Bone Thugs-n-Harmony Album

Intro
We still from good old Cleveland I.A
(Blast away, fuck scrapping) N-N-N-Nasty, nasty, nasty.
The original thugs in madden where ya find me slanging me lello, daily.
Oh Cleveland is the city where we come from, yeah,
and Cleveland is the city where we come from.

Chorus.
We still from good old Cleveland I.A. N-N-N-Nasty
Blast away, fuck scrapping.
We still from good old Cleveland I.A. N-N-N-Nasty
Blast away, fuck scrapping.
We still from good old Cleveland I.A. N-N-N-Nasty
Blast away, fuck scrapping.
We still from good old Cleveland I.A. N-N-N-Nasty
Blast away, fuck scrapping, fuck scrapping.

Me and my Militent minded, thug ass, mutha fuckin niggas,
ya bitch made motha fucka. Let my niggas be niggas.
Figure mutiny on the bounty, aint no scrutiny, you know how
to call when you in the county, bitch. Gooney was half the craft,
just one of my stoodies. You moddy, ah? Wher your loochey at?
I know where that poochie's at, you boochie ass. Pretty boy, you was
a fag, I think he fucking a white boy. Im a motor cycle. I was born
to ride psycho. Baby, im even worse than before. Mom, can i call
you when im lost?
In a coffin of hot sauce, final fall in foe sho. Roach killas got money
for thuggin niggas. He dont got no Doja, and sure enough, he dont
got no scrilla, and sure enough, he dont got no scrilla, told ya.
Helplessly claim that i shorted you out, voted you out, closed you
out. Nigga, you know what this bussiness about?
Got my dick in your mouth. I got my dick in your mouth. Check it out.

Chorus.

These niggas better duck when I buck my tool. Nigga break yourself.
Bitch, drop, dont move. Nonetheless flesh must unfold (hot, hot)
glock, drop, stalking gat fools. Ready to pap you if we have to. I do.
Really dont know whats happening. Stack go thuggin with the
killas way back, rollin out, and our goal : to go triple platinum.
Tease killas from off St. Claire, the all hells fin to break loose.
If you declare war, i declare war. Send in my troops, swoop through.
In come nuclear warheads, slay. Im sendin it you, when I pull
the trigger, missles drop, the I make your body move. Dance
Hater. Yall aint ready n steady, thinking you can fuck with the thugs.
Oh damn, you niggas got tons of swords shapr like a double edged
machetti. We rollin out heated heavily, 50 calibers and AKs. No love
for the mutha fucking po-po. Kill em all and piss on their fucking
graves. Cleveland, better believe, we stay thevin, and every last
evening I'ma retreat, but proceed with ease, (leavin em).
Cleveland up to they coatroom bleeding. Me n hustlas down for the
money, murda, and mayhem. C Land I.A. (I.A.) Where them
heartless thugs bail through the wasteland.

Chorus

All this damn chronic, done got me out some helligied times. See,
we be the honest, promise to bring the bomb shit. Blow you away.
Put it on my thugs. Put it on my thugs, Yeah, Yeah.

Chorus.

[No lyrics]

2Pac:

Nigga, we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A., nigga, whatever you
niggas want. We bringin' it! Thug luv, nigga. Bitch! What time is it?
Yo, I don't give a fuck where you lay at, nigga, it's time to slay these
bitch-made niggas.
[Bizzy: Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us. Pac Pac run with
us. Pac and Rip with thug luv.]
They ain't even knowin' what type of niggas we is. Where my thugs at?
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.]
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a
long time. Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do with it?

