Bone Thugs-n-Harmony Album

Bizzy Bone/Layzie Bone &Krayzie Bone:
Shit, who Bone Thugs?
Hell yeah Bone Thugs
Man them niggas broke up a long time ago
Nigga what the fuck you talking bout?
Mmm huu.
Shit Nigga
I'll tell you one thing
Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby
You right about that shit right there
You know, Is that right?
Heh heh
Nigga you gotta be kidding meaaa...
What?
Nigga give me a drink!
Here nigga, here some Hennessy
Man, them niggas can't be dying
Bone Thugs Negro
Donaaat know where you are?
It can't be over!
It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout?
Nigga gimme a drink.
And tha haters can't stand it.
They can't believe it. Bone Thugs Harmony
Ha ha ha, goddamn right nigga!
Ruthless Records.
What, What Rest in peace Little Eazy Godfather.
Ooh - eee
Better call the police!
Bone Thugs Harmony, 2000 muthafuckas!
Our Father who Art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name

Bizzy Bone:
Will they prostitute me? (2x)
Stay under surveillance
Get out tha county, this nigga ain't got all my fuckin' jewelry
Local niggas, got me fucked up Bone Thugs bitch
Runnin' and we thuggin' it up
Look at a creepin' on ah come up
Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so mysterious
How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up?
Come kill me hater, murder with the ak.
Play our, play our C Town, all the way through T Town.
Northcoast keep goin.
Ready for the Midwest invasion
Y'all niggas keep growin
But know that I know we was saken
Fuck shit some niggas can't take it, respect that.
But we poets and if you don't squash it, fuck some rap shit.
I be on some many mack your ass attack shit.
Ready to back that.
Now who rollin?
Bone

Krayzie Bone:
Krayzie up in this muthafucka
Nigga I'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka untill somebody dead!
And even though we know niggas bust back.
Big bullets givin' muthafuckas heart attacks.
Unload Tat - tat - tat - tat!
Krayzie Bone never did roll with no hoes,
Hell naw we lettin' muthafuckas know.
Everybody on the floor!
And this aint no goddamn joke!
Nigga, break yourself or get broke!
All I want is the money
My cash flow
And I'm leaving on the first thing smoking out to Cleveland
We gotta get even.
Even if it means I got to stop a muthafucka from breathin.
And I'm waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me.
Nigga that can explain the reason you fucked up, bleedin.
Never forgot about guns, never forgot how to load em
Never forgot how to shoot em.
Always a thug nigga what?
Fuck it, let's shoot up the club.
If any of you niggas get pumped
Thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped.
And we goin' shut this whole thang down
Going out with a big bang, pow!
And that's how the thugs do it
You know we get down and dirty
Nigga, you know the story, donaaat make me, boil me
Letaaas get ready for war
Last year we was humble, nigga, this year we heartless
So, any nigga that want static
Come meet us outside in the Yard, bitch!

Layzie Bone:
Itaaas a hell of a job, when you marry the mob
I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids
Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectinaaa my dividends til the law
Ends, flossin
Rollin in my Benz I go against the grain
See, we ainaaat go change
I take an eye for a eye
Either thug or you die, and I ainaaat goin cry.
Rock a bye bye, nigga, die - die
Got a grudge against the judge
Tryinaaa to lock up my thugs
Wanna see us fall short
Fuck it, Iaaama blow up the court and show aaaem no remorse.
Hit aaaem up with the C4, backdoor
Nigga, let Stack go
Iaaama attack with rap and show the crooked ass law no love
Better let dogs loose
Got him, hold him up
And on top of that, these niggas fuckin' with cuz
All the real niggas in the streets with heat
If you really got beef, then buck it, fuck it
Nigga get disgusted, commit that 187 in public
If you runninaaa for your life
In hot pursuit and you got to shoot to stay free, scream,
Murda on the government, take me
No surrender, no retreat
Might as well say,
Fuck this rappinaaa, whataaas happenin?
Layzie goin out blastin Iaaam smashin on any muthafucka who be thinkin they
Gon
Get they ass off without gettinaaa a little action.
I crept and I came, down for my thang, man.
Itaaas a different game.
Muthafuckas out callinaaa my name, but Iaaama keep it the same
Figured I changed, nigga, fuck the fame
It ainaaat no mystery about mine
Same little nigga from the double nine
Everytime, I keeps it real with shit you can feel, still to the glock glock

Wish Bone:
Aw yeah, Iaaama hit 'em with the murda mo.
See aaaem, better let it go
Bet they gonaaa run, run. Nine millimeter plus
I got a nigga beat or when it ainaaat enough
I got my shotgun
Now, how many niggas wanna roll with me?
Yaaaall say you real, then weaaall see
Will you ride for me?
Will you die for me?
If I pop somebody, straight up lie for me?
There he go, now slowly approach
Start buckin' but baby, no kills
Hit him low, we gotta get money so fuck it
Just show him whataaas real
Cause it's all about money, money, yeah
Donaaat get in my way
Fuckinaaa with my money
Cause that could surely get you killed
Better find somebody to play with aaacause I really ainaaat out to play bitch
Serious aaabout mine aaacause youaaare runninaaa out of time
And talkinaaa that shit'll get you touched, bitch
Now you know that we ainaaat into that rappin back and forth on no song
Shit, like we ainaaat got nothinaaa else to talk about but you on that hoe shit
There go Cleveland
Lets get it over with

