keep runnin', I'll keep runnin' for my life
And duckin' bullets while you're tryin' to ruin me
'Quicker the copper
The quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya
We shot ya
We shot ya
Hey, my niggas boxed ya
[Flesh]
My nigga, we all in together in position for the maulin'
Pac got his got headlight ahead of me
Keep me raw, and f*ck it, let the law end
Open the coffin, top locked, let the body fall in
Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' loose for my crew
Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a bite of the forbidden fruit
And never seen us shoot
If I could be the 187 on you
Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it's on
For the next that get wrong
Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect
Then sleep with the rest
Don't even expect, 'cause you ain't goin' home
Who's next? Bring it on, whoever wanna flex
Think it no thang for me get with you
All up in your shit, quick when I split up your wig
Your brain gon' hang
[Krayzie]
F*ck 'em, let the law end
'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in
[Repeat to end]
Writer: FLESH-N-BONE, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, ANTHONY HENDERSON, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM PKA "DJ UNEEK" MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Whom Die They Lie
[Bizzy talking]
It's East 1999 time
[Bizzy]
I promise that I'll hunt you bastards
Zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry
Is you ready for me magic?
Let 'em blast, and nigga, better burn
Then move, true to the murder mo, gladly
'Cause the haters never had to have me
Want to follow fools through alleys
'Cause ready to lose and daddy
who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie
Probably St. Clair babies, so hate me
But I handle my business
So lately I can handle my shady
Kill 'em, but we think I'm a bomb again
No leavin' as they put me in prison and give me time
I'm ready for the gun to go get'em
And I'm a fill 'em with eleven of mine and one die
Is he ready to lie if I decide
Lookin' at my killin's in his eyes and boom to go bye
I'm gonna fly (fly)
Whom die they lie
[Flesh]
Whom die they lie
[Krayzie]
No mo' mercy...
[Flesh]
Whom die they lie [Shot]
Now, who wanna go snitch?
Talk shit about real trues, still be payin' dues
Saw them sneakin'
And a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, they hatin'
Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth about shit and they lose
Lookin' so deep eyes, and tell it when they lyin'
Stop tryin', but they never convince none
Got hundreds runnin' up with gauges
Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck
Sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off late at night
So, what if it got too late for me to get 'em?
Then gotta switch to testin' G's
In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady
we're too quick to pull petty bullshit
Y'all thought that you could f*ck with the Cleveland thugstas
#1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would
Bitch, pop, pop and pump and have to show you through
When Mo' thugs comin' in, it's a headline
Time to get on top of moff top
When they got on stages all over this nation
World, and I plan on
Now look at you bustas get mad
Beat the f*ckas on their own line
Don't make 'em tell it to ya twice
When you crack a grip, keep it real
But you should die, pay the price top
Whom die they lie
[Layzie]
Whom die they lie
[Krayzie]
No mo' mercy . . .
[Layzie]
Whom die they lie [Shot]
Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta
Little sneaky muthaf*cka on a mission
Grind, be plottin' for it quickly
Who fried? Do or die, nigga
You and I for the creep on the come up
And pay these niggas a visit
So is it, was it, wicked ways
Got me strugglin' for days
Hey, a nigga's gotta eat, so yo
I gotta get paid and blaze
So swift not to catch a case
Crept up in his place
While the nigga was gone for his safe
And his stones, and it's on
'Cause the Bones havin' a say
I won't forget this evenin'
Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone
Thievin', 'cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling
Pin me, niggas run away
They said they lookin' for me
But I'm a find a nigga killin' before this nigga find me
Y'all niggas know a murder-bound city
See me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down
Breakin' it down in the C-Town
Spot 'em on the avenue, follow him passin' through
Get 'em at the next red light, green light
Got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead
Whom die they lie
[Krayzie]
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
Whom die they lie [Shot]
[Krayzie]
I'm that nigga with the shot and, red-hand
Answerin' niggas, poppin' enemy
Drop 'em
Me gotta get 'em
Kill 'em before they get the coppers on us
And you know the bitches want us
But as soon as they close, it's the pap pap, pardon me
Take a look, and what you see;
Krayzie still runnin' from the police
'Cause I got a f*ckin' bag of weed
I'll be leavin' sale now on the scene
I can do it, I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty
He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head
Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye
Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea
Meet your f*ckin' fate and in grave lay
St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin'
Oh but they can't take it, if you wanna make it
Break 'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid
Or your f*ckin' with some niggas in some desperate days
Crime, yes, it pays, if it's cool with it, cool with it
Never act a fool with it, broad, 'cause your losin' me
Tell a muthaf*ckin' nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga
"I know who did it"
Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all
Testin' nuts, and, nigga, we'll cut your balls
It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off
Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie
[Krayzie]
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
Whom die they lie [Shot]
It's East 1999 time
[Bizzy]
I promise that I'll hunt you bastards
Zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry
Is you ready for me magic?
