It's Krayzie Bone
It's Krayzie Bone
It's Krayzie Bone
It's Krayzie Bone
Homie, y'all don't know me, mighta heard my name
Ain't nobody feelin' hold me, not in this game
Homie, y'all don't know me, know me
Mighta heard my name, name
But ain't nobody goin' to hold me, especially in this game
Excuse me, but do you know me?
You've seen me on TV an' in the video
Got caught up in 'Crossroads', forgot that we was criminals
That's right, we them same niggaz to come up from nothin'
To what up with them figures
Nigga, my album got better thangs
An' people changed when I got in the game
Niggaz call me, I don't even know how you know my name
How the fuck you get my number? What the fuck is goin' on?
Then I got these haters leavin' threats on my phone
They messages be records that they made just for me
I'm not on that, don't give a fuck if you rap faster than me
But when it come to bein' the realest niggaz that ever did it
You know Bone Thugs gonna be contendin' for that position
Listen, if y'all niggaz wanna trip with us
Bomb ya, fall witcha dick in the dust
Get up, what up? Thought ya had me figured out, but you didn't
Remember next time, that last time
That nigga wasn't bullshittin'
Homie, y'all don't know me, mighta heard my name
Ain't nobody feelin' hold me, not in this game
Homie, y'all don't know me, know me
Mighta heard my name, name
But ain't nobody goin' to hold me, especially in this game
Homie, y'all don't know me
Y'all mighta heard my name once or twice
Don't start none drama, won't be none drama
'Cause however they want it
They can come get it, believe I got it
Can't be faded, keep thinkin', ?Krayzie ain't really crazy?
Haters, that pressin' me to make me show this lately
Afraid that they mistaken that they thinkin'
Kray ain't hip, hip, hip
To those who pose as friends
But are phony before they can infiltrate
But can't imitate us for long
They better not come talkin' no shit 'cause I'm servin' 'em some
An' fuck whatcha heard, believe whatcha see, please
Dap is cheap, dramatical action speaks
Did you hear it, hear it?
I know ya feel it, feel it, the twelve gauge eruption
Homie, y'all don't know me, mighta heard my name
Ain't nobody feelin' hold me, not in this game
Homie, y'all don't know me, know me
Mighta heard my name, name
But ain't nobody goin' to hold me, especially in this game
We got a game full of clones that can't hold they own
So they be fast to bite, nigga don't like Bone
Then why the fuck you rappin' like me, bastard?
You know you like it, nigga's funny
Be bobbin' they head to my music
But when they see me, they mean muggin'
Keep lookin' ugly, niggaz but just don't jump
'Cause I'm a nervous nigga an' I'll buck, buck, buck
Thug haters, they get me violent, cops make me riot
You bitches make me sick an' tired, sin keeps me wide up
An' I needs to be high, just for fuckin' with y'all
An' I dedicate this one to all them bustas, I knew would fall
Had to get rid of the dead weight that was holdin' me down
The Thug line officials an' it's goin' down
So wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, dawg
No need, don't even try to fade us, y'all
Who the nigga in the halls, big balls? That's Sawed Off Slim
Don't try to get with him 'cause playa, playa
Homie, y'all don't know me, mighta heard my name
Ain't nobody feelin' hold me, not in this game
Homie, y'all don't know me, know me
Mighta heard my name, name
But ain't nobody goin' to hold me, especially in this game
You don't know me, homie, y'all don't know me
You don't know me, mighta heard my name
You don't know me, ain't nobody feelin' hold me
You don't know me, not in this game
-Intro-Krayzie & Keef G-
(Hello) What's up nigga? (What's crackin' my nigga?) Got a problem down here man (What?) These motherfuckin' police down here tryin' to set a nigga up (You bullshittin') Tryin' to plant guns and dope in my car (Where you at?) I broke the fuck out but they got me hepped up in the alley (Well, what's happenin') So what I want you to do is get the Thug Nation niggas on the phone (Right) and let's ride on these motherfuckers once and for all my nigga
Krayzie
These police is got me runnin' for my freedom, hittin' the fences I can't see 'em/ Settin' me up, bitches threaten to wet me up and arrest me, fuck/ Some shit they're tryin' to plant in my ride/ They said they found a pound of a weed and dirty nine that I had stashed at the side/ And on top of that they said I was wanted for playin' with guns/ Now watch LeathaFace run fast through the alley, here they come/ I hear sirens, I'm desperate, they gettin' closer to catchin' me/ I need to make it to safety cauze haters is sweatin' me/ I'm almost through the alley but a police car cut me off/ I guess he through I was stopped, but I jumped right up, over, and out/ Ran two blocks up and now a niggas dippin' through the projects/ Shit is gettin serious man cauze now the po-po's poppin' and I'm dodgin' them bullets/ Fucked around and found a place to hide/ Let them motherfuckers ride by, but they gots to die/ Call my nigga Keef-G, nigga meet me at the hide out, tonight's the night niggas ride out
-Chorus-Krayzie-
We silently, we violently, despise police, entirely (We just dont give a fuck about, we never gave a fuck about â'em/ We just dont give a fuck about, never gave a fuck about â'em, just don't give a fuck about 'em)
Keef G (Krayzie)
LeathaFace gimme a minute, a minute I'm ready to swoop, swoop 10 and out, H-2 we bulletproof/ Can we make it to the safe house and I'm tellin' you man, let them touch you, don't have to worry â'bout Saddam Hussane; We got a hundred Thug Nation Souljahs, bitch, every state, all black, lil' chrome with a motherfuckin' right up face (I say we spray the place, blow up they motherfuckin' precincts and kill everybody, nigga what 'chu think?) Sit back watch this (?) meet a motherfucker/ Hit him hard, burn rubber, watch a nigga hit the button/ We gon' tear these fuckin' pigs out/ This is for the niggas get slammed on the hood tops, niggas goin' all out (Pull up to the curb and keep the car runnin'/ First, when I come out that motherfucka, nigga start gunnin', you ready?) I'm ready (Toss a fire bomb through the door and when them niggas start to run, pick 'em, niggas fall like dominos)
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Keef G (Krayzie)
We bout to show â'em â'bout this house quake/ Potential to blow up some windows/ Crooked cops chalked out, now they the victims/ Plus, nigga what 'chu done did? We gon' talk bout that later, deal with this shit, real nigga, trill shit (This meal ticket got ya trippin' huh? They wanna lynch a nigga it's simply cauze my position kinda large/ Got enough niggas to start a million thug march/ Killas, niggas, with no regard for tha laws) Don't worry about a damn thang, we gon' roast a pig/ Call my Thug Nation Souljahs and my Bone Thug nigs/ We ain't goin' for the banana in the tail pipe or the peace pipe/ Let's see how many niggas down to die tonight (Now tell me what'cha gonna do when the motherfuckin' thugstas come for you, for you, for you... What 'cha gonna do when the motherfuckin' thugstas come for you, and we shoot...)
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Krayzie talking to police
(Crooked Police Department, this is Sergeant Kick-ass.) Yeah, listen up you slimey pig motherfucker. (What the hell did you say?) Shut the fuck up and listen up. Now you motherfuckers want a war with the Thug Nation nigga, you motherfuckers bring it. Cauze it's tired of you motherfuckers comin' down on our block settin' niggas up and harrassin' motherfuckers all the goddamn time. Now whenever you motherfuckers want it ya'll motherfuckers bring it down to the block nigga (Who the hell is this?) That ain't important. You just tell your squad next time they come down to this motherfucker patrollin' they better watch the fuck out cauze we will shoot your ass, we will bust back motherfucker. That's right motherfucker, niggas is buckin' back in Duece Double O Tre motherfuckers {gunshot}
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[Chorus] 2x
You been talkin', now we caught you
Bitch now its on
Thug line nor I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
About you jumpin' up, actin' like you Krayzie
'Cause you Hollywood niggas can't fade this
[Verse 1]
Turn off that muthafuckin' radio
And put in a CD or a tape
And let them thug niggas show
We comin' to invade your space
In your face like "Ho hey!"
The original, criminal, blowing up on these niggas
Give them something to listen to
Is Right back up in the house
Mastermind of rap or crime
Another clack of a nine
Damage your spine (spine)
Mash us and blast at your mind
Niggas really think i'm carin'
What they sayin' like they scarin' me
But all they talk is noise
I'm not a toy, so boy don't play with me
Thug Line, Thug Line
And yeah thats my clique (thats it)
And if niggas wanna trip
Then we can do this shit
I'm not no muthafucking ho-nigga
I came but i can go
So nigga come on
And let me know what you down to die for
Stay strapped these days cause i don't know who to trust
So I just point my gun everywhere when I bust
Fuck these niggas
I'm in your city, your TV and your radio
So don't act like i'm hiding
Nigga, y'all are just some scary-hoes
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2]
Why niggas be actin' like they know me?
Then talkin' my shit
All on my dick
Now nigga you know what we call them (A bitch, bitch)
I'm running from nobody and nothing
Motherfuck them if they coming
We'll be waiting with the pumps
And bucking slugs into they stomach
A hundred mini-missles won't miss you
I can bet you we hit you
Split 'em, get rid of 'em
10 of them, at the same time killin' em
Keep my presence to a minimum
But i'm in your vision
Every time you see the thug line
I'm on the front line
I love mine
I'm tellin' you now
We on a mission with no mercy
Wanna know how bad we wan't it?
Just say we thirsty for it
And any nigga trying to get up in my way
Might i say, them bitches beggin' for a beatin'
So we left 'em bleedin'
Competition (competition), to me is an enemy
So think before you come try to get in it with me
So you can frown all you want to
Get loud all you want to
But now we see you
What you gon' do?
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]
Now if y'all really trying to get in some action
You heard my song
Come nigga, get at me
And bring your family
'Cause we really need to practise
"Walk it, don't talk it", I say this time after time
Have the same nerve and courage when we see you outside,
Online, all right
Lets get this party started, spark it
Thug style, showin' em love
But we stay heartless regardless
Hit 'em with bomb shit
Better ring the alarm
Its the thuggish ruggish niggas
Bustin' the guage with one arm
Like Vietnam, the enemies expendable, so fuck 'em
First time we warn 'em
Second time we storm 'em
Nigga, you don't get no three shots
We not playin', and I know they understand
They tried to test the man
But the man was really a man
So its the plan
Stay heated heavy and ready to die
If not then eat a magnum full of hollow point shots
I'm just tryin' to make my profit,
Get up out of this shit
But until then I gotta cock my shit (I cock my shit)
[Chorus 2x]
This is how we do it, when we do it
This is how we do it, when we do it
This is how we do it, when we do it
This is how we do it, when we do it
Doesn't it feel good to see us make money?
Feel good like everyday's sunny
Feel good see us takin off?
Doesn't it feel good to see us ball?
And they can't take it from us at all
And if you agree that we won't fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"
Back at'cha, it's the thug with the most droppin more Thuggish Ruggish on ya
Krayzie keepin it flaming, so indeed it's fire for ya
Water, don't need none let it burn
Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em turn
Be concerned with these words I got
Whatever they sayin about the Line, we better kill 'em
'Cause I got up and I got mine don't mean I'm trippin
Really left niggaz behind to handle business
They don't understand I'm in it to win it
Thug out with a crowd full of criminals and killers
So pump your fists if ya feel it, hear me
We in it to keep it the realest
With my regime, Thugline team, coming to kill something
Close to 30 million sold and still thuggin, still strugglin
Wassup with Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I tell them, I don't know
Can't think no more excuses when niggaz don't show
We came up from poor, and I'm not going back to poor, no
Doesn't it feel good to see us make money?
Feel good like everyday's sunny
Feel good see us takin off?
Doesn't it feel good to see us ball?
And they can't take it from us at all
And if you agree that we won't fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"
For the love of money, I keep it funky
Just thuggin back down in the ghetto
Sleep in the PJ's they let me so I love 'em back
By keepin it real, givin 'em shit that they can feel
Like hustlin need more than a mil
Like how to make it on these streets and not be killed before you get grown
Let a nigga go on 'cause he chose to live his life wrong
All I know is life is already short
And you can bring your non-exsistance closer if you want
Trust me, you don't nigga, live on, get'cha thug on (thug on)
Make you some cheese, get some weed and go get your buzz on
But must of all you gotta stay sucka-free, them bustas out ya mix
That go for anything you do and they go all to jail, I don't trip
I share a hater to the side, devil ass nigga
Always fuckin up my vibe, that's right now, nigga
You done meet Krayzie Bone, you ain't meet Leatherface
And I don't think you wanna though, no
Doesn't it feel good to see us make money?
Feel good like everyday's sunny
Feel good see us takin off?
Doesn't it feel good to see us ball?
And they can't take it from us at all
And if you agree that we won't fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"
My nigga, cover your ears and fuck what you heard (heard)
'Cause it's about they bullshit they be talkin, why?