Flesh n Bone:
Get the fuck outta my way
They say they move down and side to side
I beg to part your stupid ass clean out my path
Nigga, when the bullet blow!
One bullet for this silly muthfucka!
Your bloodbath, baby livinaaa in the day that made me sick in tha head
So crazy, interrogation
So many haters aggravate, so I convey and toss grenades
You niggas wanna be the T H U G?
Please, like me but canaaat see me
Bend and roll like a fuckin hog
Muthafuck, 5th Dawg is definitely too damned greedy, sleazy
So many hoes screamin, bitch, skeeze me
Tease my nuts, get up on the thug stroll darlin
Stack my dollars up to the ceiling
Nigga, with a mob and creepin through the neighborhood robbin damn
Itaaas a man on the roof with a gun, better run
Itaaas your chance
Runnin through servin a dum dum to you
I'm a unique Bone Thug man
Stop wonderin' why did he leave that bloody, dead body gone
The nigga thought he could fuck with mine
But youaaall never find no others more like my kind
You heard my niggas willinaaa to get down and dirty
I donaaat give a fuck!
See the villian trudgin, nigga, peelin slugs!
A muthafucka here to show you who the realest thugs and thataaas us
The original thugstas
Subliminal criminal way to kill an individual
Bone clone niggas that thinkin that they invincible
But not a real
I'm here to let you know, for sure, hoes!

Yeah niggas
Bone back in the house once again
Bringin ya'll niggas that real shit!
Lil Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, and that nigga Flesh!
Wanna say what's up to all them real ass niggas out there feelin this thug
Shit and
Fuck all y'all player hatin ass
Clonin ass, wannabe Eazy - E Bone Thug Mo Thug ass niggas!
We told ya'll niggas this shit was eternal
Eternal, eternal, eternal, eternal, eternal

(Chorus: David's Daughters)
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one?
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us

(Verse 1: Layzie Bone)
Mama said it's a cruel world
And I still can't believe some of them things that I've seen with my own eyes
Weak niggas frontin like the strong guys fuckin with them Bone guys
Nigga you die,you die'm that sneaky little nigga still off the hook
Off the chain and a muthafucking wire
You can label me a hitman that's out here for hire
Throwin up blood til the world expires
Nigga's lost and it turned out
Ain't got no direction and don't know which way to go
Nigga save your soul cause we all gotta struggle or strive
And that's called survival
It's vital nigga better know what to die for
Living in the battlefield it's all about respect and honor
Niggas be strapped with the gats and armor
Ready for whatever nigga fuck the drama bitch what?
We can make a mil take a mil tell me how that paper feel
Is he real is he real?
Would it make a nigga kill for the house on the hill?
Drive a brand new Benz and no bills?
Fuckin right it will that's why I stay heated
Cause I got to let'em know a nigga's needed
Nigga fuckin with me while I'm weeded
Comin with the beef then nigga you eat it,eat it,eat it!

(Chorus)
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
Are you waiting for the righteous one?
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us

(Verse 2: Bizzy Bone)
And you're feeling so thuggish outta Columbus
Seen my mama? Hey, remember me baby?
I bought a Mercedes, a crib for my babies
And lately got him running from Lady Death, still I'm shady
Okay they say he schizophrenic and crazy
Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen
And now my mama lets me down
She wouldnt pick up the phone
I'll make it all on my own
But that's a whole other song and y'all don't leave it alone!
I save then baby, c'mon!
Murderous, somebody noticed when I strike through the killing fields, dead!
T-Rock done got shot got a glock for the nigga ar-tillery shop
Drop when the nigga pop and the party dont stop till they call the cops!
Somebody get with the bacardi, got to get to the block
You know it's me and my niggas, all the guerillas, killas
Still I'm puttin Biblical bop
Stay in rhythm with my eye on the clock and tick-tock!

(Chorus)
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one

(Verse 3: Flesh -N- Bone)
We got Mack-11's AK-47's
Yellin mo murda with the beam got lots of felons
Bloody bodies smellin
Caught up in a 180 ah got grenades and cannons involved
When I'm barkin just fuck with the 5th Dawg
Nigga we got a missle to haul off the shotty guns
And a barreled sawed-off
And all the body bags come with the white chalk
Nigga while you on a mission my nigga better protect the chest
A super nigga bullet-proof vest nigga take it from me Flesh
You don't wanna be sorry yet again
We don't need another nigga-less army
So investing me with artillery quality satisfactory guaranteed
I ain't no con I'm a nigga that's waiting for some shit like Nam
To pop off in my country!

(Verse 4: Bizzy Bone)
When Kennedy was shot on the drive, the roof went on fire
Hide all, you little children in a dire
When I spark in the dark with a lighter
Light up and don't die in silence
Somebody was sitting on the backs of the lions
Somebody was drinking from the back of the lamb
Somebody was spittin' ammunition in the radio-even in Zion (Zion)
Millennium and also through the city when they hated
Don't be bucking on my Bone
When someone's home and never play to me
And pray to me, can't play with me
So label me a runaway slave
And "Cést la vie"!
Murda Mo criminal's insane
Isn't worried about the aliens
Move faster and then ask 'em about the state of men and help the matter
Brace yourself, I can't tell if I'm in peril
I ain't well, fucking up some, soaking up some
How will he run from jail?
When the jail's within himself
The righteous one!

(Chorus)
I am waiting for the righteous one
Enlighten us the righteous one
I am waiting for the righteous one
With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us

Bizzy:

Yeah, this for all you non-believers, especially out in the C-O. Man,
fuck 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 fucked-up even if I'm under
surveillance, I watch out, wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up
7, what am I yellin'? Murderer. Nigga, once you come must be like
crazy if you [Muthafucka, don't play me] play me. Nigga, not today. I
see you but you can't see me. I know with all of government and, yes,
this will get crazy and blow [bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb].