Bizzy:

Well it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord. No, then I won't fly by
that lesson, you taught me to pull out my Wesson, you brought me, and
I'm not stressin' it softly. Get 'em up off me, 'cause all we wanted was
harmony, been bombin' 'em, yell up outta my ghetto, I won't settle, get on
my level. They can't stop me and pop me. Nigga, they got me? Fuck
no. Little Pac gets schizophrenic, let's manage to damage all y'all.
Often, I'll talk about 'em, and you don't really want it,
'cause they're cornered and I'm wanted and no joke.
I'm gonna say that we came to shut 'em all down. So
quick to test, bullet, yes, I say war, roll, flow when I get the gun for the
murda mo' horror, for what they did it all, pause for the cause, and I fin
to pull a nine or pistol, a little nigga with mine. Fuck them niggas, it's
on. All y'all fall. Bizzy gettin' bitches to test me, bless the floor, and any
attempt to arrest me, stress me. Lord, lookin' at death, with the last of
my breath. Follow, follow my kids, so they 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, and if you really want me
in, well then let it be, get the greens and we runnin' up over Cleveland
[Cleveland].
Bizzy mumble:he's alive,he's alive,he's alive

2Pac:

Ha, ha! What's poppin', nigga? Put your muthafuckin' hands on your
strap, nigga. Thug luv, nigga. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and
slug it out, or do this like punks and punk it out. Pull your strap on me,
nigga, you better kill me. Thug luv, nigga. Thug lfe, baby. Thug luv.

I probably be punished for hard livin', blind to the facts thugs is convicts
in God's prison, hands on the strap. Prayin', so Father please forgive me.
Police be rushin' when they see me, I flaunt it Americas Most Wanted
live on T.V. Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name.
We all gon' die. We bleed through similar veins. Yous explain to me
now. Don't panic when my guns burst. Heard the last jam, nigga? This
one's worse. My nigga, Bone held the chrome 'til I came home. Thug
luv playas, tell these bitch niggas bring it on. I caught a plane out to
Cleveland late last evenin' to help my niggas clean up; some niggas no
longer breathin'. Now, who do you believe in? Hit the weed and grieve.
It's a cold ass world, niggas. Kill you in your sleep, watch me 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. Muthafuckas out to get me.
They don't understand it's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas down
to put it some work and do some dirt, fuckin' around 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 the
buck 12 gauge eruptions. It's the art of war. Puttin' niggas on the floor
when I'm comin' through the door, bringin' nothin' but terror, causin'
much pain to the nigga that dared us, tried 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 save us all escapers of misery, bless my
niggas in penetentary, soldiers of the century, yeah.

Krayzie:

Here to get it, told my niggas they need get the hell down with the dirt,
and we don't fuck around. Buck a couple a rounds, and if your passin'
through, then hit the ground, and don't get caught up in the crossfire,
nigga. Artillery thick, and you don't wanna get to fuckin' with this, I'm
straight devil, not a punk and pretend. I reload, buck a little mo'. Flee
the scene 'fore the po-po even know. "So, who ya lookin' for?" They
don't know. A mothafucka with a leather face. Hey, man, she said I ran
this way, said I ran that a way. Ya'll hoes'll never know because I got
away, yeah yeah. A criminal mind to keep a nigga on the level.
Sometimes I get high, and analyze your crime. Correctly organized and
with results, you'll be surprised.

Wish:

Oh, nigga, can you feel the vibe? We can ride. Playa hatin' niggas, you
gotsta die, it's only right. It's over with, Bone, better leave it alone, Mo
Thug come crack they fuckin' domes. Still in the hood, where the thugs
play, fuckin' with nothin' but thugs, man, ain't takin' 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 your head. You can beg, you go fled, but still gon' bleed
bloody red. Fuck with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight, 'cause we
out ridin', lookin' for you [for you]. Better run for cover, nigga, duck.
We about to bust. Strate got the infrared, put it on his forehead. Makes a
move, send [flowers] straight to his home. Put a card in the muthafucka,
send it to his mama. Tell her he was dead wrong, dead wrong. Gone,
now we long gone, long, gone.

Bizzy:

Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us. Pac Pac run with us. Pac
and Rip with thug luv.