Niggaz in my business like they my bitches, got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot)
Run up, touch me, get burned, nigga
Said they saw me at the Source out on the floor, dropped (what?)
Chickenhead bitch from Miami said we was runnin when the war popped
Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga rollin with me
What shut you puff? My niggaz hold on the B
For most of them niggaz they want peace when we meet
Like we ain't be hearin what they be saying on the streets
So we gotta bring the heat
Speak if you want, but keep it to a mumble
Speak louder than a whisper, oh and we gonna get'cha
Y'all Don't Know Me, ain't that what I told 'em?
Hope they knowin these pistols real's that we toat, jokin
Naw nigga, we for real in the field
Believe what you want, but you suckas know the deal
Doesn't it feel good to see us make money?
Feel good like everyday's sunny
Feel good see us takin off?
Doesn't it feel good to see us ball?
And they can't take it from us at all
Krayzie, E-40, and Gangsta Boo:Thug Mentality 1999
E-40
Krayzie Bone, E-Feezie-Fonzarezi & Gangsta Boo. What?
Krayzie and Gangsta Boo
It's the end of the world and still niggas ain't got no satisfaction (We can't
get no...)
It's the end of the world, muthafuckers ain't got no satisfaction (satisfaction)
-Refrain-
We starvin' as we chase the paper, and trust it, man/ Nigga, man, niggas hate
you/ Fuck 'em, get your gun and get your cheese
We got just a lil' time left/ If I'm not mistaken, the year is '99/ But we don't
really know when we gon' die/ Shit, most
niggas don't know how they still alive on this unmerciful, wicked planet/ If you
can't pay for your life, you're gonna vanish...
E-40
You're lookin' at livin' proof; renovated, condemned, duplex, pots and pans/
Leaks in the roof, dirty dishes, no dishwasher
soap, no medical coverage, bad case of Strep throat(strep throat) Mama thinks
she got arthritis/ My neighbor caught hepatitis
from a simple yawn/ They say it's airborne/ We ain't got no street lights; they
all broken; just take a trip throu Vallejo
Richmond, and Oakland, and everyday it's a funeral/ He was my numero uno, but I
can't bring him back/ All I know is he was
stressin', takin' anti-depressants (What they do?) They found him dead in the
trunk of his Cadillac/ And I'm so withdrawalled
All I could think about is revenge/ Always check up, always pullin' licks, and
doin' dirty work for dividends
He took the bullet for me/ I'm the one that really robbed the place/ Boy, I've
been tryin' to paper-chase
-Refrain-
Gangsta Boo
I done grew up in the game, baby/ Ain't nothin changed; Lil' money, lil' fame,
baby/ I'm still the same, baby
Lady's gotta make it, I can't be takin' no losses/ I'm the bomb of the party,
always askin', "Where are the dollars?"
Now I know you hate me, cuz I hooked up with Krayzie, baby/ I'm with whatever
that pay me/ Gangsta Boo be with it
Be with it, so what the fuck? I'll see you at the end of the year, so good
luck...
-Refrain-
Krayzie
I made it, and I know it's almost over; Call in the soldiers/ Better be ready to
bomb back on 'em/ Know your enemy's position
at all time; where they at and how much power they hold and how many soldiers
they got down the road
But in the meantime, you make your money/ Even if you strike it rich, you better
hustle like you hungry for your paper...
These days only ways that pays can save you/ Livin' your life is like a task, if
you ain't got the cash/ Nigga, mad at the world
as I put my mask over my face, and I grabbed the magnum pistol with the stash in
the bag/ I'm doin' a pop pop, so drop
And take it as a loss and chalk it/ Now you can take your life and keep on
walkin' (Just keep on walkin') or be killed for tryin'
to deny me a meal/ I do what I gotta do/ Let's keep it real for niggas in the
hood upon the block/ Let 'em know they understood
Buckin' shots, nigga, me livin' raw mentality war/ So paranoia got me sleepin'
on the floor, watchin' the door
This no-win situation of tryin' to stay alive until we die/ And anyway you go,
we won't make it/ No way to shake your fate
You better take advantage of your life while you can; get rich, kick back,
relax, spend your money, man/ I'm all about paper
Sorry, no party tonight, the year is 1999/ Last year to get your money, right
-Refrain-
E-40
That's real. You undersmell me? Suckers do what they can; playas do what they
want, dig it? Charlie Hustle, everytime up in
your talk. Yeah, face it. Krayzie Bone, Gangsta Boo, fuckin' they nose like
this. This how we fuckin' they nose up, dig it
nigga? Yeah, paper chasin', nigga. Paper route (paper route) You undersmell me?
We starvin'. You undersmell me nigga?
Yeah, don't let the marbles control you. eah, chest-high up in the marbles,
nigg...
Chorus
Scandalous,scandalous,scandalous
Scandalous niggas wont ease up tonight
Niggas on the street dont sleep until we eat it
We won't ease up tonight
even if it means we got to pop 'em
For the profit,we drop 'em
They,they,they die,they die,they die
Murda mo'
Kill some more
Murda mo'
Gotta kill some more
Scandalous,scandalous,scandalous
Scandalous niggas wont ease up tonight
All my niggas better get that cash
until we get the cash
we wont ease up tonight
even if it means we got to pop 'em
For the profit we drop 'em
They,they,they die,they die,they die
Murda mo'
Kill some more
Murda mo'
Gotta kill some mo'
verse 1:
Oh,we dont have no money
We gotta get money for food on the table
For feedin the youngins
We steadily strugglin thuggin
Broke and we sellin more dope
Both the dummies and dum-dums
Come on back
Purchase some more
Now whether we mobbin or stick up a store
Fin to get us some dough
My niggas desperate
We aint ate shit since yesterday
but we got a gauge and plenty of shells
I'm smellin money--cash money
(money,money,money)
First baller we see
We run and buck him
Don't give him a chance to reach
all up under his seat
Now,what if he pull out some heat?
Shit,then we really got to kill him
Aint even worth it my nigga
Give up the dough
Dont flex!
My nigga dont try to be no hero
and be glad we only shot you in your legs
Could have been your head
Now what if that there victim was me?
Gettin robbed by these niggas that we
used to be
Id be muthafuckin dead!
Chorus
Verse 2:
You know what we doin up on them police?
We never did love them
Muthafucka we buck 'em
We lucky they die
pullin that heat and beat 'em
Get your pump and we kill 'em all until we rise
If youre feelin me
Pick up your shit,nigga
Cause it's realer than realer,
than realer,than realer,than realer than
most of them niggas
Youre rollin with them niggas,hoes
And im knowin this
Pump up the revolution
Nigga,we go when you come
Join us in a battle and victory
Go down in history
This aint no mystery
Fuck 'em
Let the law end
Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open
Dump 'em all in
We can get down on them po-po
When we finished
They aint trippin no more
Get ready
Leave one of us (?)
So my troopers got something to hope for
When we rumble,crash,collide
Now we lockin up the enemy
What that guy did to me was crude and rude
And dont give a fuck about rules
We done been screwed
Been runnin the streets to long
We know every corner,cut,and alley
So when youre patrollin
Dont pull over the wrong Caddy
Never knowin whats on our minds
Were steadily bustin at these po-po
For the hard times
Chorus
Money,money,money
Shit dont be funny when you aint got no
money (money,money)
Bein rich is the shit cause you live so
lovely (lovely,lovely)
Never have to worry
About where you gon sleep or be hungry
(hungry,hungry)
But that's only if you got money
(money,money)
Ooh,ooh,ooh
If murda makes me richer
Then ill be a killa
Buck buck fuck where my thugs at?
Where the fuck my thugs at?
Are you ready for war?
Got to be ready for war
Forward march, pull out your weapon
Aim directly for the heart
Buck the brain and make sure everything stop
And listen to the shells drop
As we steady poppin' round after round
Off trumpets fade around us
Bailin' through the motherfuckin' mud
And rain niggas on a mission
Shirt full of bloodstains but I'm still livin'
'Cause I got the will and the skills
To make it out the killin' field alive and killin' still
This the type of shit I make you want got our suits on
Knowin' and willin' to die with our boots on
Dressed in fatigues this is real we ain't no actors
We don't wear this shit for no fashion
You'll see how real it is when we start blasting
Fake niggas always shoot real blanks
We in the steel tanks
If this was real they'd probably crumble
How you come to rumble
When you scared of what's in the jungle, nigga
Why you tell them people you was killas
I put this on my dead thugs
When they jump we gon' tear it up
Torpedo one, bomb, torpedo two to see the destruction
Military minded so will win
Strategize, that's all I'm fuckin' 'bout is strategies
It's all about reality and nigga that's me
Buck buck fuck where my thugs at?
Where the fuck my thugs at?
Are you ready for war?
Got to be ready for war
Before we fight, I use my mind to pin the situation
Makin' sure the enemies weak before we invade 'em
Then we break 'em, organization is a factor
Comin, from the warrior slash the mad rapper
Makin, pushes jump out the bushes troopers attack
And the heads of the adversaries bring 'em back to me
If you scared you the first nigga dead and the field is gettin' deeper
Drama getting thicker so I pull my pistol quicker
Kill 'em all if they ain't on your team
But watch out for the spies trying to infiltrate
The scene know what I mean
We headed for the justice center
Free all the convicts and let the killas ride with us
Yeah, let's fuck some shit up and get rid of
The law of course voluntarily or by force
This shit just goes on and on
It don't stop until the body rot and they casket drop
In the W A R we are the mighty, the mighty
The mighty, mighty warriors ready
If they spittin' we gone send them bitches slugs
Back it's like that buck buck buck
Buck buck fuck where my thugs at?
Where the fuck my thugs at?
Are you ready for war?
Got to be ready for war
Thugs everywhere, you see them niggas wanna be 'em
Meet the real thuggish, ruggish niggas out of Cleveland
The wasteland warriors wild execution style
Find your body smelling foul
I stay thugged out and enhance my thug mentality
Gotta keep my mental sharper than a pencil
Got bullets in the clip though and you in danger
If you anger me nigga you'll me the one that's in the chamber
Paranoia, don't get too close
I'll blow your fuckin' head right off your shoulders
'Cause everything to me is war I'm livin' in horror
I'll die before captured
(Fuck that)
Fuckin' with these niggas down to the last clip
Remember the casualties dearly departed
Keep poppin' at these coppers
And we'll drop 'em in your honor
You can rest in peace, your killas deceased
Where my thugs at buck buck
Get 'em up so I can see 'em
Buck buck fuck where my thugs at?
Where the fuck my thugs at?
Are you ready for war?
Man, what the fuck is we gone do, man?
Shit, man, I can't believe this shit, man
Them motherfuckers done killed him
We got to ride for this nigga
On them old hoe ass niggas
I say we ride over right there, right now
That's what I'm talking about, let's roll
As we delve through the mud and rain
Straight shots of tongue ease the pain
As we put to rest one of my niggas
That got cut up and lost half his brain
Shit, ain't the same niggas is dangerous
Buckin' like it's the thang to bust
When I looked at my nigga fucked up
I couldn't help thinking this could've been aimed for us
Niggas do hate like that, nigga, you never know
He say a friend but I smell foe
So I sit back and wait for the day niggas try to kick in my door
So I sleep with the big fo-fo
But what if I fuck up and pull it too slow
You know what they say, gotta go, gotta go
What if I be the one breathing no more, oh well
When I die I want all my motherfuckers to ride
(For me)
On the niggas that did me killed, me committed my homicide
Gather up after the funeral and pull out all the big guns
(Posse up)
Go through every hood poppin' till somebody tell you somethin'
How in the fuck can I rest in peace when I wasn't ready to die
So I'm begging my niggas to get my revenge
And do it the same night they put me under
Now I'm gone but this thug shit gone live on
Just write on my tombstone he was that thuggish ruggish bone
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(Nigga, you never know when you gone die)
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(Say never know when it could be you)
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(They leave yo house and don't come back)
Murda mo niggas gone kill some more
(This shit is real and oh, so true)
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(Nigga, you never know when you gone die)
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(Say never know when it could be you)
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(They leave yo house and don't come back)
Murda mo niggas gone kill some more
(This shit is real and oh, so true)
When I die I wanna see about a hundred niggas cryin'
Lying, talkin' 'bout they all love Ryan
And Joey too, you should've seen him at the funeral
Sporting the top hat tuxedo was royal blue murder who
Nigger, I died in the car chase shot
The place like the last scene in Scarface
Now I'm in the far place chillin' in the whites of the sky
Terror Squad till the day I die
I'ma thug, I'ma die high O.D. off the la-la
Niggas tell me get off that weed, I'ma keep smoking on that thai
Nigga, fuck that, I'ma keep hittin' that
(Puff puff)
Till my lung collapse, what's wrong with that?