Maje$ty:

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

Bizzy:

Seven sign, seven, seven sign, seven, seventh sign seal.
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah.
Yeah, I'm (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 fuck about no nigga. Don't be no (corvie)-ass nigga. I'm tryin' to
tell niggas that off the rip, off the rippa, baby.
[I must 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 fuck who you are. It ain't nothin' like some trouble. How
close? How far [how far, how far]?

Bizzy (Krayzie)
Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly
(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah)
In the battlezone,the battlezone
(Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug)
Swing low (swing low)
Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(What did I see,what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(Listen to my battle cry)
Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone
(Listen to my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on
Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on)
Have me come for

(Bizzy)
One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
Kickin on somethig and dig this
Got to feel it catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro
Bone watchin for the po,po
Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)
Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show
No no don't spend a lot contend with men
Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it
For the cops absorb you soul of course
Praise to the pharoah
Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn
When our niggas still shermed out
Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned!
Rest and burn!

(Layzie)
I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner
Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me
And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth
So much shit on my mind, so many things to do
So little time a nigga really got to do it in
Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots
From the minute nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one
Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun
And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler kill kill then start flexin
When the shit poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for protection
Life ain't no joke
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul
Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd
And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild
Shit is real
Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the battlezone blastin shit
Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit

(Krayzie)
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
Bustin niggas in the belly
Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache
Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx
They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down
Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?
Talkin about we split up
Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Niggas really need to shut that shit up
If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble
We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize
Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die
I never keep my enemies close
Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope
That's close enough
Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the millimeter
And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin
Bitch come on and try to rob me
I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up
Get off of me baby (baby),
Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)
Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me
Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga attitude
Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love
Cause in the game you get fucked every time
Got this feeling inside my bloodline
Somebody gonna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a madman
Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action
Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on
If any one of you niggas got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em
Don't be mumblin speak a little louder
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
We'll already be up in you now hater feel us
Who the realest The Bone Thug killas
If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em
Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs
Jumpin all on the bandwagon
Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'
But when it's really time to show some tactics
The niggas don't have 'em
We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass
Cause when we clash ain't no comin back
Huntin' niggas from the past
We gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be spilled first
Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?
Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you
feeling me
Quicker than a clocked damn missle
Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye
Then we makin' sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out

[Krayzie] What's happenin nigga?
[Dealer] Hell yeah, what's up my nigga?
Ain't notin just out here grindin, my nigga you know what it is
What's up nigga what you need?
[Krayzie] I need some weed
[Dealer] Aw, man I don't even fuck wit da weed no more
[Krayzie] Word?
[Dealer] Aw, hell naw, man I got this new shit
Man this shit called ecstasy man
[Krayzie] Ecstasy, what?
[Dealer] Nigga this tha shit, man
Nigga this shit will have you on the level wit ya female and everythang, nigga
Look I'ma give you one of these muthafucka's let you try this muthafucka out, man
And I bet you be callin me tomorrow
talkin 'bout you wan't some more of this shit
Man I'm tellin you; shit have you on the level
Man you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit
Boy, I'm tellin you boy
[Krayzie] This nigga tripping
[Dealer] This shit will have you on the level
[Krayzie] Straight fuck it. Gimme one of them muthafuckas dere man
[Dealer] Here, take that one and call me in the morning nigga

[Krayzie Bone]
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I'm floatin in ecstasy. [4x]

[Krayzie Bone]
As you can see I took the pill (took the pill), right to the house
Grab a shot of liquor and pop pop popped it in my mouth
An' I'm thinkin to my self that this might be a waste of my time,
cause what if I don't even get high
Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high,
until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason
Now I'm tweakin, then I tried to walk but I was SSLLOOWW
I guess I'm floatin in ecstasy (Just like the nigga told me)

[Krayzie Bone & Flesh Bone]
I fell so realish realish realish, cause we floatin in ecstasy. [4x]

[Flesh Bone]
My name come alive (?).
An I'm pokin in sumpin oh damn but it ain't no joke
Cut guards and red beans
And for them niggaz that follow me around for my mojo
Feelin so see... Cause I'm floatin in ecstasy
(Alright) Ahh, my nigga just call up the homie
To hook us up on that liquid G
An if these hoes don't wanna see, they gotta check the spot quickly
Im feelin way high, but I'm also feelin way low
But damn I'm stuck in between.
Fuckin wit broad boys and neva get used
Just help, just throw in a few more.
Diablos, nigga Flesh Bone so chill
I'm feelin it hump through my body, feelin hot an exotic
Feelin knocked out, feelin too sexy for my muthfuckin self
Gotta find my bitch and ima fuck her ass to death

[Krayzie Bone & Flesh Bone]
I feel so realish realish realish cause we floatin in ecstasy. [4x]

[Layzie Bone]
Whose my nigga that told me the level I started to see the devil
Nigga was floatin in ecstasy
Shit, I took the pill. Couldn't feel nothin so I'm breakin
But about thirty more minutes later, nigga was on the couch fainted
Arms sweaty, man why in the fuck y'all let me do this?
Im lookin at my homegirl like I wanna, nigga this some new shit
I realized, nigga took one step an started stumblin
An I was tryin to call my nigga but he couldn't hear me,
so I guess I'm mumblin
Fall off into sumpin. But I guess I'm on a mission
Tellin my niggaz that I love 'em now but it ain't nobody listenin
Whistlin hangin out tha window, need me some indo.
Till I let go like, me silky fine.ine.ine.
Flown the expo, knock, knock, knock at tha door.
But nigga was paranoid so I grabbed the gun bucked it at the door
Ooh-wee, shit happens, my family got me faded
But I'm runnin a secret cuz.. cuz a nigga can't take it.
Shake it if I can but I'm blendin wit da killas
And I wish E was here to feel pillish

[Wish Bone]
I feel so violen't violen't fuckin wit that ecstasy. Come roll wit me.[4x]

[Wish Bone]

I've been smokin weed for a very long time, why should I change?
And plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up ya brain (brain)
Ah, ah, why should I (I) just to get high, when weed gets me high?
Nigga try this here. They said betta then that there
They say, Ya like it,ya like it. So I tried it, I tried it .
I thought the shit will have a nigga high and horny
Im high, but I'm to high. Wanna hurt somebody
Nigga you trippin, get a hold of that shit, and ride that high
But I'm trippin, body moves, won't nobody get hurt hurt.