Let 'em blast, and nigga, better burn
Then move, true to the murder mo, gladly
'Cause the haters never had to have me
Want to follow fools through alleys
'Cause ready to lose and daddy
who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie
Probably St. Clair babies, so hate me
But I handle my business
So lately I can handle my shady
Kill 'em, but we think I'm a bomb again
No leavin' as they put me in prison and give me time
I'm ready for the gun to go get'em
And I'm a fill 'em with eleven of mine and one die
Is he ready to lie if I decide
Lookin' at my killin's in his eyes and boom to go bye
I'm gonna fly (fly)
Whom die they lie
[Flesh]
Whom die they lie
[Krayzie]
No mo' mercy...
[Flesh]
Whom die they lie [Shot]
Now, who wanna go snitch?
Talk shit about real trues, still be payin' dues
Saw them sneakin'
And a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, they hatin'
Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth about shit and they lose
Lookin' so deep eyes, and tell it when they lyin'
Stop tryin', but they never convince none
Got hundreds runnin' up with gauges
Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck
Sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off late at night
So, what if it got too late for me to get 'em?
Then gotta switch to testin' G's
In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady
we're too quick to pull petty bullshit
Y'all thought that you could f*ck with the Cleveland thugstas
#1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would
Bitch, pop, pop and pump and have to show you through
When Mo' thugs comin' in, it's a headline
Time to get on top of moff top
When they got on stages all over this nation
World, and I plan on
Now look at you bustas get mad
Beat the f*ckas on their own line
Don't make 'em tell it to ya twice
When you crack a grip, keep it real
But you should die, pay the price top
Whom die they lie
[Layzie]
Whom die they lie
[Krayzie]
No mo' mercy . . .
[Layzie]
Whom die they lie [Shot]
Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta
Little sneaky muthaf*cka on a mission
Grind, be plottin' for it quickly
Who fried? Do or die, nigga
You and I for the creep on the come up
And pay these niggas a visit
So is it, was it, wicked ways
Got me strugglin' for days
Hey, a nigga's gotta eat, so yo
I gotta get paid and blaze
So swift not to catch a case
Crept up in his place
While the nigga was gone for his safe
And his stones, and it's on
'Cause the Bones havin' a say
I won't forget this evenin'
Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone
Thievin', 'cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling
Pin me, niggas run away
They said they lookin' for me
But I'm a find a nigga killin' before this nigga find me
Y'all niggas know a murder-bound city
See me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down
Breakin' it down in the C-Town
Spot 'em on the avenue, follow him passin' through
Get 'em at the next red light, green light
Got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead
Whom die they lie
[Krayzie]
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
Whom die they lie [Shot]
[Krayzie]
I'm that nigga with the shot and, red-hand
Answerin' niggas, poppin' enemy
Drop 'em
Me gotta get 'em
Kill 'em before they get the coppers on us
And you know the bitches want us
But as soon as they close, it's the pap pap, pardon me
Take a look, and what you see;
Krayzie still runnin' from the police
'Cause I got a f*ckin' bag of weed
I'll be leavin' sale now on the scene
I can do it, I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty
He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head
Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye
Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea
Meet your f*ckin' fate and in grave lay
St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin'
Oh but they can't take it, if you wanna make it
Break 'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid
Or your f*ckin' with some niggas in some desperate days
Crime, yes, it pays, if it's cool with it, cool with it
Never act a fool with it, broad, 'cause your losin' me
Tell a muthaf*ckin' nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga
"I know who did it"
Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all
Testin' nuts, and, nigga, we'll cut your balls
It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off
Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie
[Krayzie]
Whom die they lie
No mo' mercy...