You hypocrite, just a little bit you know you down with it
It's all good in your hood having laughs
Puff weed to clear my cataracts
Never thought I'd see the inside of an ambulance
But now I'm there too many dead brain cells
Runnin' 'round inside my head
That's when I died my eyes were blood shot red
Now picture me dead, still getting head in the coffin flossin'
Bitches fightin', cryin', tryin' to get a bigger portion
My niggas talkin', figuring how to get my fortune
While I'm lost in space waiting for Satan and his horseman
Walkin' through fire sparkin' my lighter cloud the sky up
Rising higher and higher, eye to eye with my messiah
Viya Con Dios as I cross the gates of hell
I faced the devil with a shovel and told him brace yourself
Reporters steady ask why KB be talkin' 'bout murder on all the songs
I say 'cuz I could step out the door, somebody could pop and I'm gone
Then they wanna know why I pack chrome for one I'm paranoid
Smoking too much of that weed, what's that I just heard a noise
Get the 12 gauge and I call my boys
Motherfuckers is plottin' to get me, I know when I'm dreaming this
So that's the meaning of this
Nine millimeter heater strapped with infrared beams and shit
So nigga don't trip the reaper, seem to be getting closer
So I'm running from that motherfucker swervin' and duckin' murder
Pistol grip pump protected by the gauge
Mr Sawed-Off Leatherface reload the clip and into the crowd I spray
Murder murder, mo murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
Shit, it's selling but what they ain't telling niggas is that it's real
But you better realize for it be you in the casket dropped
Better get you ass a shotgun and go get a plastic glock
Nigga, don't take murder for no joke, that's like slittin' your own throat
But I tell you what'll help for sure is if you bust back at them hoes
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(Nigga, you never know when you gone die)
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(Say never know when it could be you)
Murda mo, niggas, gone kill some more
(They leave yo house and don't come back)
Murda mo niggas gone kill some more
Chorus-
Tell me... What would you do if they took the fame back from you? took the game back on you? Took the name back?
Krayzie
I fell asleep n had a dream that I fell off in the game, nigga no more glammer, no more fame no mo bitches or bank. I cant even buy me a 50 sack 'cause Im broke. Been tryin ta get me a rap deal but they dont love me no mo. Now its serious 'cause niggas are befriended me, now everybody my enemy. Could it really be niggas pretendin ta be my friends 'cause I had the dividends? As I really did I guess I'm not tha shit now, huh? I'm tellin ya niggas ya better hope that I dont rebound, uh. I had money, quick fast money, the cash money, I flashed money, but I should'a been smart enough to stash money. Now I'm back on the black I'm marchin back ta square one, n I got a pocket full'a stones, damn I wish I'd wake up. But I kept dreamin I was slangin rocks, while watchin for cops, n I kept my nine millimeter glock cocked, case it had ta be shot. I went from makin platnum records ta stugglin back in the ghetto. Chasin paper like I'm crazy, but it aint nuttin but tha devil. I dont care though, I was willin ta risk it all, even my life, (thats right) I had already lost it all, even my wife. So I'm ready to die. Fuck my girl n fuck the world. If I dont get some cash somebody's ass gunnin be deader than a mutha fucka n I aint laughin. I'm used ta livin lavish, havin fancy material. I used ta be a rapper, but shit now I'm a criminal. I'm livin low, feels like I can die right here. This dream really dunn turned into a nightmare.
-Chorus-
Krayzie
Now shit is serious, 'cause I gatta get some paper today. I'm thinkin bout rollin up on some bustas, pullin my guage out n spray. (buck buck buck) Better yet I'm thinkin bout robbin a bank, before ya now it I'm at the safe with a gun at the back'a the bank tella. Hey fella, Imma need all ya chedda. LeathaFace down, so they wont get now description. Up in the safe now. If you got some children you'll listen. Look nigga just dont piss me off, 'cause I'm already tickin. N can roll with the menace, so chill with the conversation. So pop this combination, now.
-Chorus-
Krayzie
aww shit Im back in the mix, he opened the safe, im finna be rich. I filled that sack with some chips. Im thinkin Im bout to dip, this nigga done hit the switch. so, on reflex I shot him. Didnt want to, but I got him reight between the eyes. I droped him, as a murder case. Grabbed the money n run out the door, tha po-po was waitin fa sho. So I did the only thing I know, let off. shot buck buck buck. Dipped ta the cut, ta the getaway car. Then I pumped the trunk incase I had drama. Im havin drama, they got me trapped in tha back'a tha alley. I'm runnn' behind a bucket, grabbin the pump n I'm ready ta buss' it. Helocopters was hoverin over me, real quick I got ta do somethin. I start runnin, buckin tha guage, refuse to be stuck in a cage. I'd rather be numb in a grave, then bein here fucked in the cage. to late to save me now LeathaFace comin crazy now. Get out my way 'cause the guage is cocked. I spit at two niggas flammin hot slug. Get up n shoot n move, lets do this, ready move, with nothin ta lose. Done already lost it, if you was smart you'd back up off me coppers. Aw shit they let off shots n got me dead in the chest. I knew they got me 'cause my t-shirt was wet. (pump...)I'm bearly breathin, I'm thinkin I'd be dead soon, but I passed out n woke up right back in my bedroom.
-Intro-Krayzie-
These motherfuckers know they wanna be like us. Shit, nigga turn on your motherfuckin' radio, what the fuck you here? Motherfuckers tryin' to be us. I don't give a fuck nigga. These motherfuckers is on our dicks nigga.
Krayzie
They want a thug, couple slangin' drugs, havin' a rough life in the ghetto slums, and tote real metal guns/ They wanna do time, they wanna get high like us, they wanna spit ryhmes, they wanna be fly like us, but niggas can't ride like us (No) They try to act like, look like, rap like/ They try get like the thugs but they never sound like shit/ Man, I be trippin' whenever I do turn on my radio/ It sound like me, but I don't remember when I made it though (Damn!) Yo what ever happened to bitin? What ever happened to writin' and bein' original on your own shit, cauze I don't like this/ One rapper do somethin' then other rapper go doin' the same thang/ The only difference is bein' that niggas don't be usin' the same name/ I'm knowin' the game changed, but niggas there's gonna be rules/ Cauze niggas is actin' like fools/ I'm talkin' about niggas that ain't paid dues/ And ya'll dont flattery me no more/ Get off my dick, stay off my shit, pay cost to this and while you at it, lay off the twist nigga
-Chorus-Krayzie
Everybody wanna be us (rap like, rap like) Everybody wanna be us (like me, like me) Everybody wanna be us (act like, act like)Every every every every/ Everybody wanna be us (rap like, rap like) Everybody wanna be us (like me, like me) Everybody wanna be us (act like, act like) Everybody wanna be us (like me, like me)
Krayzie
Every Every Everybody wanna be us, and thinkin' they lovin' the thugs/ When we ride, we get live, we get oh so so so high/ Ain't no niggas lovin' me, inspired by the game to get on my paper chase/ Cool niggas from the streets they keeps them heat and guaranteed to send 'em flames, flames, flames/ Everybody wanna be somebody, but don't nobody wanna be they self/ All I hear is niggas rappin' like this one or that one, tryin' to sound like somebody else, no creativity
-Chorus-Krayzie (Bruce)-
(Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us... Every, every, everbody... Everybody wanna be a thug, thug... Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us)
Bruce Hathcock
Time is changin' and we all grown, don't you think it's time you come up with your own, own? (Wanna be like, be like... Wanna act like, act like...) Time is changin' and we all grown, don't you think it's time you come up with your own, own? (Wanna be like, be like... Wanna act like, act like...) Every, everybody...
-Chorus-Krayzie (Bruce)-
(Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us... Everybody... Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us... )
These niggaz don't know who the fuck they fuckin' with man
On the real shit nigga, this is Thugline nigga
And I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed Off Leathaface
And I dedicate this shit to all them motherfuckers who used to be down
Wanna be down, but can't never be down
And that's simple because we ain't fuckin' with no punk pussy ass nigga
You know them niggaz that always talk the real shit
But they can never walk the real shit, listen up this ones for you, for you
Soon as I hear these cheese, I'ma stick you
Like I took ya picture, Kodak smile
You know that number to dial when in need of work
I proceeds to lurk, squattin' and schemin' plottin' on demon
And it's a whole lot of semen in this dick
Packin' biscuit, once the biscuits is baked
It boils down to the risk us niggaz take
Try Asu and leave ya loable to get floored
And if you ain't fully insured you ain't just asleep
Nigga snore, I got somethin' it
(All things)
You got some Henny nigga pour it
(We can all drank)
I done lost somethin' I ain't tryin' to find and I know it's love
Even though I'm dying inside, nigga is still a thug
The company I keep be wantin' me to heat fuck boom
I don't really wanna scorn, how I'm supposed to warn?
My folk once provoked, it's on and not gradually
Casualties is random, and like I tell 'em I dump naturally
Ay, yo, ay yo whatever you, saw I seen it whatever I say, I mean it
Most of y'all bitch niggaz wasn't thugs until Bone screamed it
Recognize the wisdom fuck that nigga shootin' clips
Matter of fact I'm tired of talkin, pull you pistol keep walkin'
Catch me on the puly wearin' a hoody
Or standin' on nigga lines, stressin', conversation
About dyin' it's Thugline that niggaz be askin' who is he?
It's that nigga from Jerz, motherfucker it's K-Mizzy
Them motherfuckin' thugs is in the place to be
Fuckin' shit up it's T H U G L I N E
Got niggaz in the club killas out for blood
Motherfucker's hit the floor when we lit shit up
Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline
(Hope you ready)
Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline
(We heated heavy)
Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline
(Hope you ready)
Thugline, Thugline, Thugline, Thugline
(We heated heavy)
Do my thugs run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do my killas run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do my thugs run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do my killas run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Nigga, anyway you want, this is Thugline willin'
And ready to dump fuck 'em up, fuck 'em up
I got my line right here, here
You can step and we can jump it off right here
Fuck y'all niggaz, fuck y'all niggaz
How many niggaz you roll with that you feel is real?
How many niggaz you roll that know you gonna kill, gangsta huh?
Fuckin' with the Line it's about time someone took it over
I'ma get mine, can't wait for time 'cause it's almost over
I got wha'cha want baby, you can step but best believe
You won't play me, if you like that, throw your hands up
I know you like that, throw your hands up
Chaotic situations got a bitch stressin', holdin' the guns
Dumpin' on these trick niggaz for funds
Titties bouncin' in the lo-lo, creepin' real slow
La Femme Nikita with my heater and they don't breathe no more
So trick, hit the floor, it's that boss bitch
Nina Ross bitch, know it cost bitch, floss bitch
Got your sister hostage, you got my green if not
I lost it, I'm leavin' a corpse absence
It seems you don't understand my pockets pitfil
So it's critical that I get the dough right now
All your wants I can't satisfy needs
Can't determine do's and don'ts amplifies my greed to multiply my G's
You want war nigga? I got somethin' for niggaz
Quick to bust the fourth-fifth for more figures
Standin' on the Frontline with my fan bam, Thugline
Bloody murder all these haters tryin' to take mine
Call me the boos fighter, Frontline rider
Leathaface'll catch a case up in this place
We'll show 'em who 'bout it, 'bout it
How the dealer stole and cut it, police won't even touch it
I'm a rich nigga come to my show and bring your bitch wit'cha
Two thousand niggaz all screamin' out loud 'Fuck the law'
And all y'all niggaz mean muggin' me and my niggaz is my car
Partna don't get me started
Y'all niggaz ain't seen me get retarded in that mode I'm harmless
When her bare arms we far from harmless
This is the bomb shit so ring the alarm
Takin' over the yard, nigga Thugline's in charge
On guard a new clique, and we got new shit
These niggaz ain't nobody you wanna fool with either
So be cool with it, then niggaz won't have any problems
357 revolver is all it takes to squash an solve 'em
We all in this business to get paid but meanwhile
We gotta go fight off the enemies that hate us for these styles
Made us some cheese, now fuck the world
Tell 'em Krayzie said it, will I ever switch?
Get out the thug shit? Nigga forget it
I'm real with these niggaz, I chill with these niggaz
I kill for these niggaz, 'cause these my niggaz
That's right nigga, just do y'all niggaz know y'all fuckin' with
The niggaz that's gone put the raw back in the game
Niggaz that's 100 percent pure thug-bred, thug nigga
Ya better believe that, roll call for the soldiers
On the frontline for the Thugline, Roll Call
Asu, where you at?
(Hey, yo Thug On Da Line)
K-Mont where you at?
(Nigga, Thug On Da Line)
Wish Bone where you at?
(What, Thug On Da Line)
La Reece where you at?