[Bizzy Bone]
Groanin, groanin, groanin and she ain't even in the car
Layzie won't believe me high off the LSD
What y'all don't know, we ridin on the highway
Get the wheel so I can go down on ya, I sever it on my own way
She reachin feelin so zigidy zigidy zigidy
Got these bitches, fuckin these bitches
Baby be peeled off, peelin on movin slow
An Bizzy be rock hard, tongue-well and mean slow
We in the club dropped, fucked up, and still rollin
They know my pockets swollen. Hold up show'dem we rollin
We rollin, rollin, rollin and rollin, rollin, rollin
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy cause we rollin ova' ecstasy

We in the last five days of these trials and tribulations
And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken
Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan
We facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared
Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates
Or will I burn off in that lake now,
Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake
How many wait it's too late it's over now
Niggas had a lack of faith so life ain't straight, if you incapable,
Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin'
Betta plead to bloody Jesus
Watch how the majesty control it
Don't let it go slow down hold on
Now can I get a witness shout Hallelujah, Amen
I'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya
Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm
I got designed when the world drop dimes
This world you'll fine there's no other like my kind

Hook: Bizzy Bone

Code Murder One, Code Murder One,
Code Murder One, Code Murder One
Murder them mo
(4x)

Verse 2: Bizzy Bone

If the world should end today!
Fully automatic gunning through it
Gunning thangs, red rummed when strumming pain
Mo murda, I heard 'em holla holla, clock dollas
Swallow me baby cause we balling hollow point tips to the CI
Enemies keep rolling, get 'em off that flaunted fluid
Making me nauseous cautious these niggas is flossing
My Nina Ross tossed out I'm slaucing
It's for the auction rapper bop the copper got gospel on 'em
Who wanna magnum?
Who wanna tag 'em?
Bag 'em up ain't no problem, baby(bitch)
Smoked out in high school
Sleeping the fifth grade selling chicken
Gotta get paid we in the kitchen
Cooking up grade and baby go on go grym
Hold on, motherfucking gun
Another fifth took one hood shot she split up
Talking bout the get up for everyone ya lit up and hit up
So huff and make it settle

Hook (2x)

Verse 3: Layzie Bone

Make me push this panic button nigga
We moving like the Panthers in the sixties
Khaki suited booted my thugs recruited
You wit me nigga you wit me
Millitant minded perfect timing it
Always on the incline ah shit
Nigga that's down for the grind ah shit
Keeping real niggas rewinding this,
Deep in the ghetto in the streets ah Cleveland
We call it thieving mind deceiving
Hear the reasons for hustling season
Bottom line money is power
And the power mean muscle
Money and guns stacked up to the ceiling
Nigga get down for his hustle his hustle hustle
Now nigga now what ya gon' do when they come for you
Well I'ma tell ya right now what we gon' do
Scream M - O - G and start blasting
Nigga never did like them boyz in blue
No regards for authorities,
Wanna dump ah nigga up wid the ferozine
Oh you invited to the bloody ass whore scene
Know what I mean you betta get wid the team
Cause this is the soldiers ready for war nigga,
We from way down under nigga been waiting for the day
To let off these rounds it's thunder, it's thunder
Got my mind made up, and if niggas str8 balling up outta control
Just as those hoes nigga rose
On ah mission tryin' ta get that dough
Separated mine through prose,
Open and close just like a case
Place to place ya feeling ya safe
HB all up in my face,
And it just ain't safe it just ain't safe safe
I'm knowing they want me to catch it in war
Boy boy I seek and destroy any nigga that throw the decoy
See me I'm stacked and ripping shit
Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats
Tattoos all over my body 7 on the stomach,
Skull on my chest, Nine millimetre in my pocket
Ready to buck on the crowd,
As long as that one little nigga
Sagging and bragging and talking loud
Talking about he bout it bout it
Nigga I got yo whole clik
Real niggas don't run they mouth
Real niggas make moves and get rich

Verse 4: Flesh N Bone

Mobbing in ah Expedition
Thinking of ah proposition
Settle my composition
Feeling relentless fucking up gun condition
Mo murda competition,
How many niggas on the frontline
Ready for whateva my nigga wid yo tech nine
Nigga disrespect mine,
How will you lose the chalk
For marrow rip through thine spine
If you wanna listen to what I say
Hey gotta pay intuition,
This ain't no free exploit of an exhibit
Cause, my niggas, to exquisite
I'm so armageddon, just as my Smith & Wesson
Here's a nice slug for you
And my nitrogen glyc bomb
Can land on them newly morgue
I watch when they all come stormin'
So when my one hit 'em up they fall
Let off wid ah little frustration bust my gun
Bullets haul

Hook 4x

[No lyrics]

[No lyrics]

Where da fiends at? (laughs)[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

My man
man i'ma get me some, man i'ma get me some
better get ya paper, paper, paper, paper....(4x)

Money aint a thang

My my babys bangin,
beefin with me,
squashed it ordained it,
Better yet sustained the flurry
Hide in the fury,
but the ways of a broad
don't mean you've died out of my life,
I'm hurt, burn me baby,
tie down.
And child hood scars,
crackhead cause niggas I dont know
now who'd ya think you are.
And here we are, steady we roll out over you.
When it's over it's over,
for the soldiers who hear me, that'll
get me in trouble.
Can I be closer, stay right near me.
Here we are, aint no stars, uh huh.......
Can I get drunk off in some bar,
without some haters sayin
"Who do you think you are?!"
When I'm sober, start jumpin in it to win itttt.........