Whom die they lie [Shot]
Writer: TIM MIDDLETON, ANTHONY HENDERSON, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
How Many of Us Have Them (Friends)
Man, muthaf*cka, give muthaf*cka another rope to hang theyselves,
Brotha. That's all.
Krayzie:
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's
Talk about friends.
Mo Thug in him, and even all of the people that'll support me, when
I'm in a bind and all the way to depend on, I don't need to
Know, then I (fret), deep (in the sin/and I sin) when the ship's away.
So win again, and again, that'll help me (?). Can I get a
Witness who thought of me within. I don't trust no hoe not even one I
Had before. Hoes you won't roll . It was probably me so
We go. We know what went wrong, and I know your mom is laughing, and
It's your aunt's baby's daddy in Cinncinatti.
Wonder why bitch happy.. (Look at you.) And I'm out there rapping,
Ready for the war, and end of the nights, but blessed, I'll
Be blasting enemies testin'. Watch out for my friends.
Bet I got my friends, bet I got my dog, bet I got my Bone, yeah. We
Straight up killas, we're realer. We just want the money,
Y'all hate us. We don't deserve 'em. Murder one, if a nigga go
Murdered them all, they fall. Nigga want to see the Bone fall,
Y'all, but naw, we too raw. I remember, back little ways when we was
So hungry, when we were so hungry, but now thank the
Lord, my thugs, we got money. We got money, hey. We got money to
Parlay, we got money to parlay. Watch out, if I miss
Ya, hit ya, bet one of these thug niggas get with ya, split ya. How ya
Feel about murda, man? It's still the same, f*ck with us, we
Bang them brains. It's like suicide, nigga do or die, when ya f*ckin'
With mine. We gon' ride. In the end, somebody gon' die
Tonight. Don't be f*ckin' with my friends.
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's
Talk about friends
I can tell when the devil, I'm doin' his work and, lurkin',
Approachin' me like I'm a servant, but in order to prevent events and
Your torment, repent 'cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that's my
Friend 'til the end. When we rollin' in my Benz, never
Know what's next to occur. Young entrepreneur, who can see through the
Bloody blood. We ready for divide and conquer
Playa hation, infiltration, any situation y'all muthaf*ckas bring.
Come prepared for eternal warfare, and I really don't care,
'cause I'm sayin' my prayers to the Man upstairs keepin' my niggas out
Here so strong, endurin' this pain and strain to survive.
Lookin' out for each other everyday, and our peoples' comin' up
Readin' the Bible. Willin' to die if the wicked is near me, if y'all
Ever try to come with some crooked shit, nigga. What it is, it's the
Book of thugs. Come a little bit closer, nigga, take a look at
This, picture this vision of a mission accomplished. Bone thugs all
The way 'til the end, and again, and again, and again, and
Again, don't try to come between my, my
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's
Talk about friends.
Mama told me watch your friends--they can be enemies within quick to
Pretend like they fit in. Get in, they bring it all to an
End. I know ya cannot choose survival, (pinch ya). Nigga tried to
Infiltrate the click. We're gonna get ya. No evil gets in me
Apart from my people. Militant, that's how we choose to roll, and we
Road warriors up out the war, the war, the war. When
You call my name I will be there. I'll be there. Never have to worry
About nobody else, and even though I know ain't no mo'
Time, it's almost time. Let's ready for Armageddon, it's gonna get us,
Are you ready? What about your friends? Friends 'til the
Very end through the freezing, wicked winds, wicked winds. What about
Your friends?