[No lyrics]

Bizzy Bone:
Give it to em, bring your gun
Give it to em, bring your gun

Krayzie Bone:
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
... to death, death, death
Fuck with the niggas with the guns and you might get shot, get shot
Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all?
... to death, death death
You could be the first to feel the heat
To see how much we got, we got

I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga
Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots
Still don't give a fuck about the law
Still run with a pump in my car
And fuck who you are
You're fucking with a couple of niggas that's really insane
I'm talking loco, crazy as hell
It ain't just a name
It's the game
And we done loosened up a couple strings
And shook a couple of screws loose in my brain
Besides that, ain't nothin' changed
Look at me now I'm still a thug
Nigga I still smoke bud
You know I still represent St. Clair wig split shit, nigga what?
This is Bone Thugs niggas
Thinkin I told you but we put it down like that
And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it
And keep on movin, guess who's back up in the house?
Original Cleveland Criminals
Niggas just send em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murder murder"
Never forgot where we come from
Watch how you move your tongue
Cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass
And smash and crash
Protect my niggas for combat
Leathaface at ya and on your ass like I was a heat seeker
Quickly the reaper peep you
Sweep you off your feet in Cleveland

Layzie Bone:
I be the smoothest little nigga you can meet me
But nigga you fuck with me then I'm a fuck with you
Introduce you to this heat
I sweep the street
When I draw down, let me hear you say "fuck the law now"
Rawest niggas in the town
Ready to thug and go down
Go pound for pound, nigga that's the motto
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real
Nigga keep it real
Show me your game
I'm sure gonna claim
What the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it
Grab a player hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you haters ain't got no business
That's how we attack your shit
Nigga we'll smack your bitch in the middle of the Grammy
And the media might ban me
Nigga this Mo Thug Family is for real

Chorus

Bizzy Bone:
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money
Before it all gets spent up
And you wanna get rid of
A hood bitch with game
And every bitch said I'm a good bitch
Fuckin with the wood grain
Everybody still playin that hood game quiet
Especially when it's tired
My environment ain't nothin but niggas dieing
In them chemical fed injections in Jasper Texas
Split up these niggas off in different sections
Don't hate my message
Destiny led to mimic
Chastity for my daughter
Wad up a niggas sherm
And come listen to the sermon
Swervin in my Surburban, lick it up with the bottle
But everybody know I got some problems
Had dreams of the Apollo
The fiends had faith in me, suckas wouldn't run
A nigga not insane
Niggas still with me
Bone, somehow they turn up
Run up and get your sign
Run blindly, elevate through time
Nowhere to hide

Flesh - N - Bone:
Our dawgs finna haul off lead
Sawed - off head
Nigga you drippin soakin with bloodly body be beggin me
You know what you should've capped like 2 pac with a glock
They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker
You know you done fucked up
Don't you niggas?
Runnin up blastin gas craters
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky?
Could it be a bird or maybe it's even a plane
For the untamed
Insane human only the Fifth Dawg
Fuck you thought mutherfuck fame
For the fact the shit is a phat game
Going remain number one in the Land
Flesh, strangle the gang
Bang bang!
Bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the Lord I say
Now how many times will I have to slay today?
Will I raise my guage?
Oh God!
How will I teach yaa, but it's these tactics that he daily practice
They gonna let you
Don't have it?
Have it, runnin up you sons of bastards
Blast it, we sons of assassins
Match it, collecting more cash
That's true, you're feeling that
Niggas said all my babies get a million
Struggle with a villian
Hit 'em
With a venomous blow!
I call on my mighty archang - el
Gonna surround my soul but go with the calico yo'
We the tightest you know Mo, the Mighty
Yes trues humbly united
My family never divided
Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, Seventh Sign
For the FBI you wanna come test my enterprise?
Bitch you better go think twice
And open up your mutherfucking eyes
These niggas can't fuck with the fifth dawg finna parlay
Everyday stormin your way
You better lay low
So you might just duck when I buck guage
Can't you see my niggas having a ball all day
Since we having a ball all day
Motherfuckers player hate

Chorus

[Krayzie]
We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always,
and ready to bring the war up your way, if you hate (x2)
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?
Fuck 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
Hoooold uuuup, and waaaait a minute
It's time for Bone Thugs, 'cause y'all think that you can really hate, nigga

[Chorus]
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?