Shit I bet they thought we fell off.
Bone Thugs~n~Harmony Resurrection,
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
we in the Flesh.
Rememeber them thuggish ruggish niggas,
gotta get down fo my thang in here.
You already know when we came in here we raw,
fuck what u heard and you read about us,
just believe what you saw.
Till I die, Im down to ride in the war
when you niggas get serious, let a nigga know,
maybe then we can roll.
Nigga bad to the Bone,
But I sure dont click with hoes
and no bustas, hatas, or hoes when
they poppin up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and violent.
Bitches was not invited!
Put'em in a coffin before they get me man.
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang.
Runnin with the pump pump, no bluffin
We buck!
Nigga better realize still claim
Nineteen nine nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, fuck'em to the end,
and when I run out,
I reloadin and buckin again, some mo!
Nigga puttin it down, worldwide.
and we get bad sad love.
You punk niggas hate us,
but we don't trip,
we still get bad sad love.
I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
We'll straight up toss his ass
And if he flossin cash and jewelry,
rip it off his ass,
keep walkin fast.
Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die,
fuck it that's all I been all of my life. (test it, test it)
It's just T-H-U-G we be.
And it aint no thang,
keep buckin buckin,
dumpin, fuckin'em bustas up with my gauge.
We poppin all yall,
Im watchin all yall.

[Chorus]

Time after time,
everywhere I look,
everywhere I turn,
niggas talkin bout death.
Like a nigga can't dream of nuthin else,
but a lil bit of wealth.
Tryin to help they self,
and I really can't blame you,
cause I do the same too.
Man do what you gotta do.
But what Imma do is keep protectin my cheddar fool.
Aint none of yall niggas do it betta, ohhh.
And Im ahead of you and yall hate it,
only the real thugs keepin it raw.
Grippin that heat tight,
livin that street life.
Nigga Imma let it fool round and get war.
Niggas is plottin that 2-11,
thats why I got heat for armageddon.
Picture Lay on his knees and I'm beggin,
nigga betta shoot me and send me to heaven.
Fuck all the drama, Imma just blast,
hollow point tips off in that ass.
Tha slicka the nigga
thats pullin the trigga
is the nigga thats standin up last.
Countin this cash,
still doin this mash.
Blowin much weed
as we watch you bleed.
nigga got killed fo the love of the cheese.
Now you cant do shit cause your 6 feet deep.
Fuckin with Lay
is a game you shouldnt play,
even myself I could die today.
I could lie, but hey it aint worth it,
shit, aint none of us here to stay.
Imma hold my ground,
and Imma lace my boots.
So when its time to shoot, then thats it.
Screamin out Mo Thug in this bitch,
and Bone Thugs in this bitch, nigga.

It's all about money, yeah.
Imma get me some.
Cant be fuckin with niggas that aint got none.
Cause lately yall been actin funny,
I guess you smell some money.
Get out my pockets,
betta count your shit
It's still St. Clair wig-split.
Four other niggas that I run with,
you dont wanna fuck with.
{Dollars and dollars but still,}
{we gotta get mo}
Remember back in the days when we was fucked up
but not anymore (uh uh, no, no)
And aint a damn thang come easy,
alot of plannin, bus rides, and {Eazy}
Fo cheese,
believe me,
believe me,
and it aint gone stop at the end of my time
with my Bone Thug love
I'ma always get mine.
And I mean that,
gotta have that,
paper paper,
money money,
money, money.

[Chorus]

You better believe we five of the last
true soldiers standin' in command
You thought of me closin the book.
On this bitch on ya'll, flip on yall,
I am what I am the Fifth Dawg!
It's all good,
paper paper for the whole hood.
Tell'em I got dibs on this and kids in this
(you real as, real as shit)
Reminiscin on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E (Eazy-E).
Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo
fo the love of money.
I gotta get the paper.
I told yall aint a damn thang changed
bout the nigga they bang.
My niggas,they're down,
and we'll bang your brain,
muthafucka for thinkin he famous!

We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh,

We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh

And if I can go bite the bullet
so Eazy in my cadillac,
bend a couple of corners,
smoke out with some hoes,
now where yall at?
21st century heroes,
two-triple-zero,
righteous ones,
And wish the Howse
then can roll with one hundred and forty four thousand

{Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X}
There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)

{Krayzie Bone}
My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it?
How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
But I predicted this endin, back in the day
Cuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
We do but still wanna make the loot
No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard
We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain;
Just play the hand that you was dealt
You play 'em right you prevail - you play 'em wrong then you fail
It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
It ain't no love involved - everything we was dissolved
We all hard as one, but together we raw
And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that
Lettin the devil get in, to the pen
Devils pretendin to be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass
Should of stuck the nigga fast
Yeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grass
We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis

{Bizzy Bone - repeat 4X}
There's always something you got to give up...
If you want everything you want...