(Playa, Thug On Da Line)
You niggaz knowin' where I'm at
(Nigga, Thug On Da Line the Line)
The Line yeah, yeah, that motherfuckin' thug ass
(Wish)
you can call it what you want to
'spect when we roll through
(?) yeah thats just when we bust through
swear nigga Strate thug
really nigga bowl up
laid out
black out
yall niggas fucked up
it really dont matter
they scatter
we bustin
so fuck em
let em lay
i aint really playin
niggas playin
grown ass niggas down
to me, that shit is gay
(?)
gotta go fuck in my hotel room
its about that money
that money
gotta have me some money or else
hitta nigga to the white meat
gonna get me some money
i aint gotta tell a nigga no
when you fuckin wit the Bone
better go for broke
and it really that serious better let it go
aint no telling when i might might just let it go
(Krayzie)
you mutha fuckas better wake and smell
the marijuana in hell
a little ganja
to realize you dealin with a monster
mastermind of rap and crime
ill blast your mind
im so sick but no need to call a doctor
cause you will find ill kill for this with styles
i dont need no remedy im already fixed
nigga take a hit of this
and you aint never going back to that whack shit
yall know what clique got the hits
but wait a minute
im sick of niggas gettin all the credit
for being tough guys
and aint got the balls to set it
i ran into that little nigga when i seen him in the video
he can tell that we the real aint for really hoes
just because you strike a pose
in some pretty clothes
really dont mean you niggas automatic criminals
you can fool the average joe
they dont really know
how a real nigga let the mother fucking trigger go
(chorus)
we the thuggish ruggish niggas that'll get in ya mind
with the rough and rugged lyrics that'll spit like a nine
and no matter what we give em its a hit everytime
but you know thats Bone
thats that Bone
X2
(Krayzie)
i told you nigga you dealing with a beast
from the streets of cleveland down with Eazy E
niggas give me a reason to keep the heat in the seat
right in my lap
so im in position to bust it back
(Wish)
guess whos back to shut the lights down
screaming out thug and no you aint none
gotta do something when we seem em
we gon run up on a nigga
gotta tell me something (something)
(Krayzie)
take a journey to me violent side
where riots lie
hit 'im with the silenced 9
and quiet minds
its still fuck the law
and any other mother fucker wanna run
come on
(Wish)
and its easy; it dont take much to make it blow
before you hear it
you gon feel it
stay locked and loaded
thugs like us
they dont make it
get it straight dog
we roll up
they dont like it when we roll off
(Krayzie)
mista Sawed off
creepin the fog
all yall niggas die
competition try
to see me but i doubt they can really get with the lyrical killas from the 99
spittin when i ride by
(Wish)
know what you doin when step; you can fall off
hands up
thugs coming through when we raw dog
everywhere we go yes its like that
everywhere we roll strapped to back
with thugs ready to go
(chorus) to end
Try me if you feelin' lucky
And you think you wanna fuck with me, come on
(Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Try me, every action's guaranteed
(Krayzie's on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Load up your shit and get in the car
(Come on, come on, come on)
I'm down to ride on these imposters, fake playa, gangsta thugs
And these hoes who claim they mobsters
'Cuz they cloggin' up the game
Muthafuckas is rappin', sayin' anything
And tryin' to claim everythang to get they pockets paid
I'm tellin' 'em, that's the wrong way
Can't say you thug and then be fake
Nigga, that's the point I'm tryin' state in this case
But niggas ain't feelin' me, though
So yo, I say we weed 'em out and heat 'em up
Heard you woofin', yeah, we heard 'em, let us see them nuts
And then if he really jump, more power to ya
But no matter how it go, nigga we still
Gon' be bringin' it thug style to ya, buckin', boo, yah
Checkin' these bustas do be kind of fun
Because they know when it's static
We gon' handle it however it come
And nigga whoever it's from
Sure ain't givin' a fuck who you roll with
If they human then they ain't shit, we can't control
And if they bleed and they need oxygen to breathe
Nigga ya die, never fear no man
No matter the size the bigger, the harder they fall
Got somethin' for all of y'all, especially [unverified]
Tech'll chop him up, now he ain't half the man he thought he was
I bet these niggas think they rappin' so they actin'
So we come for a little target practice aimed exactly at ya
Exactly at ya
Try me if you feelin' lucky
And you think you wanna fuck with me, come on
(Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Try me, every action's guaranteed
(Krayzie's on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Roll through my city, I see niggas watchin'
Probably plottin', schemin' to rob me, take all the money
And dump my bloody body, I'm sorry not me
I stay alarmed and be alert whether you're goin' to play or work
Make sure you got you pistol first, be ready to burst
Hesitation could bring up a fucked up situation
Like you leavin' in the body bag, zipped up, slip up that body tag
So if you spot him, blast, better him than you, huh?
I'm tellin' you now that me and my thugs
Can bring you anything that you want right out of the trunk
So, what's the bullshit?
We got some shit you can't fuck with
And nigga that be this muthafuckin' thug shit
We love this, probably gon' die because of it
Fuck it, I ain't worried about dyin' right now
My money's what's important
Hey, we livin' to die anyway, no matter if it's now or later
You gon' rest in peace, it don't get no greater
Kill 'em all and when it's time to drop the mic and go pick up a rifle
Time to fight for what we right for, see who really like war, yeah
I bet you most niggas lose as soon as they get in it
I can't afford to roll with bustas 'cuz I'm really tryin' win it
(I'm really tryin' to win it)
We fightin' to be victorious
(Victorious)
Witness the story of
(The story of)
This silent, mighty, mighty, warrior
(Warrior)
If you hear any nigga move shoot
Don't let the nigga layin' dead be you
So soldier, pick up you boots and move
Runnin' for cover 'cuz if they buck ya it's over
Just like I told ya, you can die, soldier, you can die, soldier
Try me if you feelin' lucky
And you think you wanna fuck with me, come on
(Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Try me, every action's guaranteed
(Krayzie's on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Try me if you feelin' lucky
And you think you wanna fuck with me, come on
(Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Try me, every action's guaranteed
(Krayzie's on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Try me if you feelin' lucky
And you think you wanna fuck with me, come on
(Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
Try me, every action's guaranteed
(Krayzie's on the thugline, thugline, thugline)
I done been around tha world
And everywhere be tha same song
Niggaz struggle daily gotta survive
It's worldwide, even niggaz in Paris and London be hustlin'
Doin' whatever jus to get tha money
Lookin' at the whole world flooded with thugs but you got to keep it
Real if you want to make it through to live gotta get in it to win it
And that's real really, my thugs feel me put your fists in the air yeah
Niggas comin' to the war and I'mma meet you niggas there
Ready to rumble, I swear, we coming from everywhere
Where my thugs at, where they at?
Fuck that
Nigga let's do in da enemy now, terminate 'em eliminate 'em
Takin' out our frustration on the world get 'em back for the Playa Hation
So come on we gotta roll and wouldn't you know
They ain't ready for the war
Rob tha rich take some
Give tha rest of tha poor
Make them feel the pain, two double O, O
It's the end of the road, so what you gonna do?
I'mma ride, you can die if you want to
But all them real soul jahz come on move!
Get your suits on, boots on its Juvenile
T H U G that's thug we be
(T H U G)
Across the nation pump your fist and get ready for this occasion
Better get'cha fade on, I wanna see victory
Ya better roll wit this 'cuz we splittin' 'em
Fuck that we winnin' 'em, that's thug mentality
T H U G we be
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin', thuggin' it's the way I choose to live my life
T H U G we be
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin' thuggin' thuggin' till the day I day
T H U G we be
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin', thuggin' it's the way I choose to live my life
T H U G we be
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin' thuggin' thuggin' till the day I day
Every thug, even wannabe thugs, nigga thug if you got to
Throw it up, keep it in the air
Scream it out, "Thug! Thug! Thug! Thug!"
Thuggin' till the day I die when I'm high
If you look into my eyes, you'll truly find, no kind
Like I'm
Gemini
Gotta control both sides
My Lordy Lord maintain it's hard 'cause I'm a souljah at war
Steady runnin' wit the weapons 'cause it's gettin' better
I figured it out, it's all real, if ain't then, it ain't right
Come on, if you wanna feel the thug, luv and it's real
We got the real thing baby
Got heat to burn ya, learn ya, stay out it if it don't concern ya
You don't really want to get involved wit da murder
But shit if ya want it we got it, we bringing it!
We don't stop, we gon pop shots still to the double glock glock
Never taking no shorts, no losses man
Yes, these days is still the same like, gotta make that money man
Bang gotta get down for my thang and I do it so smooth
When I'm stalkin' gat foolz, walking jack moves
Now all day run witta me shotgun, but I'm blinded so I jog
And roll wit the thuggish ruggish, bone, bone, bone, bone
(Ruggish)
That's thug mentality
T H U G we be
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin', thuggin' it's the way I choose to live my life
T H U G we be
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' till the day I day
T H U G we be
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin', thuggin' it's the way I choose to live my life
T H U G we be
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' till the day I day
Where my Detroit thugs, thugs?
Cincinnati thugs, thugs?
Where my Columbus thugs, thugs?
My Chicago thugs, thugs?
Now where my New York thugs, thugs?
Now where my Texas thugs, thugs?
My Kansas City thugs, thugs?
Where my Milwaukee thugs, thugs?
My Colorado thugs, thugs?
Where my St. Louis thugs, thugs?
Where my Atlanta thugs, thugs?
My Alabama thugs, thugs?
My New Orleans thugs, thugs?
Where my Miami thugs, thugs?
Where my Jamaican thugs, thugs?
My California thugs, thugs?
My Arizona thugs, thugs?
My New Mexico thugs, thugs?
My Puerto Rico thugs, thugs?
Thuggin', thuggin', thuggin', thuggin'
It's 1999
Guess what?
The motherfuckin' real thugs is in this motherfucker now
Always, always, what am I? What am I?
A thug always, 'ways, 'ways
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Always, always, what am I? What am I?
A thug always, 'ways, 'ways
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Always, always, what am I? What am I?
A thug always, 'ways, 'ways
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Always, always, what am I? What am I?
A thug always, 'ways, 'ways
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Niggas look out
And we in the motherfucker house
We in here now
It's going down steepin' through the crowd
Sippin' on Henny we get wild
Niggas lookin' fool
If he even move and step like he hatin', knock him out
And then keep stompin' his head in the ground
And drag him out onto the dance floor
Tell him what to stand for
Now when they came they had they pants on
We beat bitches up out their britches
Lets show 'em how to tear up a club
When they be fuckin' with the thugs
Nigga, we come to party
But I'll fuck up somebody
But y'all ain't feelin' me
Is y'all 'til one of these bullets split y'all, hit y'all?
If y'all thinkin' we some bustas or hoes or fags
Then you should meet us, see how fast we slash your ass
You wanna rumble?
I'm sick of bein' humble
Give ya everything you come here for so come on, ho
Sawed Off Slim, it don't matter
I got somethin' for him and him
And then them niggas that you bring back thinkin' you can win
Fuck your friends
Everybody talk that shit, nigga
Oh, yeah I know it
But who gonna show it, and who the ho is?
I bet a million bucks it's not us
Yeah, we might not get everybody
Somebody gonna get fucked up
(Fucked up)
You wanna come test me now?
Come now say, come now challenge me
Let a real niggas handle my business
I'm gonna finish I gotta end this, I'ma diminish this
Come follow my prophet, seeking gifts
It ain't no stoppin' me, I gotta clock G's
T H U G, pop niggas they D E A D
Bet a thug don't test me boy I trust my dogs
Hit 'em up with a left, right, spot 'em with the beam
There's five trues of mine
What am I?
A thug always
Remember the way they played back in the day
Hit 'em with AK, y'all made to hate me, baby
Woo! We comin' to really make y'all feel us
Remember that nigga Eazy-E
Labelled me and my trues black nigga killers
Nigga, the realer gravedigger, brew-swig and love bud
And if you think you can hang
Then come fuck with a thug
And I don't give a fuck if you a crip or you a blood
But when you see a thug you better show some love
Got damn, it feel good to be a thugsta
Gettin' high, smokin' weed all day
Ain't got to listen to no bitches and I'm disrespectin' laws
Just doin' it the Bone Thug way
Yeah, nigga, you gotta be crazy fuckin' with Layzie
And all these Mo Thug killers
We them ex-dope dealers and natural born cap peelers
Feel us nigga, if you want ain't of that high captain here
We kickin' that raw shit
Fuck the law shit, been screamin' it for years
Ain't no fear in my heart thanks to the Lord up above
And I got a grudge against niggas that judge, give 'em no mercy, no love
Let me see you shoot that motherfucker shoot that nigga
Ride up, slip the clip in, any trippin' niggas spit that fire
We don't need no water, let this motherfucker burn, baby
And I know they hate me say lately, Layzie actin' shady
Hey, I'm the number 1 assassin, guess they just can't understand
I fear no man, put it on my number 1 fan
'Cause I'm a stand-up true thugsta in a league of my own
The city of Thieves is my home and I don't trust nann nigga
My mentality is thug, runnin' the streets sellin' drugs
Off this nigga gettin' buzzed packin' heat off in the club
Nigga what? Nigga what?