I've been ready for the pain, I'm here to bring all the noise. Don't
Think you can avoid the wrath, then get 'em in a (math), after
The fact that that's God destroyer, and you thought that the coast was
Clear, but you couldn't see or hear Flesh slowly creepin' in
Silence. Know it ain't over, took you over, (decrepitate) in your
Grave 'til then only Mo Thug. The violence trippin' in and out
The insane asylum. Livin' life and goin' to Hell. Police, they trail
And want to lock me up in a cell, 'cause I stay high, smoke,
Inhale. And I play ready with an AK-47, no thang, I'm a set it off,
Aim and spray. Anticipation'll get you slayed, but what if he
Hesitate? Make my day. They lay, any day, any fool, if he choose to go
Pick up a tool, and do me in. Well, then, come get
This shit done and over with, partner. Must've been one of my friends.
Better watch you back for the people you think are
Your homies up in my face, I compete with ya, phony. I said only Mo'
Thug allowed, and only real soldiers can roll, G.
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's
Talk about friends.
Brotha. That's all.
Krayzie:
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's
Talk about friends.
Mo Thug in him, and even all of the people that'll support me, when
I'm in a bind and all the way to depend on, I don't need to
Know, then I (fret), deep (in the sin/and I sin) when the ship's away.
So win again, and again, that'll help me (?). Can I get a
Witness who thought of me within. I don't trust no hoe not even one I
Had before. Hoes you won't roll . It was probably me so
We go. We know what went wrong, and I know your mom is laughing, and
It's your aunt's baby's daddy in Cinncinatti.
Wonder why bitch happy.. (Look at you.) And I'm out there rapping,
Ready for the war, and end of the nights, but blessed, I'll
Be blasting enemies testin'. Watch out for my friends.
Bet I got my friends, bet I got my dog, bet I got my Bone, yeah. We
Straight up killas, we're realer. We just want the money,
Y'all hate us. We don't deserve 'em. Murder one, if a nigga go
Murdered them all, they fall. Nigga want to see the Bone fall,
Y'all, but naw, we too raw. I remember, back little ways when we was
So hungry, when we were so hungry, but now thank the
Lord, my thugs, we got money. We got money, hey. We got money to
Parlay, we got money to parlay. Watch out, if I miss
Ya, hit ya, bet one of these thug niggas get with ya, split ya. How ya
Feel about murda, man? It's still the same, f*ck with us, we
Bang them brains. It's like suicide, nigga do or die, when ya f*ckin'
With mine. We gon' ride. In the end, somebody gon' die
Tonight. Don't be f*ckin' with my friends.
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's
Talk about friends
I can tell when the devil, I'm doin' his work and, lurkin',
Approachin' me like I'm a servant, but in order to prevent events and
Your torment, repent 'cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that's my
Friend 'til the end. When we rollin' in my Benz, never
Know what's next to occur. Young entrepreneur, who can see through the
Bloody blood. We ready for divide and conquer
Playa hation, infiltration, any situation y'all muthaf*ckas bring.
Come prepared for eternal warfare, and I really don't care,
'cause I'm sayin' my prayers to the Man upstairs keepin' my niggas out
Here so strong, endurin' this pain and strain to survive.
Lookin' out for each other everyday, and our peoples' comin' up
Readin' the Bible. Willin' to die if the wicked is near me, if y'all
Ever try to come with some crooked shit, nigga. What it is, it's the
Book of thugs. Come a little bit closer, nigga, take a look at
This, picture this vision of a mission accomplished. Bone thugs all
The way 'til the end, and again, and again, and again, and
Again, don't try to come between my, my
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's
Talk about friends.