{Bizzy Bone}
I was never on some solo shit
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
All of my niggaz came to the church
And thanks for comin, I'm still stressed out over the death
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin
But I'm still rappin get it all off my chest
So I came back to the action
When the bird was flyin, low, and laughin
Family bashin 'til it just happened
Then Wally passed - and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"
Louie askin me if he'll ever come back so hard
We tell the truth, no use in beatin around the bush
Baby I'm sorry... it's alllll in the game
Throwin up blood - fuck it Layz'
Let's sign our life awayyy...

{Wish Bone}
Now see me? I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang
It's hard to come by - and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
And you don't want that; neither do I
But I will, I will - cause I'm a hustler, hustler
High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine
Even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fry
Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays...
But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way

{Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone) - repeat 4X}
Well if there's somethin you can't give up (would ya give it up)
To get everything you want (I can feel the love)

{Layzie Bone}
Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga
Runnin wit niggaz thats killas;
The realest that be shermed out nigga
Spittin my prophecy ain't no stoppin me
I'm comin through with the motherfuckin shotty
I really don't wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati
Fuck the D - E - A and the F - B - I
I - R - S can kiss my ass, U - C - P - D, F - C - C
Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you
Blast you - "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac did
Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture
Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back
Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla
And bitch I thought you knew
You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you
Beeitch! Like it always be
Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me!
You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin
I'm leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
In the streets gotta get that good life
Sellin that yea up under the street light
It's the hood life, don't fight
A nigga want out but just can't get out;
So I guess I gots to face it
All them dreams of havin big thangs, I'm still gon' chase it

{Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X}
It's always somethin' you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

{Flesh - N - Bone}
Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumpin it feelin
Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot
But feelin like Pac, that's what the guy thought
But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop
Droppin this shit today, we kickin this thug music
Better love us, so when I love smokin buds on the bus
See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit
My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters
And cover a snitch all wet
Why the fuck could not he write me S - E - T for the second sincerely
We baggin 'em up rollin niggas and throwin 'em in the wasteland
Soldier, told ya nigga we gone have our time
Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee
He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim
Niggas pick up another, then they run
But I'm through with the body bitch ah
But when they want it, yea he just in the business
Flesh givin you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring
Young, but them package you'll be impressed

Repeat until fade:
{LB} If it was somethin you can't give up
{KB} Yea I know (Would ya give it up)
{LB} To get everything you want
{KB} But shit I don't know I don't know (I can feel the pump)

(Bizzy Bone and Bluelight)Keep smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy
I've gotta keep on smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy.

(Bizzy Bone)
Hey, gimme some herbs, the word
Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard
Thai-da-da-da, done hit my burb
Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served
And a fifth of burb
It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin
Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga
Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it
Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin
Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain
Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby
when I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtin
Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah
Past overdose comatose, see a
see a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper
Roll it up, sellin my kin folk
and the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo
And you can hook it up, need no friends though
See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low
We can get smoked.

Keep smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy
I've gotta keep on smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy.

(Bluelight)
(Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracks
Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at
Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?"
It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink
We got Alize, and Isle iced tea
A little Bambazini and some Hennessey
The stuff that keeps you toe-up
Now tell me are you high enough?

Keep smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy
I've gotta keep on smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy.

(Bizzy Bone)
Remember forever addicted, get it twisted
It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit it
Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it
But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die."
Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dime
Well did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful
My mayo, aiyyo, stay away or come and get split a wig, insane, oh
Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all
Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught.

(Bluelight)
The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat
I'm dancin with my peoples I've been tryin to see
There bumpin my jam, guess who I see
Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed?
We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie
Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony
Righteous when I spike the punch
My people's gonna drink it up

Keep smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy
I've gotta keep on smokin -
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;
Yeah boi, wear corduroy.

(Bluelight)
You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left (3x)

(BIg B)
Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderah

Where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go

(Bizzy Bone)
And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one-time
And when it's 1999 rewinds didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world, it's nausiatin
Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated
Why everybody actin agitated, I thought we graduated
Back in the saddle waitin, aboard the battle station
Hatin' is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more, no more

(Big B)
See we loosin this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin won't end
So I'm reachin high up above
Lord, let your blessings begin

(Hook) 4x
And let's change the world, and let's change the world

(Flesh-N-bone)
It got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin wit my trues humbly united gather souls
Here we go, roll up some Phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high
It's them niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin the fiends heyo
But it was my dream to kick flows
and put my people on another level
Like could it be for the lust (lust)?
Could it be for the rush (rush)?
My niggas love when they bust (bust)
They steady buck (buck) and they duck (duck)
They put your dick (dick) in the dust (duck)
My niggas creepin on a come up
Black Nigga killa, thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin life without satin
Hatin, and our enemies to hell I'm sendin' 'em

(Hook)

(Layzie)
Everyday the devil at me
And I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy
Me and Eazy E in tha B-E-N-Z, with my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy, we can't let it stop us, uh uh, not now
The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master
Oh Lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old
The Lord knows we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, Stew, D's, PD, Freaky G
The whole world wanna be rapn with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin babies, Generation X
With the AIDS epidemic, we ain't pure no more
And I know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich
First we lost Eazy, then we lost Pac
Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin on
with the thuggish, ruggish, Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone
Tryna' be prepared for that Y2K
And if I don't die today, Im'a try an change the world

(Hook) 2x

You need a lesson you can learn from rappin'
But they try to ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein heard and failed
Know its funny, got my guns, better arm yourself
Most dont have a clue, If it goes down what to do
Don't you know this government aint vote for me and you
I have a dream, no, I have a wish
If we can't save ourselves, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives where I come from
Hungry little kids where I come from
Judge not me where I come from