They sayin' that Bone was split up
Just niggas jealous tellin' rumors and lies
Can eat a dick up, nigga
Nigga, stay real
Thugs get high
Why you call yourself a thug?
That's how I feel inside
And we don't wanna hurt nobody, 'body
But your fuckin' with us and we shootin' up the party
Even if you was talkin' some of that Bone shit we sayin'
Then you can bring it on because we ready, we ready
Fuckin' with us is like fuckin' with no condom
That's dumb, better play with your son
Nigga, I ain't the one
Ain't a thang changed, niggas still the same, made a little change
Sendin' bullets to brain, fuck around man
Nine millimeter come and get some, get some
Shoot 'em with them hollows 'cause you know he's got his vest on
And you didn't want it to come to this, did you?
Fuckin' with them thugs, them niggas roll through
If you really want some run
(Better run)
Fuckin' with thug niggas run, run
Yeah say nigga come on
We ready for combat but y'all ain't ready
Carry a deadly machete, shred 'em, they stretched
Now they human spaghetti
Steady smooth and very eager to bury enemies
If it be necessary, then nigga wet 'em
(Go)
And I better go get 'em
We pickin' 'em off with the heater 9-millimeter
Shit to sweep the streets make niggas retreat
That's heat
Now, I repeat if you want some nigga come and get it
'Cause we still five live and vicious
Don't get it twisted motherfucker
Run up on us whenever ya wanna get down and dirty
Still stand in the Land with the slugs and my gun in my hand
Krayzie, Layzie, bizzy, wish and flesh
Put it down to the North, South, East and West
From back in the day we claimin' the thuggish ruggish
No need to change it
Now everybody a thug
If you real throw it up but if it's fake
Kill 'em and put 'em in with the rest of them phonies
Fuck 'em and yes it's like that
Always, always, what am I? What am I?
A thug always, 'ways, 'ways
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Always, always, what am I? What am I?
A thug always, 'ways, 'ways
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Always, always, what am I? What am I?
A thug always, 'ways, 'ways
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Krayzie, bam, asu, and k-mont:thug mentality 1999
Krayzie
I'm representin' muthafuckin' thugline nigga, in 1999/ you muthafuckers wanna
Find the real thugs and hustlas, nigga?
Come to the muthafuckin' ghetto where we from/ now we're the real thugs
-refrain-
This how we livin' these days (and this is for my gangsta, gangsta, gangsta/ and
That one's for my thugsta, thugsta, thugsta)
Krayzie
Nigga, these days, we kill you much quicker to get us some paper/ you feelin'
These days, you gotta be packin' a gun; everybody your enemy/ these days, it's
Every nigga for they self
'cause it ain't no such thing as friends and wealth, so nice niggas get left/ and
That's why
These days, you gotta be raw out here on the streets/ tell 'em, these days
You can't be fuckin' with niggas that's weak/ and these days, no tellin' when
You'll meet your coffin
I seen it too often, that's why fuck flossin' I take caution/ don't trip, shit
If you're rich, you're rich
'cause if you slip, somebody waitin' to get at you/ grab your cash and split your
Shit
These days, stay on the low-low and away from po-po/ unless you're ready to pull
Your fo'-fo' and blow/ how come these days niggas wanna be the don of the mob?
They claim it, but they never qualify for the job/ these days
We bustin' at muthafuckers quicker, simply 'cause it's 1999, nigga....
-refrain-
K-mont
Hey yo, I'm straight out of the bricks, and y'all ain't worthy to serve me/ i'm
The type to jump out your bushes and bust you
With the 30,30 you want beef? I pack pistol packin' utilities/ I'm the type of
Nigga that'll send letterbombs to all my enemies
I can't even walk to the airport for bein' who I was/ the police all on my dick,
Because they recognize a thug/ nigga,
We tryin' to get money, we don't respect the police/ until us thugs unite, it
Ain't gon' never be no peace/ niggas be goin' to
School with nothin' but murda on they mind; givin' a fuck about teachers/
Bustin' shotguns and 9's/ picture the scenes
And screams and everybody runnin'/ get on your knees, and pray nigga, 'cause the
Son of the lord is comin'
You know I came in time; that's my frame of mind/ now I'm able to separate the
Deaf from the weak, dumb, and the blind
Niggas can't get none of mine/ not even some of mine/ just 'cause you got on a
Watch, nigga, don't mean you know the time
You stagnatin'/ you fags hatin' my motion/ from ocean to ocean, my magic potion
Is devotion/ the nerve to hate what i
Deserve to do wasn't a curse/ it was a signal; that's why that ass crashed,
Forgot to put on your blinker/ r.w.i.: rollin' while
Infatuated/ I graduated; now I want my masters/ y'all done agitated disaster,
And at every end's a start/ I slip in the art with
My heart and soul/ it's smart to roll, but dumb to come/ don't become the one i
Fold like a lawnchair/ you shouldn't have
Gone there/ what's the deal with the long stares? what's the purpose, jokers on
Earth surface to surface, and any problem is
Handled with same-day service? come on, come on, come on...
-refrain-
We run the blocks, stop the clocks, told the coppers to not set trip; it's our
Spot/ gave y'all shots, and let the drama pop
Don't escalate the 4-5-9, it's why we dead or alive/ point of survival/ let's
Get points with real niggas lives/ but you only see
Raw meat on streets; these niggas love their heat/ nowadays all bustas wanna
Thug like me
You see it be those ways that was so simple/ execution style to gristle/ from
The chair, heard 'em
Whistle for my nigga/ mental is money, murda, ridin', dumpin'
Head back to all of y'all since every niggas are hard and provin' they got the
Bigger balls
Scared of the laws, told what he saw and what he lookin' like/ broke him off in
The midnight
I spared his life I said this shit is tight
We so thuggish ruggish
(The motherfucking war iz on)
You better suit up and do like Krayzie Bone
'Cause the motherfucking war iz on
What you gon' do, what you gon' do, do?
Say nigga we marching, stompin' in the big black boots
With my niggas in the fatigue suits ready to shoot
Running with the AK 47
Niggas trying to survive they ain't trying to go to heaven
Motherfuckers shooting, they ain't even asking questions
It's these young ass niggas, they straight up thugged out
They killas like that little soldier boy
'Cause we livin' in the killin' field
Tombstone soldier rest in peace a real warrior
Nigga been ready for war we are
The motherfuckers on the street with the heat
Knockin' them hoes off they feet
Say boy it's a jungle out there
Get a couple casualties every year
The goal is to stay alive
The mission is to make money
The enemy, the police
We gotta bust back at 'em make some
Motherfucking examples out them assholes
We're not even concerned strike a match drop it on the gas
And let the motherfucker burn, burn, burn, baby, burn
Army strategic and I pledge allegiance to the 12 gauge Mossberg
I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed-off Leather face got a big gun in your face
Behind that bush and when they roll by
We jump out the bush make a push
Bstin' why they runnin' buckin' everything comin' murda
Y'all ain't said nothin'
Got a couple of niggas for that
Stay strapped from the front to the back
And the extra clip off in my jacket
So when I run out I restack it and pap it some more
We ready for war
So what nigga, pull your gun
That's exactly how we play
Screaming bloody murda mo all day
The buckshots spray daily all day
Money makes murders sex lies crimes fo-fives
Nines heaters jackers killa
Cap pealers and drug dealers
Snitches snakes bitches fakes
Bad breaks and heartaches
Give and take shake and bake
Boy, I gots to stack my plate
Bad news travels fast
Real mashers always mask
Give a dog a bone send him on he bound
To come home with some cash
Get you shit stack your chips, tuck your heat watch that bitch
She might be cute but listen here
My nigga that don't mean shit
Duck and dodge camouflage
My entourage is way in charge
Krayzie Bone and Dog Capone
Yeah, you know the war is on
Break a bitch shoot a snitch
Fuck a trick get your grip
Smoke, some dank pass some drank
And get off into this gangsta shit
Laying fools down Dog Pound Bone Thugs on love
And we banging from the streets to the club
So what nigga, pull your gun
That's exactly how we play
Screaming bloody murda mo all day
The buckshots spray daily all day
Check it out
Gangstas hoes, I suppose
Dip and dash cock and blast
Kurupt and Snoop Krayzie Daz
Layzie blazing up the hash
G'd as fuck gangstafied
High as the sky gangsta for life
Fuck a bitch hit a switch
Gangstas drop that gangsta shit
I'm a G, DPG, DPGC, O.G. DP
Ride on niggas blast on niggas
Dip and put the smash in niggas
It's a war It's a war
(There's a war going on)
When the was pop off where the fuck you gon be
In the front or the back city under attack
Every nigga from the nine nine front line
Marchin' with a tech nine nigga, where my thugz at
If you scared go to church motherfucker
Matter fact while you at it say a prayer for me
I'm prepared to heat, heat a nigga in the streets
With a goddamn beat my heat lose to me
Khakis suits and fatigues
Nigga dressed to kill
Nigga, yes, I will put a slug in you
Nigga what you wanna do
Cause I'm ready to shoot
And my high tech boots got me feeling bulletproof
I'm a superman nigga GI Joe
Like the wind blowing through a niggas area
More dead enemies I count up the merrier
And you ain't heard no collaboration scarier
I'm a walkin' nightmare and I'm born to die
It's a war goin' on what's happening
If you disrespecting my family
I'll be hell to tell the captain
Fuck all you playa haters and you po-pos
Fuck all you politicians this war
Dedication to the criminal nation
Let the real thugs even the score
So what nigga, pull your gun
That's exactly how we play
Screaming bloody murda mo all day
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
This is for the hustlas, hustlas
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
Come, follow me now
Back in the day we still was thuggin'
Nothin' changed, always into somethin'
Whatever you name
A young thug with my niggas, it's one love
Little bad ass niggas sneaky
A calm collected slickster
I might not have been on the scene
But you could believe I was in the picture
In the mixture selling llello
Scrapping, car jackin', gun packin'
I'm lacking everything, you can't imagine so I'm praying
Rapping can get me up out this jam
Damn, just gimme a chance
I'll keep 'em dancin', dancin', all night, all night
But times got harder and harder
My dreams got further and further away
And nigga, I chased them but couldn't catch them to save my life
So now I'm thugging on this corner
I gotta increase my financial status
I chance it fucking with these rollers when they roll up
Yeah, don't wanna be locked in no cell
But I also can't take strippin's and be broke with no mail
Oh yes, it's hell, and they say that gets easier
But to me it only got deeper and deeper
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
Just turned eighteen and caught my first case
Incarcerated, caught with a twelve guage
Trying to come up with some money and made a stupid-ass mistake
Could have been my niggas fate, fucking with shotguns
We out to rob some niggas I'm drunk, I'm pumped
I made a mistake and popped him, now he bleeding
I see blood, damn, get to the doctor, nigga don't rest in peace
Doctor's took him to emergency, coppers came and arrested me
Not knowing if my nigga had made it alive and was well
I tossed and turned in my cell knowing he's sweatin' like hell
Praise to the Lord and I hope you hear me
And I hope you feel me
I ain't mean to, really, really, I ain't mean it, I know you seen it
I finally spoke to my nigga, he lifted up and recovered
And pressed no charges
Wait the state done picked it up and I gotta trial in a month
Fuck! And the judge ain't trying to give me no love
'Cause it was my first offense
But he just thinkin' he lockin' up a thug
So now I'm cuffed up on the bus and ridin' down 71, ain't no fun
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
Now I'm locked inside this prison system
Biddin' and count days left before my sentence
Now I can say that I've been here
But I sure ain't gonna come back here, uh, uh
The day they release me, I'm going home
I can cope but I can't adjust
These fucking steel doors drivin' me nuts
My last month and I'm ready to move out
I'm sure, stay on the low, I listen to thug stories
And be trippin' on niggas love stories
I'm finna get out of this motherfucker
Heard them call out my name
Two fifty, two, two fifty, pack up your shit, it's your day
Jumped out my bunk, gave all my shit to my niggas
In fact, I left everything that I had back in jail but my raps
I'm on the streets now, scene unchanged
Niggas still the same
I ain't fuckin' with you bustas 'cause I'm tryin' to make a change
I got with the real dogs and we was schemin' on the mill' ya'll
So we had to chill on ya'll
Get out of Cleveland if we plan to achieve it
So we plannin' it with Eazy on Greyhound and now we're leavin'
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
'Cause we struggle everyday, everyday, pain, so much pain
That's the way that we hustle
[Krayzie]
Kill me, son
Yo, it's on
Come follow me to the ghetto
(Dedicated to the hustlers)
Come follow me to the ghetto
(Hustlers in the hood)
Come follow me to the ghetto
(To the projects)
1 - Come follow me to the ghetto
But this ain't a place that everybody can go
(You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
Come follow me to the ghetto
No this ain't the place that everybody can go
(I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
Come follow me to the ghetto
But this ain't a place that everybody can go
(You got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
Come follow me to the ghetto
Nope this ain't the place that everybody can go
(I say you got to be a thug to know the love in the ghetto, ghetto)
What a wonderful day off in the neighborhood
G-double O-D good mornin' to ya
(Wake up) get up, hey there, whassup?