Mama told me watch your friends--they can be enemies within quick to
Pretend like they fit in. Get in, they bring it all to an
End. I know ya cannot choose survival, (pinch ya). Nigga tried to
Infiltrate the click. We're gonna get ya. No evil gets in me
Apart from my people. Militant, that's how we choose to roll, and we
Road warriors up out the war, the war, the war. When
You call my name I will be there. I'll be there. Never have to worry
About nobody else, and even though I know ain't no mo'
Time, it's almost time. Let's ready for Armageddon, it's gonna get us,
Are you ready? What about your friends? Friends 'til the
Very end through the freezing, wicked winds, wicked winds. What about
Your friends?
I've been ready for the pain, I'm here to bring all the noise. Don't
Think you can avoid the wrath, then get 'em in a (math), after
The fact that that's God destroyer, and you thought that the coast was
Clear, but you couldn't see or hear Flesh slowly creepin' in
Silence. Know it ain't over, took you over, (decrepitate) in your
Grave 'til then only Mo Thug. The violence trippin' in and out
The insane asylum. Livin' life and goin' to Hell. Police, they trail
And want to lock me up in a cell, 'cause I stay high, smoke,
Inhale. And I play ready with an AK-47, no thang, I'm a set it off,
Aim and spray. Anticipation'll get you slayed, but what if he
Hesitate? Make my day. They lay, any day, any fool, if he choose to go
Pick up a tool, and do me in. Well, then, come get
This shit done and over with, partner. Must've been one of my friends.
Better watch you back for the people you think are
Your homies up in my face, I compete with ya, phony. I said only Mo'
Thug allowed, and only real soldiers can roll, G.
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's
Talk about friends.
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, JALIL HUTCHINS, LAWRENCE SMITH, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Evil Paradise
Life, life, life, life
(What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do, what ya gonna do?)
Or death, death, death, death Life, life, life, life
(When murda, murda comez foe you, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you?) Or death, death, death, death?
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime [x2]
[Krayzie]
And this will belong in time, can ya feel tha painz of our life
been in wined, and ya thought of dyin', my my my
Have ya thought of dyin'? Let's not visualize
If you feel me! Then ya betta wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
If you feel me! Then ya betta get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Can you visualize your own pain, could ya imagine
breathin' yo' last breath, I bet ya, ya can't you don't wanna stay
Dear Lord, cannot stand, goin' to hell. It's comin', yes it's comin
No look what we've done, what have we done?
Amongst our sin, why here, we follow people for starez, don't stare
No mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Evil is lurkin', lurkin', lurkin
We can run but can't escape tha beast, no
Tickin' by that snake in tha grass, that snake in tha grass
by that snake in tha grass. Better sticked, and missed his ass
[Layzie]
Fast blast, I leave my cash
Cause my dayz of livin' broke is all in tha past
So I gotta keep my mind up on my money, it's survival of tha fittest
could I. One of tha realest are ya dayz of drug dealin
Like in '89, now it's almost 1999, new Millennium
F*ck the luck, cause they be gettin em
Sendin' demonz str8 to hell, let them burn in Hades
Worried enough, we called in jail, Lord bless our babies
Lord pleaze bless our babies
[Wish:] Who it be, givin you that new shit ya love?
Who it be, givin' you that new shit ya never heard of
Clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody, clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody
St. Clair we speak, we speak, wishing wishing...
we're takin' over, over
Betta run with this shit, with this shit
Or get road over, road over
So we, puttin' it down for me
Anybody wants to get, my mama trust the army, we deadly
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime [x2]
Life, life, life, life (What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do)
(what ya gonna do?) Or death, death, death, death?
Life, life, life, life (When murda, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you, murda come foe you?)
Or death, death, death, death? (Leave me alone)
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. (Leave me alone)
Feel tha thunder in tha sky We party overtime
No more Evil Paradise We party overtime [x2]
(What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do, what ya gonna do?)
Or death, death, death, death Life, life, life, life
(When murda, murda comez foe you, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you?) Or death, death, death, death?