(Bridge)

(Hook to fade)

Krayzie
Everything's goin' to be all right, it's gon' be all right! Everything's goin' to be all right, (it's gonna be all right) all right. [*4]
So don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*3]

Now I dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'. Schemin' on making a million, trying to feed they children. Them police keep comin' around and keep tryin' to beat you down and take you out. Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil. Shit is so clear that they came and see through, but no matter what we do (it matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever, runnin' forever. The way that I see it, it won't get no better, until Armageddon proves that it's not a legend. It's kind of hard to view paradise. (paradise) But if you try, just close your eyes, you can view it. (you can view it) But reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll find that you still live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your mind. Figured you got to survive, so somebody got to die. Too strong to break down and cry, but I'm askin' God to come help us, please God!
Krayzie
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2]
Wish
Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. Better get it together, better act right. 'Cause when you fuck with Bone, better come with some, better have your shit right. And don't be plannin' no future on nuttin' you heard, nigga. He say/She say get you fucked up, killed! And I'm goin' ride. Won't lose no sleep over nuttin'. You can say we frontin', but all these years, face to face, ain't nobody said nuttin'. Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways. Time after time, I know we try, but we losin' this life game, damn! And I don't want to go out like that, not me! Baby, Bone got what you want. Physically, you don't wanna bleed. Ahh la-la-la—la-la. Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right!
Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby)
Bizzy
And don’t you worry ‘bout a damn thing! And don’t you worry ‘bout a damn thing!
With all odds against us. Prayin' to God. Got me runnin’ for the fences aimin' at these henchmen. Litigation. Can't see me, my clip, or the extra extension. I sit in my basement like it’s a crackhouse, boys! Blackout ‘cause I was paranoid, he enjoys. While I avoid. Deploy some old crooks ‘cause bitches won’t put money on your books. Destroy! Double-eye. Died watchin’ double signs with the crook. All that damn chronic. Henn done got me out some hellified times. It's televised the crucify. Promised and admonished. Nobody can stop us! Where the shootout? How many niggas you kill? How many niggas for real like Larry "Luau." As long as I live fortified, strategize like "Ooh Child!" Niggas can blast at me, bitches can pass me. Fuck a chicken and listen—don't, don't!
Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Flesh
I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin’ up—Moms used to read to me everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon, and the dawn. The Book of Pslams! So, I’m wanderin’ off through the wilderness, humble through the valley of the shadow of death. Will they hunt me down? All the evil people? Hail my mother, went before the gates. Stack shall prevail! Lately, been havin’ these flashes. Seein’ this amazing view and it ain’t nothin’! No seein’, believin’, Heaven in front of you that’s what I'm havin’ now, déjà vu! Now when they lay me down, down to sleep, down to sleep. I pray for the Lord then the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, soul to keep! And if I should die before I wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up! I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, so please Lord take us! I say that my mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. Nigga locked up at Wasteside, couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he died!” So, finally got a release date and I slide back to the count
y, nigga back to the life—Hoorah! Finna touch back home, don’t worry ‘bout a damn thing, everything clear to me. All right. Off through the door. So bright like a knight in shinin’ armor. Hug my wife, my sons, my daughter. Ain’t no more reason to be feelin' harmed.
Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Layzie
Look nigga, I ain’t worried about nothin’ ‘cause it’s a little thing I know called faith! All you need is much as a mustard seed and the Lord will keep you safe. Whatever don’t kill you will make you stronger—I promise you that! Just keep on pushin’. If you slip and fall and you hurt yourself, then the Lord will provide your cushion. Determination, rules the nation. Whatever you facin’, just be a man! Believin’ in the death before dishonor, shake the drama and take the stand. For a nigga like me, see, it didn’t come easy. A nigga had to struggle and fight. At a point in time in my life, it was like a nigga just can’t get it right! To all of my family, Layzie loves you and I never take shit for granted. Feelin’ so wicked off on this planet, man, fuck tryin’ to understand it! That’s why I stay focused, thuggin’ the loc’est. Stackin’ my bricks ‘til I form the fist. Mama never said it’d be like this, but nigga, I’ll be ready for anything! Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch. About precision, timin
’ and vision. Get up and go, and don’t turn back! If you a soldier and you know it, hold your head up high—and keep stompin’ in your big black boots and don’t worry!
Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). [*2]
Bang!

(Hook - Krayzie) 2x
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T - H - U - G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it

(Krayzie)
Nigga 1993, hooked up with Eazy - E
1994, rushin through the door with the Bone flow
Nigga was creepin on a come up, doin it for the love of money
1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from
Brought styles muthafuckas never heard before
But we never got our props
'til we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad
But the man know, Eazy runnin with the lost souls, rest in peace
That was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit
But everything started changin, business rearangin
Then the time when Bone and Ruthless wasn't vibin
Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit
Somehow I'm feelin like what I deserve I didn't get
But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma keep my head up
And show my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up
1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, its the art of war
It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still strugglin
Tryna get some money with this mastermind I'm jugglin
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year 2000 I'll be thuggin, but so immaculate
I gotta get some money, blast if I get hungry
So if you read that I done flipped, then you know the story, about me

(Hook)