Let's take a stroll through this place we call home
And everybody be knowin' your name
The PJ, where we tryin' to survive
Of all our good times after workin' all day
So we hangin' all night, drinkin'
Feelin' all right from the love in our community
You're a friend to me keepin' it real
Is what we done to get by day
You watch my back, you back is got
What a nigga from, it's like that
It ain't all good, then again, it ain't all bad
It's hard times, but some of the best times we don' had
Now can you feel me?
Repeat 1
And I gotta give my love to the projects nigga, feel me
We should let him know we ain't forgot
It's about this on your block
When they got a fist full a rocks, runnin' from the cops
Keepin' it real, they try to come up with a hundred dollar bill
If not, anything to get a meal is all right
It's all about that bank roll
'cause when you're broke low, only the strongest survive
I know people who vanish, so just do what you need
Just demand to sit public or when they get business
And if it's illegal, just play with your fears
I hope I'm forgiven for robbin' and stealin'
Stickin' your butts up for 50s and 20s
Dollars, quarters, shit, even pennies, it don't make a difference
I'm hungry, just give me, y'all feel that?
Casualtie's caps get peeled back
It's wild down here where we live at
Real quick you could get killed, that's the way it goes
You never know
Givin' my peace to hustlers strugglin' in the ghetto, ah
Tryin' to make that money, what we'll do to make that money
Repeat 1
What you know about hard time?
What you know about the hard time?
What they know about hard time?
Say, what you know about that hard time?
I can feel it, feel it
Hard time
What they know about the hard time?
What they know about hard time?
Say, what you know about that hard time?
I can feel it, feel it
Supercat told you that the ghetto's real hot
But you's didn't listen
So we gotta deliver another rendition
For instance, everybody knows how it go
1st of the Month, don't front, you did there before
The place where random family confront you
Cops will try to hunt you
Cats will try to pump you and stunt you
Nobody wants you to succeed, just fail
The crabs in the bedroom theory
Clearly the ghetto has it's ills, but hear me
The streets is where I learned to chase goals instead of my tail
Learned I wanted to sell lyrics instead of Yale
Studio time instead of time in the cell
I was compelled to excel
But to appreciate heaven, gotta see hell
Repeat 1 until end
[Krayzie]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony comin' back atcha in the '99
DJ U-Neek, Krayzie Bone
Shouts out to my true T.H.U.G.S.
Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Representin' every thug
Every hustler
Every ghetto
Across the USA
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em fuck 'em) Murda
Krayzie
Ain't nothin' changed, we still ain't got no love for police/ Won't be happy till they underneath 6 feet and deceased/ Tossed a doughtnut to they grave, that's how we do Po-Po/ Protected by the guage and killas that loco/ I step in the party draggin' a body bag, motherfucker, this ain't no lolli gag/ When I run up ya get done up and I snatch that lil' bit a heart that you thought you had/ LeathaFace, the boy is bad/ With a lil' bit of action, bring it, rap it, sing it, bust it, what ever dawg/ What ever you wanna do, I'm wit it, wicked/ Hate on the Leathaface, hate on (?) I gotta get 'em, I drop 'em and spit 'em outta dust/ Thuggin' then I 'em when they buzzin' give me some money/ Leathaface, that nigga you dial up to get rowdy raw and riled up/ And I'm ready so now what. Take em back to tha underground and get down/ The wickedest style on wax/ We spittin' the venom, get in 'em and kill 'em/ This sting is deadly, it's comin' you better be ready to die, die...
DJ U-Neek
I remeber there was a time when a nigga didn't need radio or video to blow up around this bitch. We takin' this shit back to the underground, we takin' our shit back, you know what I'm sayin'. Now we got these motherfuckers think that gave out game to us, you know what I'm sayin'. Fuck the radio, fuck these magazines, fuck these video programs to records, fuck everybody this is the underground baby. We takin' this shit back to the streets to where we brought it from, we takin' our shit back. Fuck ya'll.
-Chorus-Krayzie & DJ U-Neek-
Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em ya'll) Murda mo' (fuck 'em fuck 'em) Murda (We takin' this shit back to the streets, believe that.)
...And burn, 'cause you wanna smoke and burn.
(Up in the clouds-Beauty surrounds me...)
(Krayzie-Lost in the smoke that mighty reefer)
Do what you wanna, smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke, that mighty reefer)
I said you gotta smoke and burn of chronic, ganja....
(Lost in the smoke, lost in the smoke.)
I've got to get higher, higher, higher...
(Roll it up, light it up, take a puff, pass)
I'll share with you my herb,
I'm about to choke on ganja.
(Keep on smokin', smokin'.......)
So, if you want to come along,
We can load and double hit from my water bong to get higher,
higher, higher........
(Yeah, don't let that buddah fool ya)
Smoke and burn, 'cause you wanna smoke and burn
(background-Beauty surrons me)
(Lost in the smoke, that mighty reefer)
Do what you want to, smoke and burn
I said you gotta smoke and burn of chronic, gangja.........
(Lost in the smoke, lost in the smoke)
I've got to get higher, higher, higher
(Keep on smokin', smokin'.....)
Quarter, pass once and it'll all be gone,
twenty-fourth to the fifth
(Why do I stay high?)
It's 1999, it's time to open your eyes and arise
See there's hope from above
(Why do I stay high?)
Don't stop because they ask you to be civilised
(Why do I stay high)
It's your freedom of speech and the right to be free
(Why do I stay high?)
Peace goin' out to Bob Marley
Bone thug-n-harmony
(Why do I stay high?)
2Pac, Eazy, Biggie
Biggie everybody....
(So high, so high)
Smoke and burn,
'cause you wanna smoke and burn
(Background-Beauty surronds me....)
(Lost in the smoke, that mighty reefer)
Do what you wanna, smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke, that mighty reefer)
I said you gotta smoke and burn of chronic, ganja.....
(Lost in the smoke, that mighty reefer)
I've got to get higher, higher, higher....
(Keep on smokin', smokin')
Roast, smoke, toke, choke
Pull out some indo
(background-Heavenly hosts of angels above.....)
(I said I can take you higher)
Roast, smoke, toke, choke
We can all go and get some
(background-....birds aflight,singin' of love)
(All we need is weed and fire)
But if you really wanna ride with me,
(And you know we got some, got some)
Y'all can go and try, you see
(You should come and smoke some, smoke some)
But it's okay, it's all right
If you got to get high'
(Ain't nothin' wrong, Stay high)
Smoke and burn, 'cause you wanna smoke and burn.
(background-Beauty surronds me...)
(Lost in the smoke mighty reefer)
I said you gotta smoke and burn of chronic, ganja...
(Lost in the smoke, lost in the smoke)
I've got to get higher, higher, higher.....
(Keep on smokin', smokin'...Roll it up, roll it up, roll it up...)
I've gotta get away for awhile to ease my head
Toke another blunt to get blunted
Already high
(Gotta get away P.O.D'd P.O.D'd)
I feel so lonely....
(We can erase that from your mind)
....and empty ever since he left me...
(Set yourself free and just get high)
...so I just toke till I choke
Comeon. Roll, roll
Let's get stoned......
(Sit back and let your mind just flow)
.........for awhile
They'll say I'll run from my problems and i'm hidin' from my head...
(Can't run, can't run......)
The higher I get, the further I get away)
....Actin' crazy
Well, it maybe
I tell it wrong
But it's my story told
How I've got to get higher higher higher
(...lifted, lifted, lifted...)
I've gotten higher, higher, higher
(...driftin', driftin', driftin'...)
I've gotten so high
I've gone straight
(...listen, listen, we got to, got to...)
Smoke and burn
'cause you wanna smoke and burn
(background-Beauty surronds me...)
(Lost in the smoke that mighty reefer)
Do what you wanna, smoke and burn
(Lost in the smoke, that mighty reefer)
I said you gotta smoke and burn...
(Lost in the smoke, lost in the smoke...)
Dedicate this to all the niggas on the streets
Niggas in the hood strugglin'
Doin' what the fuck they gotta do to make their money
And all the thugs, the hustlas, the gangstas, the playas, pimps
Let's roll, let's roll
(Ghetto love, ghetto love I can feel that ghetto love, ghetto love)
Street people
(People)
All my people be them niggas with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality, it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Street people
(People)
All my people be them niggas with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality, it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
I dedicate this to the niggas in the hood
(Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?)
Keepin' it real on the street
Niggas they practice what they preach, stayin'
True until they die, niggas still strong
We keep on bailin' through the stress
And all the rest of the shit that's goin' on
Speakin' of violence, I see, you got to keep a pistol
Cause if niggas think you're rich, you gon be got
They out to pinch ya bullshit you not [unverified] killin'
Because of the pump and it drives us to the point of no return
Especially when you're gone off of the Sherm
You could give a fuck about a nigga flossin'
While you walkin', he on sixteen switches ain't that a bitch?
But that's life this shit ain't nothin' nice
And he'll take yours if his ain't right and I can't stop 'em
Or knock 'em, but yo, I wouldn't even try, though
'Cause Bible say, "Hey, either repent or you will die"
So, choose one
(So, so, just one)
Either repent and get saved or put some food on your table for now
Street people
(People)
All my people be them niggas with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality, it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Street people
(People)
All my people be them niggas with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality, it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
I see my sisters out there hustlin', man
(Strugglin', man)
Do what it takes, but that's the brakes
Rustle up what you can, gotta feed your babies
(Babies, yeah)
Handle yourself your own business don't wait on that nigga
To get you nothin' we been poor long enough and I know
You would scheme on somethin'
(Somethin', yeah)
Take the welfare, fuck it
The system givin it to you 'cause it's guilt on they conscience
Don't let 'em fool you
(Don't let 'em fool you, no)
Really ain't doin' a nigga any favors
So come and get the paper, paper, before you die, die
This verse is for my ghetto queens
Tryin' to come up and get them better things
Particularly cheddar cheese, make that money
(Make that money)
Work, work, work, whatever your occupation
As long as you bringin' home the bacon, bacon, bacon
Don't let your enemy lock your mind too and I hope
Y'all really been payin' attention 'cause it's 1999, ohh
(Ooh, ooh, yeah)
Though people comin' around, we gon thug
So where the thugs at? Gimme some of that ghetto love
(Ghetto love)
Street people
(People)
All my people be them niggas with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality, it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Street people
(People)
All my people be them niggas with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality, it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Now, if y'all feelin' me let's get down and tear
The roof off the mother, shoot the motherfuckers, I'm serious
And mean business, ready to pump pump and ride, you with it?
Come on, put it out there, pump, pump, pump police
They treat us like animals, let's attack 'em like beasts
But hold on 'fore you start fightin'
(Hold on, hold on)
Let's brighten up the action scene, pass me the gasoline
(No more, no more)
I'm really not trippin' on this rappin' no more
'Cause I know it won't last too much longer
When it's over, then I be a full-time soldier
(I told you)
If I make it out of the game with all my sanity
Get paid, fuck the fame, get out quickly, understand me?
'Cause at the rate I'm goin', pretty soon they'll try to ban me
For killin' these muthafuckas tryin' to tamper with my family
Now they got me runnin' from these po-po's tryin' to jam me
But I told them muthafuckas not to try to test my manly
And this is my mentality for fuckin' with the street life, street life
(Street life)
Street people
(People)
All my people be them niggas with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality, it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
Street people
(People)
All my people be them niggas with an attitude
(We're ready for war)
The street mentality, it's do what you gotta do
(Do what you gotta do)
I gotta give it up to all my thugstas, we're street people
Them niggas with an attitude, let's stop the killin'
We're strugglin' just like you to make a livin'
We're not pretendin', don't y'all remember?