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime [x2]
[Krayzie]
And this will belong in time, can ya feel tha painz of our life
been in wined, and ya thought of dyin', my my my
Have ya thought of dyin'? Let's not visualize
If you feel me! Then ya betta wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
If you feel me! Then ya betta get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Can you visualize your own pain, could ya imagine
breathin' yo' last breath, I bet ya, ya can't you don't wanna stay
Dear Lord, cannot stand, goin' to hell. It's comin', yes it's comin
No look what we've done, what have we done?
Amongst our sin, why here, we follow people for starez, don't stare
No mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Evil is lurkin', lurkin', lurkin
We can run but can't escape tha beast, no
Tickin' by that snake in tha grass, that snake in tha grass
by that snake in tha grass. Better sticked, and missed his ass
[Layzie]
Fast blast, I leave my cash
Cause my dayz of livin' broke is all in tha past
So I gotta keep my mind up on my money, it's survival of tha fittest
could I. One of tha realest are ya dayz of drug dealin
Like in '89, now it's almost 1999, new Millennium
F*ck the luck, cause they be gettin em
Sendin' demonz str8 to hell, let them burn in Hades
Worried enough, we called in jail, Lord bless our babies
Lord pleaze bless our babies
[Wish:] Who it be, givin you that new shit ya love?
Who it be, givin' you that new shit ya never heard of
Clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody, clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody
St. Clair we speak, we speak, wishing wishing...
we're takin' over, over
Betta run with this shit, with this shit
Or get road over, road over
So we, puttin' it down for me
Anybody wants to get, my mama trust the army, we deadly
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime [x2]
Life, life, life, life (What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do)
(what ya gonna do?) Or death, death, death, death?
Life, life, life, life (When murda, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you, murda come foe you?)
Or death, death, death, death? (Leave me alone)
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. (Leave me alone)
Feel tha thunder in tha sky We party overtime
No more Evil Paradise We party overtime [x2]
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, JOHN GULDBERG, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON, TIM PETER STAHL
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Mo Thug - Family Tree
(feat. Mo Thugs Family)
[Krayzie]
Yeah! Come on, come on, come on
This is my family
This is my family, my family [x2]
Mo Thug music (Sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) [x2]
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, (sing along, sing along)
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
(sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug
[TrÃc]
My family, oh, it means so much to me
Everywhere we go, playa haters gonna hate and that's for sure
My family tree recruited on this thugsta groove
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
[Tony Tone]
I love my family
And this Mo Thug family, you mean the world to me
Heaven's where we gonna be
Together...
[Boogy Nikke]
...Together we stand
Together we fall, ya'll
I never turn my back on y'all
I got my halo cocked, goin' out with y'all, ya'll
[Layzie]
Come look at this world that's ever so cruel
But the good Lord blessed us
Gave me true family I can depend on
500 Benz with the Synchro rims on
Now I can get off when the wind blow
But I'd like to thank you, Jesus Christ
For givin' for givin' up Your life for us
Now, I can think twice, 'fore roll the dice
Advice from a thug, tell mommy I love her everyday, think of her
Take a look at your thugs to the front of the line
Hear the thunder grind off in my mind
We done partied overtime
Destruction, terror, oh what an era!
Let's get it together 'fore it's over
Be a soldier like my Mo Thug family
[Cat Cody]
They never ever turned their backs on me (backs on me!)
When I was down (I was down!)
My Mo Thugs (Ohhhhh!) was always around
And if there comes a time to pick or choose (pick or choose)
My Mo Thugs won't never lose (Don't ya know your gonna lose!)
We are the thugs
Yeah, we be those children (Gotta be that child)
We gotta keep on thuggin', that's how we make our livin'
(Gotta make my money, man, it's still the same, yeah)
[Jhaz]
You know who I be, once again, comin' at you
It's Jhaz, megablast, top-class, black Jag, cream rag
Playa, better check your hand, look out for the New Breed
[Cabrina]
...Females comin' for you, Mo Thug family roots runs too deep
'Brina trippin' on these haters surroundin' us trues on a daily basis
Smiling faces, jealous of this Mo Thug flippin' on the risin' status
[Ken Dawg (TrÃc)]
Yeah, yeah! My family, (It's my family, Mo Thug)
yeah my family, Mo Thug
Tell me who the coldest (the coldest) playa you know?