[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 fuckin'
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 muthafuckas in a deadly way -
fully automatic when we let 'em lay
"Aw shit! Get down, Leatherface."
Fuck '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]
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?

[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]
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?

[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'
Fuck it, let's peel caps, buck 'em all down
Put 'em in check, fuck 'em up with the 44 mag, I'm glad
'cause when you're fuckin' 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]
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?

(Felicia)
Lately you've been stressin me, about when I'ma give you some
Callin me, jockin me, sweatin me, ain't gonna rush me none
Cuz when the time is right I'm gonna let you know and, that's for sure
So wait on me, patiently, and see what I got in store
I'm gonna represent, to the fullest of it and I promise you no regrets
Just put you trust in me, and baby, I promise this shit is legit (Legit,
legit, legit)

Chorus (2x): Felicia (Krayzie Bone)
It's all good (Yup, yup, yup, it's all G-double-O-D, good, good, good)
It's all good (Yup, yup, yup, it's all G-double-O-D, good, good, good, with
me, with me, with me)

(Felicia)
If I told you once, then I told you twice, you've got to get to know me
There's more to a relationship, than jumpin in the sheets
And if that's all you want, then you better go, cuz that ain't me
I don't give my love to just anybody
If I'm not correct, then prove me wrong and, just hold on
Gradually you'll see, just how good it'll be
When the time is right, I'll ease your mind with a little bump and grind
Fantasies full of ecstasy, we'll have a real good time

Chorus

(Krayzie Bone)
Since it's all good baby, we can get it on
Hey, you wanna ride? Krayzie Bone
Come and jump in the Benz and tell your friends that you will get with them
later
Come and let me take ya, got a couple of things I wanna show ya
I'm really tryin to know ya, I'm just curious
Is it really all good? You serious (I'm serious)
If it is, then I gotta jump on it, ride it, ghetto cowboy
Surprise, you thought I was quiet, I never was shy baby, niggas just act like
that
Lay back, but don't let that buddah rule ya, give that nigga the bag
Cuz we won't have time to talk
I've been peepin for a minute now (Yep, yep, yep) and I know just where I'ma
start
Let me listen to your heart beat, boom boom
Racing intense situation, is it gettin kinda hot it here? No, that's you
Temperatures are rising, so am I

Chorus Til End

(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)

[No lyrics]

(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 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)

You betta count your money (Repeat 8X)

[Krayzie Bone]
The name is Krazie, big bad ass bone
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole
Along with some cash, even took the mayors daughter
Now that there's kidnap, But she with it so I brought her
Done got myself into a whole heep of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to
Yeah its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw call him Leather Face
I'm headed for the west
Heard they got a couple banks in town that ain't been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure thats enough time for me to get the whole run down
So I continue my mission
Its gettin dark so now I'm watchin for them damn injuns
They like to catch us, then they rob and split
I be a rootin, tootin, shootin damn fool, protecting my chips
All of the sudden I heard somebody rumble in the bushes
Stop my horse "wwhhooaa nellie"
Who in the bushes you betta speak out or I'ma let my shotgun song sing out

[Thug Queen]
Who is this? Hope this ain't the law
Draw out the bushes with my sawed off shotgun

[Krazie Bone]
Come on out right now I'm gettin angry
Took a step back cause it could get dangerous

[Thug Queen]
Please don't shoot its just me Thug Queen the horse stealer

[Krazie Bone]
Then why the hell is you hidin them bushes

[Thug Queen]
I'm wanted in four counties
For armed robberies
Killed two sheriffs, six of his best men want my head
Stole two horses
Thought you was the law that's why I jumped in them bushes

[Krazie Bone]
Goodness, now she was hotter than the barrel of fire
But I could use her for the job so I told her to ride c'mon

[Thug Queen]
May I ask you what you headed to the west for?