It ain't easy tryin' to stay alive, some people out
There smokin' crack, my people workin' 9 to 5, just doin? it right
Real strong, hold on 'cause it won't be long before
The strugglin' days is long gone, hold on, be strong
Somebody better 'em we the T H U G's
Real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we soldiers
We're T H U G's
Real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we soldiers
(Get on up, get on up)
Somebody better 'em we the T H U G's
Real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we soldiers
We're T H U G's
Real fuckin' soldiers, soldiers, soldiers, we soldiers
redrum, redrum, redrum
its musta sawd off leatha face (thats me)(redrum, redrum, redrum)
pullin up on ya draw ya weapon hay (wuss up)(redrum, redrum, redrum)
its gonna be murda if i bust my gun (redrum, redrum, redrum)
a laugh and grinn in cold condition (redrum, redrum, redrum)
you know leather face is all about (redrum, redrum, redrum)
diggis digi realest wicked style (redrum, redrum, redrum)
shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
(redrum, redrum, redrum)
Still gotta gun in my hand gotta man wit a plan (redrum, redrum, redrum), don't make
me kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum). krayzie loco and im so insane pump, pump da pump blow out ya brain kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum) kill yall (redrum, redrum, redrum)
shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
nigga come on down, down to the underground let me see if you can fuck with these real niggaz, kill niggaz, my pistol still triggaz run em up buck buck
nigga really feel real don't it. fuck up my opponet and whoever they come wit it really dont matter, nigga dont step to this cause the man is an after math too much for you to handle knock out ya lights like a candle, blow em away, no mo used flow start throw em away, in a river (splash) pump a nigga gas, get taht nigga cash, put in a bag. so cleva i bet they caint catch us, arrest us, wet us, nobody do it betta, you waited it out to come test us, got a couple a automatics ready to protect us betcha
yall fools dont want it, yall know who run this thug shit, what? bitch touch this and i let it blow, rip ya whole sole out the body when me explode. we do it for the niggaz in da streets and the niggaz in the jail cell, hell yea, mutha fucka we aint goin no where, till i die nigga oh yea, oh yea. pray to the gage, aim to they brain, let the pump rang, and thats what i say.
I shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
redrum, redrum, redrum
its musta sawd off leatha face (thats me)(redrum, redrum, redrum)
pullin up on ya draw ya weapon hay (redrum, redrum, redrum)
its gonna be murda if i bust my gun (redrum, redrum, redrum)
a laugh and grinn in cold condition (redrum, redrum, redrum)
you know leather face is all about (redrum, redrum, redrum)
diggis digi realest wicked style (redrum, redrum, redrum)
shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
(redrum, redrum, redrum)
Still gotta gun in my hand gotta man wit a plan (redrum, redrum, redrum), don't make
me kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum). krayzie loco and im so insane pump, pump da pump blow out ya brain kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum) kill yall (redrum, redrum, redrum)
shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
can you tell momma by by let daddy and ya granny wipe the tears from her eyes wave your grandfather hi (redrum, redrum, redrum) its too late to cry, its too late to cry
when you tell momma by by aint nobody there to wipe the tears fom her eye wave your grandfather hi (redrum, redrum, redrum)its too late to cry, its too late to cry
Krayzie, Sin, and Tombstone:Thug Mentality 1999
-Refrain-
Silence(Silence) is nessecary/ Don't tell them who you are
Sin
Formulate a different tactic/ Let's sing anthems/ No stereotypical categorizin'/
Rising above all
Make-shift realities/ Fantasies misconstrued the thoughts of wicked men/ They
cough as lungs inhale
Exhale poisonous gases/ Oh well, I guess I'll just protect myself and good
health/ Done played out
the wickedest hand man has ever dealt/ I felt like dyin' just the other day cuz
Satan was tryin'
Walkin' too close by my side/ Stay still; Please don't move! Your soul you could
lose/ No cryin'
Where's my blood? You'll find out soon enough/ All right, I'll ride/ In due
time, we'll get our chance
to die/ Hold on to my mind/ No use for guns or drugs, need more love/ But, yet,
and still
Slugs gets fired off constantly/ Immorally destroyin' my holy oracle, but I just
ignore it though
Keep a steady pace, just movin' slow, slow, just movin' slow
-Refrain-
Krayzie
As I sit in my livin' room, chillin' in my thug mood/ I begin to hear noises
comin' from the other room
So I pause my Nintendo, then I walk over to the window/ Is it paranoya from the
indo?
Then cuz I thought, then I another thought; run and get the pump, ";Who goes
there?
What the fuck you want?"; Cuz I done off that bud and I'm a buck a muthafucker
down, You on my ground
So you got another round/ All of the sudden I heard a crash, my first instincts
was to blast
But the Mossberg didn't last so I had to dash/ Run upstairs, I was frantic and
paniced
But I managed to make it to the top, to my artillery shop/ I was runnin' but I
could hear the sounds
comin'/ I don't know, they must think I got some money, AK-47 and a Mac-11/ Jet
into the bedroom, lock myself
in, we couldn't see 'em/ Teach 'em a lesson it ain't healthy to rob/ They fin
to slip on the job soon as they twist on the knob, just like I figured when they
twisted it
The AK-47 was hot, I had to drop it, but I emptied it/ The Mac-11 I get, and hit
the niggas up from head to toe
A nigga escapin' but I was out the window/ Here I go, I hit the ground ";Uh";,
then I look around
Shake the fall, hopped in the Benz and hauled/ Call in my niggas let's get ready
for war, I think I
killed 'em all, but I know they'll be sendin' some more/ So when they come back
around I say we
show 'em that rappin' don't mean a thang, and this is a gun, and this is your
grave/ Rest In Peace
you're not feelin' me/ Truly Mr. Leatherface, I dedicate this...
-Refrain-
Tombstone
Fight, movin' in the night (Watch out!) Daylight, takin' slow paces might outrun
the race
Never want to rely on murda/ Enter my life, but life's so strange and hectic/
All backwards/ It's
shelled/ The killin' factor in jail/ The streets is hell/ You can tell by the
smell/ Off with his head
Oh well! You know they don't give a damn if that make the weak mind feel the
same/ It's a shame
how they watch you, stalk you; pinnin' every step I make, knowin' every breath I
take/ Makin' it easy
for the next man to get his hands on a 38/ They be buckin' on niggas in these
last days, but thanks
for the fun/ Can't stay focused, causin' ruckus/ The devil done played with the
earth like a puppet
Now we all in fucked shit/ That's why silence is necessary/ Don't tell 'em who
you are by far
Don't you tell them who you are
-Refrain-
KRAYZIE BONE:Thug Mentality 1999
Shit... I've been a thug my whole motherfucking life Struggling Doing what the
fuck I've got to do to survive Bottom line Thugline
You see me on T.V. but you don't really know me Don't know the story of the
warrior And how I survived in this game Nigga never had shit Had to work to get
it Or I had to steal it Most of the time I was hungry That's why I did it I
ain't bullshittin, seventeen I'm leavin the house, I need my own Nigga done
tried to be grown And fucked around Now I'm homeless on the streets With my
niggas I learned About every drug The heroine, the weed, the speed, the crack,
the sherm But we was broke and we couldn't afford it But niggas was schemin and
plottin on shit Oh yes you know this I come from a long line of thugs Us
strugglers hustle what we can rustle up It might not have been too much But we
always got just enough, our hard times Kept niggas together through all the
windy weather And nigga whenever you need somebody to roll I'm goin to be there,
you know me A nigga stayed thug devoted in the streets When I didn't have a
place to sleep or shit to eat My family goin through some pains They struggle
but they make out My people off their hinges And it was against our religion as
a witness So you know I really can't comprehend it My mother and father told me:
don't mess with drugs and why you smokin? I was right or wrong? Can't understand
it If the purpose was to have a nigga struggle I don't think they should have
had me, had me Think they never should of had me As I drop to my knees can't you
see I ain't happy?
I hope it won't be long, I hope it won't be long Before I end this song, I wanna
end this song I hope it won't be long, it won't be long I need to end this song,
this sad song I hope it won't be long, I hope it won't be long Before I end this
song, I need to end this song I hope it won't be long, it won't be long I need
to end this song, sad song
Rollin up some mo'
Rollin up some mo'
Rollin up some mo'
A little bit of reefer's all I need
(All I need)
With a little big of Gin mixed with Hennessey
(Hennessey)
A little bit lighter really sets the mood
Have you feelin' like everything is so damn cool
A little bit of reefer's all I need
(All I need)
With a little big of Gin mixed with Hennessey
(Hennessey)
A little bit lighter really sets the mood
Have you feelin' like everything is so damn cool
Hop in my Five-Double-O
Roll up my window asshole your lettin' out all the smoke
You never waste a blow, motherfucka don't you know?
I'm a weed head, P.O.D ded stayin' tweeded
It make me happy
Won't even sleep unless I'm beamin', fiendin'
Which one of you niggaz gonna put some ends in?
'Cuz I'm tellin y'all right now I'm smokin' everything I'm spendin'
Goin' down, cop a quarter pound now we in here blowin' it
Wait a minute where's the bowl at?
Young Dre done got me spoiled man
Done smoked two blunts, and now I'm feelin' like I can fly
I get into zones of my own everytime I get high
And whenever it is, I think I see
I'm buzzin' so it doesn't really matter to me
I got issues nuttin' but problems feels my green
My nigga wanna test me with the same old games
Got this chicken down in San Diego, and he trickin' on my pesos
And he think that I don't know
And he got the gall he fuckin' two of my dawgz
Now they actin' kinda funny when I call
So when I'm with my thugs on da line
Tonight no lady like instead I grab a fifth of Hen
Take it to the head, c'mon
A little bit of reefer's all I need
(All I need)
With a little big of Gin mixed with Hennessey
(Hennessey)
A little bit lighter really sets the mood
Have you feelin' like everything is so damn cool
A little bit of reefer's all I need
(All I need)
With a little big of Gin mixed with Hennessey
(Hennessey)
A little bit lighter really sets the mood
Have you feelin' like everything is so damn cool
No niggaz came late to get me, Keith G pass the Henny
Kray lookin' like a chimney, TLI'll smoke whatever and any
Naw, I'm buggin' my squad ain't druggin' like that
Luggin' the Mak, LeReece all nice with K-mont in the back
Blunts and stunts is what's rolled up
Once it's lit it's hit, and if you ask me why I'ma tall ya what
What ya want?
Smoke a blunt all jokes is front fuck beatin' around the bush
Kick the the group's ass ya punks
I mix Henny with Alize get drunk and talk slick
Niggaz be sizin' me up, you know I'm ready to flip
My niggaz stay smokin out, sippin Hen and Tengery
Nigga, we be havin' hella fun like they do in the bay
It be the weekend gangstas that me causin' the tention
You might catch me while I'm out, in the tough guy convention
But don't get it fucked up, because I'm all about my cheddar
It ain't easy being me, but nobody could do it better
A little bit of reefer's all I need
(All I need)
With a little big of Gin mixed with Hennessey
(Hennessey)
A little bit lighter really sets the mood
Have you feelin' like everything is so damn cool
A little bit of reefer's all I need
(All I need)
With a little big of Gin mixed with Hennessey
(Hennessey)
A little bit lighter really sets the mood
Have you feelin' like everything is so damn cool
Every time I'm rollin' out with Krayzie we crazy, try not to get cuffed up
Fucked up sippin' on that siz urp, pourin' out that cup of stuff
Them Jolly Ranchers and enhancers, I mix it up like a chemist
Drop about 10 of 'em in it, then sip it slow 'til it's finished
Then it's that [Incomprehensible]
Little [Incomprehensible] is safe at home
Then get your brain broke, they boiler makers and they chain smoke
Boss ain't no fuckin' rookie, put purple permethozine up on you team
That's guaranteed to make you lean
And keep you higher than giraffe pussy
I ain't ate all day, but steadily gettin' fucked up
Smokin' this weed, waitin' to get scooped up
It's the bum Keith G, carribus we on twists
We needed a fix, my nigga dip into the rent
We worry about that payback later we gonna smoke
And live for the meanwhile puffin with Juvenile, what?
I'm in the mood to speak my piece, pass the mic
I'm in the mood to drink some burb, we high tonight
A little bit of reefer's all I need
(All I need)
With a little big of Gin mixed with Hennessey
(Hennessey)
A little bit lighter really sets the mood
Have you feelin' like everything is so damn cool
A little bit of reefer's all I need
(All I need)
With a little big of Gin mixed with Hennessey
(Hennessey)
A little bit lighter really sets the mood
107 Point, uhh, Thugline Radio
Callin you on the air
What'cha wanna hear baby
Hi, I wanna hear the new Thugline Krayzie Bone joint
You know, the one with
Ah yeah, yeah, yeah, that's right Krayzie Bone
107 Point, uhh, all day in your, uhh, in your pee hole baby
Umm, can I get some tickets
Thugline, Thugline
It's Thugline, Thugline
If y'all niggaz think y'all can keep up (ride if ya like)
Then come into my world we just ( thugs for life)
Think we just hangin let's ride (ride if ya like)
Have a hell of a time on the Line
Thugline (thugs for life)
If y'all niggaz think y'all can keep up (ride if ya like)
Then come into my world we just ( thugs for life)
Think we just hangin let's ride (ride if ya like)
Have a hell of a time on the Line
Thugline (thugs for life)
Y'all niggaz can't keep up (can't keep up)
Bust bigger like a D-cup
And after we get rid of this dope we gon' have to re up
All you could say is we what? (what) thugs for life
No if, ands, or fuckin buts, so ride if you like
I stand and cut (stand and cut) and sparkin the weed up quick to heat up
Them ladies love the way the thunder (thunder)
Poke 'em waitin that cock beat up
Mic freaker, dope seeker, and i'm bangin thru your speakers
Stop ringin my beeper bitch I said i'll see you when I see you
Best believe a nigga servin more wood than
Ain't nobody been in and out of more draws than me neither
Now pass the reefer to propel cheif, but nigga heaven's not either
And that dip is only for all believers
Now if you still with us you kept up
If not, guess what?