I know for sure, sure
Rollin' with Mo, rollin' with Mo (rollin'), you'll fall, gotta go
'Cause we survivin' these remainin' years
When the smoke clears, no fear
(No, no fear) No tears, no tears
[TrÃc]
When there's a problem I can't solve (I can't solve)
My family gets involved
We've been here through thick and thin
On my thugs I can depend
[Souljah Boy]
Been down from the getty-go, since any of yo'
Can you feel me though?
Mo Thug takin' over from the north to west
Wanna test?
Better come prepared with your Smith-n-Wess'
Now learn the lesson, stop stressin', be true to the game!
Mo Thug runnin' everythang, everythang, everythang
[TrÃc]
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers now!)
We want to thank you (we want to thank you!)
For the time you took (time that you took, heeeeey!)
To listen to our funky groove
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers)
We want to thank you (yeah)
For the time you took to listen to our funky groove (soldiers now)
[Sin]
I guess if it was not for them blessings
Weak evil thought would control my whole existence
We preach and speak true belief from within
This family tree would fall, crumble like Sodom, Gomorrah
[Tombstone]
Can't duck, can't run from the cut
Back up!
The wasteland field, peel for mine
The deal, how the clique be real with it
My family tree standin' strong
[Gates]
Natural born in the world of madness, no gladness
Leave a nigga insane
Gotta change my way 'fore the darkest day
Clickin' tight 'til the end with the gang
[Krayzie]
Come on, come on and swing this way (swing this way)
It got to be harmony
Evil be done wicked erased, erased
Humbly united gatherin' souls understood
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, love 'em like one of my own
Hold on, I bet you we'll never go wrong if
We stay strong against the evil that be tryin' to split ya
He, who gets conflict, must just be weak
It's gettin' clearer and clearer, clearer
Enemies want to break my family down, pinnin' it
If we ever needed the Lord, we need Him now
Amen, Amen! Bless the Mo Thug children
And could you watch over mine for me?
Get up, get pumped, do what ya want just don't insult my game
Nigga, this is a family thang
'Til I take one to the brain, I'll remain the same, same
You look out for me, I'll look out for you
This is what you do to unite your trues
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug [x2]
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug
[Krayzie]
Yeah! Come on, come on, come on
This is my family
This is my family, my family [x2]
Mo Thug music (Sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) [x2]
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, (sing along, sing along)
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
(sing-sing-sing, sing along, sing along) Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug
[TrÃc]
My family, oh, it means so much to me
Everywhere we go, playa haters gonna hate and that's for sure
My family tree recruited on this thugsta groove
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
[Tony Tone]
I love my family
And this Mo Thug family, you mean the world to me
Heaven's where we gonna be
Together...
[Boogy Nikke]
...Together we stand
Together we fall, ya'll
I never turn my back on y'all
I got my halo cocked, goin' out with y'all, ya'll
[Layzie]
Come look at this world that's ever so cruel
But the good Lord blessed us
Gave me true family I can depend on
500 Benz with the Synchro rims on
Now I can get off when the wind blow
But I'd like to thank you, Jesus Christ
For givin' for givin' up Your life for us
Now, I can think twice, 'fore roll the dice
Advice from a thug, tell mommy I love her everyday, think of her
Take a look at your thugs to the front of the line
Hear the thunder grind off in my mind
We done partied overtime
Destruction, terror, oh what an era!
Let's get it together 'fore it's over
Be a soldier like my Mo Thug family
[Cat Cody]
They never ever turned their backs on me (backs on me!)
When I was down (I was down!)
My Mo Thugs (Ohhhhh!) was always around
And if there comes a time to pick or choose (pick or choose)
My Mo Thugs won't never lose (Don't ya know your gonna lose!)