[Krayzie Bone]
I got a partner, got a plan for some dough
And if you down you can pick up yourself a pretty penny
Be in town in a minute, now be sure if you wit it

[Thug Queen]
We hurry 'for the sunrise
Gotta stalion, for ya parter to ride
Hit the saloon for the moonshine
Down for whatever lets ride lets ride

[Krayzie Bone]
These directions say we got to Tucson Arizona
When we arrive we cop a place we can bunk
And meet my boy in the morning for details and hookups

You betta count your money (Repeat 4X)

[Krayzie Bone]
Rise and shine, good morning howdy
Nine o clock we meet my boy in the saloon in the valley
Now I done came along way I don't wanna be late

[Thug Queen]
Tell him we make it to him
You know where we at (Move Out!)

Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up (Move out!) (Repeat 4X)
You betta count your money (Repeat 2X)

[Layzie Bone]
I'm peepin Krazyie's wanted poster in the saloon
So I assume it'll be trouble round here pretty soon
Glance across the room I see this youngster gettin ready to fight
But if he mess up the night, I think that Krayzie just might take his life
So I approach him at a pause
Look man I really don't wanna brawl, why don't you chill
Before the them laws come messing up this master plan
Since y'all 'ready rowdy I just ask ya man, hey
You want some work, well partna put in ya bid
Now by the was whats ya name they call me Layzie the kid

[Powder P]
The names Powder P can I get a twelve gauge
Outlawed everyday on the front page
Mr Kid, if you give me the low down
Me and Blackjack, we ready for the showdown
With two double barrels pointed at whatever
We'll stick together, I'm perdy clever

[Layzie Bone]
So saddle up jump on the bandwagon
Because its all goin down
I heard a guy run in the bar screaming Krayzies in town

[Krayzie Bone]
Now when we get to the saloon, you don't worry
Wait outside and dont' be stealin nobodys damn horses
Stepped inside the bar, Layzie Kid, you son of a gun!

[Layzie Bone]
Hey man I'm glad you made it safely
Now let's go have some fun
And this my partner powder hes a young gun

[Power P]
Howdy

[Krayzie Bone]
Mighty glad to meet you son
Oh yeah you know I also brought a friend along
Meet thug queen the horse peddler
Stragler, just met her

[Thug Queen]
Howdy partner
Already got the horses saddled up

[Layzie Bone]
I hope you good at robbing banks
Like you rustle that cattle

[Powder P]
Now y'all
Its gon be gettin dark real soon

[Krayzie Bone]
I think you right
I say we move (c'mon) let's move out!

Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up (Move out!) (Repeat 4X)
You betta count your money (Repeat till fade)

[Eazy-E]
Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six
Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick
Nigga plottin', ahhhh
Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin
1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear
Cock my nine, and i'm out the window
Drunk as fuck and high off that indo
Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.
And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me
Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand
I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand
I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up
Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin
Don't get caught sleepin

[Layzie]
Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now
Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down
On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious
Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep
and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous
Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man
Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane
See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl
Watch out for the nightfall,when them come, mo murder be a nigga style
Mo murder, me comin to serve ya
Judgement day, me reapin
Lil Lay on the deep end
So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin
Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs
Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this
Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em

[Krayzie]
[It's on on on] Nigga let's killa killa killa
Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down
Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down
Steady flip when I bang, bang, man
Flippin I roll with me gun
Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang
And it's all the same
They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder
They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled
rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya
Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost
Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim
Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him
Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud
Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves
Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,
creepin up under your dome, it's seepin
When the sawed off get to creepin,fall victim

[Bizzy]
Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims
Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga
put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now
Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down
What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried
P.O.D. d when it comes to ride
Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night
Once inside, forgettin about remorse
Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down
Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now
I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat
Not never to mention never to mention
It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly
But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me
And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity
Well I got a clique see
My niggas up out of the woods reapin
Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?

[Wish]
Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder
Killer when the night falls
And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya
Don't run, run, run, I like my knife
Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life
Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya
But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface,that psycho and that killa Ripsta
Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya
Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches
When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches
Leave no witnesses