(Ed. note - I'm not too sure about any of this verse)
Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody death
With a bloody bloody, mess, I'm servin you none the less
??? ???? ??? that crazy muthafucka from the world's most dangerous group
Mo Thugs Nation, ??? ??? ??? on your life
That's absolutley what I'm gon' do
Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me
Now I'm that muthafucka that be ??? ???, the nigga that bust all y'all
My mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit on the mic
I'm comin in smooth, rockin this hip - hop music just the way you like
Tellin all biters to please stop tryin
Let it go fry fool, when I make my move all y'all gonna die
Split up and fry, open his eyes ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? pop,
Shot one through his head
Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this nigga dead
It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, ain't got no skill
Now look through the ???, stop steel
Y'all some fake - thug livin tryna get notice by hangin with stars
No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are
We all true sound, nigga united gatherin souls, how we roll
And that's love for the paper, foldin, I saw these hoes
But I had my ??? ???, nah nigga that's my nuts ??? ??? ??? don't touch that
And then he won't hesitate to buck for the love
You can't dust on these bustas, so they die
They only got love for those who love me
In the meanwhile I main to keepin my mind on my money
And no, this shit that we spit ain't funny
Especially when you hungry, nigga
With no hustle, nigga, to get them funds

(Hook)

(Bizzy)
In '91 I'm runnin from the fuckin cops, don't ya know it
That bitch was tryna' find a hidin spot, he show it
Know niggas that'd had no pussy
Said that would never read or get to L. A.
And niggas went cannibal on 'em, either
Smokin that reefer, niggas know how I'm livin
'Cause I was havin children when y'all was lookin for women
But mine aside, so why you tellin your same ???
When niggas ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda - mo
Get ???, burn the whole store down all by myself
??? ??? ??? ??? for fuckin with the Bone flow
Heaven and Earth, God and my loved one, and ya gotta roll
And what you want my people to hear, that I'm a fuckin sell - out?
But who's the one on solo shit, and who want me the hell out?
I'll bail out with a ???, that pussy makes me change
Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range
Shootin thangs (shootin thangs), it don't make you a villain
The villain is chillin with his children
Bitch, I keeps it real!

(Hook)

(Layzie)
I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind
A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin my line
Nigga designed a gold crime as I'm racin through this obstacle
007, Layzie Bone, knew it was possible
Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission
Listen, nigga pay attention
Oh, and did I mention, had a tape before I crept on a come up, Faces of Death
Blessin 40 o - z's, Lay and Leatherface and double z's (???)
Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money
Nigga these bitches all up on me, and half the industry phoney
It's like this nigga, I don't even fuck around
If a nigga ain't got no money for Lay, I'll come around
Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny - style
When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile
See my niggas doin a damn thing, Flesh
Trues Humbly United Gatherin Souls, just to let you know
Heaven'z Movie, yours truely, Mr. Gambini
(Kraaaayzie)It's the mentality, and next to the baddest, little Stevie
And when you ask me how I maintain
I watch my niggas rule, act a fool, and ace the game
Mo Thug one, witness the Family Scriptures
Mo Thug two, Family Reunion comin to get ya
Mo Thug three, presentation of the mothership
Niggas on some other shit, by smoke and maintain

(Hook)

[No lyrics]

('cuz I know I'm son of the survivor -vivor -vivor.....)
Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand
for big dick daddy, 'case you heard
'cuz she was just another one night stand, 'cuz she was just another one
Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand
for big dick daddy, 'case you heard
'cuz she was just another one night stand. 'cuz she was just another one
Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand
for big dick daddy, 'case you heard

[Bizzy Bone]
Remember when you're all alone, my cellular phone
Was turned off, smokin' burners with my dogs, and it's all good baby
Everyone who steal the flow, all y'all some hoes
Shermed out, let's make some mo' money,
I'm kinda hungry, it's all good, haters
I don't wanna rock 'em if they study another Bone role
Will they do the run in when their comin', when I'm rollin' in my home
A son of a bitch, I gotta cough, cough in the summer
Love of thug nigga, from my calico, I felt I was losin' my mind
There was some other kind, really wanna smoke the weed, after you swallow me
And try not to follow me, blind, find me 69
Real lit, smokin', the finest vintage wine, talkin' bout time with me
And you wanna to be something, more than just a dime to me

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
The bitch can cut me, fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy,
have babies by one of my enemies (then, then)
Come and pretend she wanna be grinned
They probably, wanna send me to the end of the cliff
Inherit all of my chips and then go spend it with another nigga
Well, in my shit and lickin' my lick, nobody does it better than the Rip
That's the shit, welcome the widow, keeping the pistol grip
Under my pillow, well, when you peep out the window, it's so cold.
Get in 'fore the wind blow
No hoes allowed -lowed -lowed. Get in 'fore the wind blow
No hoes allowed, no hoes allowed, no hoes allowed
That bitch can cluck and fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy,
have babies by one of my enemies, then,then, then
Man the chicks can cut me, fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy,
have babies by one of my enemies, then, then, then, then, then

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
I woke up early in the mornin' with my glock, you're fine, yawnin'
Smellin' like last night's Hen, 'til the crack of dawn we get it on
Then again, nigga reel it down from me, just 'cuz we're T-H-U-Gs
But the money was abundant, start up my family tree
Eager to move, we live and we die in Cleveland,
that same week or sell speakers
Bid for insurance, and that ass won't free my people with warrants
Over there, come call us, all this over a hoe
My homeboy has no dough and wants to force it, let me know
What a crazy ass life, play me right, don't play me twice
Damn, I'm a grown man, getting in big fights, It'd be nice to settle down
Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Man, a bitch can't cut me.
fuck my homies, homies, homies, homies (I'm still high)
And be a dyke and spike my Hennessey, then, then, then (it's all right.)
Have babies by one of my enemies,
have babies by one of my enemies (I'm still high)
Phone jury, call the police, they can never hold me. (I'm still high)
Eventually, you're gonna remember me

[Chorus: til end]