We are the thugs
Yeah, we be those children (Gotta be that child)
We gotta keep on thuggin', that's how we make our livin'
(Gotta make my money, man, it's still the same, yeah)
[Jhaz]
You know who I be, once again, comin' at you
It's Jhaz, megablast, top-class, black Jag, cream rag
Playa, better check your hand, look out for the New Breed
[Cabrina]
...Females comin' for you, Mo Thug family roots runs too deep
'Brina trippin' on these haters surroundin' us trues on a daily basis
Smiling faces, jealous of this Mo Thug flippin' on the risin' status
[Ken Dawg (TrÃc)]
Yeah, yeah! My family, (It's my family, Mo Thug)
yeah my family, Mo Thug
Tell me who the coldest (the coldest) playa you know?
I know for sure, sure
Rollin' with Mo, rollin' with Mo (rollin'), you'll fall, gotta go
'Cause we survivin' these remainin' years
When the smoke clears, no fear
(No, no fear) No tears, no tears
[TrÃc]
When there's a problem I can't solve (I can't solve)
My family gets involved
We've been here through thick and thin
On my thugs I can depend
[Souljah Boy]
Been down from the getty-go, since any of yo'
Can you feel me though?
Mo Thug takin' over from the north to west
Wanna test?
Better come prepared with your Smith-n-Wess'
Now learn the lesson, stop stressin', be true to the game!
Mo Thug runnin' everythang, everythang, everythang
[TrÃc]
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers now!)
We want to thank you (we want to thank you!)
For the time you took (time that you took, heeeeey!)
To listen to our funky groove
We are soldiers now (we are soldiers)
We want to thank you (yeah)
For the time you took to listen to our funky groove (soldiers now)
[Sin]
I guess if it was not for them blessings
Weak evil thought would control my whole existence
We preach and speak true belief from within
This family tree would fall, crumble like Sodom, Gomorrah
[Tombstone]
Can't duck, can't run from the cut
Back up!
The wasteland field, peel for mine
The deal, how the clique be real with it
My family tree standin' strong
[Gates]
Natural born in the world of madness, no gladness
Leave a nigga insane
Gotta change my way 'fore the darkest day
Clickin' tight 'til the end with the gang
[Krayzie]
Come on, come on and swing this way (swing this way)
It got to be harmony
Evil be done wicked erased, erased
Humbly united gatherin' souls understood
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, love 'em like one of my own
Hold on, I bet you we'll never go wrong if
We stay strong against the evil that be tryin' to split ya
He, who gets conflict, must just be weak
It's gettin' clearer and clearer, clearer
Enemies want to break my family down, pinnin' it
If we ever needed the Lord, we need Him now
Amen, Amen! Bless the Mo Thug children
And could you watch over mine for me?
Get up, get pumped, do what ya want just don't insult my game
Nigga, this is a family thang
'Til I take one to the brain, I'll remain the same, same
You look out for me, I'll look out for you
This is what you do to unite your trues
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug,
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug [x2]
It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug
Writer: ANTHONY HENDERSON, BRYON MCCANE, CHARLES SCRUGGS, STANLEY HOWSE, STEVEN HOWSE, TIM MIDDLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network
The Art of War is the third studio album by hip hop group Bone Thugs-n-Harmony which was released on July 29, 1997. The album sold 394,000 units in its first week of release. The album was certified quadruple Platinum by the RIAA in June 1998. It was the first double-album from Bone Thugs-n-Harmony. The album included the platinum-single "Look into My Eyes", and the gold-single "If I Could Teach the World". The whole album is produced by DJ U-Neek.
A sequel to the album, The Art of War World War 3, was released on December 10, 2013.
Performed By:
Bone Thugs-N-HarmonyA sequel to the album, The Art of War World War 3, was released on December 10, 2013.
Genre(s): Hip hop, hardcore, gangsta rap, R&B
Producer(s): Tomica Wright, DJ U-Neek
Length: 121:14
Released: July 29th, 1997
Year: 1997