They're comin to crept up
And y'all chose the wrong niggaz to step up
It's F'd up, but can't and ain't changin either
Thugline ain't for the bullshit, and Mo Thug neither
If y'all niggaz think y'all can keep up (ride if ya like)
Then come into my world we just ( thugs for life)
Think we just hangin let's ride (ride if ya like)
Have a hell of a time on the Line
Thugline (thugs for life)
If y'all niggaz think y'all can keep up (ride if ya like)
Then come into my world we just ( thugs for life)
Think we just hangin let's ride (ride if ya like)
Have a hell of a time on the Line
Thugline (thugs for life)
Where the thugs at?
Ain't nuttin but dimes in the back
And oh we wanna know just who's the mack with the biggest sack
Where your crew at? We can do that
Got the Juice and the Gin round up all your cutest friends
Got the Herbs and X and thicks that serve sex
We hope you G'd up
Cuz bitches weed up flossin them D-cups
We came to kick it so don't smoke the weed up
Check the riders for heat cuz you know
Them drunk ass niggaz they always seem to fuck up the flow
Let's go to the pool and sip Martini in our new bikiniz
The mood is right we tipsy and jacuzzi is steamy
These bitches see me and they mad cuz the thugs on my crew
These niggaz riders, they love dope, don't give a fuck about you
They got the stripper up in V.I.P., for ballers with cheese
All of this please is streasin me like y'all won't believe
They all up on me
I roll with playaz that pack heat and love crime
I represent the ladies bitch the crew is Thugline
Ya know?
If y'all niggaz think y'all can keep up (ride if ya like)
Then come into my world we just ( thugs for life)
Think we just hangin let's ride (ride if ya like)
Have a hell of a time on the Line
Thugline (thugs for life)
If y'all niggaz think y'all can keep up (ride if ya like)
Then come into my world we just ( thugs for life)
Think we just hangin let's ride (ride if ya like)
Have a hell of a time on the Line
Thugline (thugs for life)
Get up outta my car i'm feelin ziggity, ziggity, ziggity
Can I get a little bit of Hennesy
Add a little bit of Gin and we got that Sin, let the party begin
I'm with my friends and we rollin
Smokin, blowin, chokin, rollin up some more, and more 'til we POD' ed
Past cromatose fucked up and weeded
Need more reason for chillin, we having a good time
And plus the hood's tight, so should I put up my pistol? No
I brought my digs but you never know about these thug haters
Gotta stay ready to blaze 'em, fade 'em
But it ain't shit happening my niggas what's happening?
This one for the family and it gotta be T, H, U, G, Line
Let me hit it one more time
Look at my eyes shut all the way
We in the sky cuz the only way to fly is high
Come take a fly with'cha nigga hit this and close your eyes
Get a ride free your mind
But watch out for one time
Can never get blinded them bitches get up and they trailing behind me
I'ma be the nigga with the heat seeker bring it on
If y'all niggaz think y'all can keep up (ride if ya like)
Then come into my world we just ( thugs for life)
Think we just hangin let's ride (ride if ya like)
Have a hell of a time on the Line
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Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum {Throughout the whole song}
I bring yo' Thugline (y'all)
Don't they want to see me fall (y'all)
But I never had then I'm just to wrong (y'all)
You used to have a lot of devil scene (y'all)
When I kept my soul, they see me disappear (y'all)
And now the cryin on the line is perfect time
Tryin' shinnin', keep my mind, ready for combat
(Krayzie)
we tha surviviors, the hustlers, thugsters, the riders
rollin up on bustas surprise em
with guns and knuckles
they bound to get broken, buck 'em
been down before thuggish ruggish
come around on my muh fuckas
only God keep it bumping lovely
this money do wonders fo me
you know me from Bone thugs,
so show me some Bone love
my roadies is strong nuff
drink 40's and smoke blunts still,
I'm giving out shots to the thugs in the glock glock
to the niggas on high blocks
bustin back at the cops boy,
cant stop me
im up in ya shit like paparazzi
competition is sloppy
yall position not even worthy
got me pumpin',
Krayzie be bumpin',
dumpin' the bloody body
Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue
We comin' to shoot up your posse (shoot up your posse)
We hit 'em with trill niggas,
And we come though wit real killas
On the road to this meal ticket
My pistol is still wit me
The lyrics is ill wicked
Them niggas is still trippin
And talkin shit after this my nigga gon get up in that grill,
hear me?!
(chorus)
Wont weep no mo,
Wont speak no mo,
Wont beef no mo,
once we put it on yall
Wont weep no mo,
Wont speak no mo,
Wont beef no mo,
once we put it on yall
(Wish)
Need a reason to complete my mission,
10 years and they still listening
When you see me you know me
from the streets we dont fuck wit no bitch niggas
Heads blown, heads gone,
if they steppin wrong we let 'em know
Straight from the do' jus where we coming from
Let it go and reload
If you need some mo
let 'em know
its Mo'
get spit at
or pull it no matter them thugs gon git wit cha killa
day time or at night
when you kissin baby night night
you can die (rock a by)
got thugs but they aint need us
we thugs for a fuckin reason
scuffed up
fucked up
leave em mud
thats how you gotta leave em
bodybags (trunk)
trash bags
they pickin up the pieces
niggas is hungry dog
they flossin so get em yall
got bitches that want it too
straight up thuggin to get you
that Gucci that bling ooh
got em doing what niggas do
they will murda yall
send em up in there and then we rush all yall
thats thugsta shit
thas how we roll
(chorus)
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't 'cause if they lived my life they'd understand
Niggaz for they self, no love
And it ain't nothin' better than a gun in hand
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't 'cause if they lived my life they'd understand
Niggaz for they self, no love
And it ain't nothin' better than a gun in hand
I'm lookin' at all my niggaz on the corner
Still trying to come up on something like some paper, cash money
Two-double-O-zero, niggaz is desperate to make it
Battlin' Satan, but the plate that he made us looks so tasty
Temptation over took my devils persuasion
Makin' me chase the paper while trying to break 'em, I blaze 'em
Then I raise up, nigga that's the way thugs do it
See it don't say nothin' just to find out we kinda stupid
In the streets we play for keeps, niggaz ain't comin'
Back for revenge or whatever, loc we havin' none of that
So scandalous, you better keep your protection
'Cause the grass and the blunts ain't the only thing we wet up
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't 'cause if they lived my life they'd understand
Niggaz for they self, no love
And it ain't nothin' better than a gun in hand
See, I've been runnin' from the po-po ever since I was 11
Nigga bellin', ain't tryin' to get kept and slept in the cell, man
A lot like my daddy, but then again I'm like myself
Keep my nose in my business and worry about nobody else
Got a mind of my own aside from Bone
So nigga don't think that you can run up
And test me when I'm alone 'cause I got the chrome
Talk mo' shit I'm still a street thug, but I make mo' hits
(Mo' hits)
Platinum packin' magnum never leave the house without it
And if he 'bout it don't sing about it nigga bring up out that shit
Thugline, frontline, nigga it ain't scared, we done time
Leatherface is on the rampage, murder mangler, strangler
What you came with it just ain't enough
To tame the thug, we aim to drain the blood from your skull
Rappin' but we dangerous, dangerous
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't 'cause if they lived my life they'd understand
Niggaz for they self, no love
And it ain't nothin' better than a gun in hand
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't 'cause if they lived my life they'd understand
Niggaz for they self, no love
And it ain't nothin' better than a gun in hand
Now to my youngsters with they guns
Out on the corner perfomin' tryin' to be soldiers
Just remember that I told ya, slow down, down, down
I know you wanna be a thug, and do what we done
But if it ain't inside your blood then this
Ain't the game that you tryin' to play
Just like one of my niggaz tried to hang
And he died in a day aw, shame, shame, shame
Bullet hit him in the brain
And he was a thug nigga, you get the picture?
Picture niggaz in a single file line
All crying, upset because their niggaz died, nobody know why
It's so many dying 'cause too many trying to shine
We all trying to swang on the same goddamn vine
It's about that time for the thugs to unite
And let this motherfucker burn tonight
(Tonight, night)
If you a thug get up and join this thug nation
(Thug nation)
We got guns waitin'
(Guns waitin')
Soon as the enemy run up, blaze 'em
(Blaze 'em)
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't 'cause if they lived my life they'd understand
Niggaz for they self, no love
And it ain't nothin' better than a gun in hand
Everybody wanna be thugs
They really don't 'cause if they lived my life they'd understand
Krayzie and Thug Queen:Thug Mentality 1999
-Refrain-
I got the power (power...) Power to the people; We the people, got the power,
let's ride
Krayzie
A nigga be humble but I'm down for mine/ Don't give me no static-n-You and I can
be fine;
I may be quiet; Believe me, I get violent/ You ready for war then grab your shit
and come on
Its' already jumpin', so we can just run in and start buckin'/ Fuck tha police
Now, let that be the reason/ You meet the heated 9-milli/ Cease to breathin'/
The glock shot the cop
Body rott/ Fuck 'em, grab his shotgun and cuff 'em, and dump his ass in the
river and let it splash
Do the shit/ Smooth, oil every slick move, but don't nobody know, but I know
that nigga fish food
So if you ready for the po-po to die, then put one hand up in the air, the other
hand on your 9
And say, ";Yeah, yeah!"; Get your pump, pump, pump, pump, pump...Let me hear you
say
";Yeah, hell yeah!"; Get your pump, pump, pump, pump, pump...
Thug Queen and Krayzie
God is so passionate and hears the cries of the needy (needy) Devils' greedy
(greedy) They get
you high (so high) before they feed you (feed you) Power to the people that
wanted to beat you
and mistreat you/ And at the same time have a smile when they greet you (greet
you)
Could never be equal/ We are revelation angels (angels) Change, cuz no matter
how hard you try
you can't erase us or replace us (erase us or replace us) Keep your eyes posted
high into the sky
It's your life, the fragile prize for provin' that black lives'll rise and fall
becauze of God
The tune is playin'/ Black women and black men, it's not to late to repent your
sin (sin)
Krayzie
You better stop, duck down, down, down (Pay attention; listen) What's that
sound? AK-47, nigga
Better hit the ground, so you better...you better stop , duck down, down, down
(Pay attention; listen)
What's that sound? AK-47, nigga so you better hit the ground...I think I got the
power that can take
over the world, you see? Look, I'm tryin' to live forever with my destiny
(destiny) Man, I'm tryin' to
start some shit/ A nigga deep into this army shit/ And if you feel it, you can
march to this
We got a million thugs, strong stompin'/ I'm ready to pump, pump, pump, pump and
dump the enemies
in the trunk, fuck 'em/ Hey, I heard they got a plan to try to kill us all/
Niggas get the mark of the beast
Disturbin' the peace/ But at least we know they doin' dirty, I'm keepin' the
30-30 close, so don't worry
We get with the static in a hurry
-Refrain-
Krayzie
Come on, what, what, what would you do, would you do, would you do if the end of
the world
came and it was real (real) And to know that you'll be dyin' soon (soon, soon)
Armageddon's comin' for you and for me, can't you see (see)
-Hook-
Get your pump...You can get your pump...
-Refrain-
Krayzie bone feat mjg, 8ball, layzie bone:thug mentality 1999
Krayzie:
If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug, you better get ready for
War. if you a hustla, make your dough. if you a gansta, let your gun smoke.
Krayzie:
Took a trip out to texas and I find real niggas, remind me of mine. a nigga can
Vibe, 'cause y'all some cold ass playa playas. hey, there, mo thug and we gotsta
Give 'em some love, so now you're dealin' with the big pimps and the thugs. you
Get up too close and we fuckin' you up, you don't really want that 'cause I know
These ain't no hoes you fuckin' with. touched down and got with the realest
Niggas in the town. now look who's in the suave house, yes it's truly-yours,
Mister sawed-off leatherface, a warrior ready for war, a natural soldier boy,
Ready to move out, nigga, ready to get with the shoot out. in the meanwhile, i
Still gotta make me some money to get by. yeah, I thought to connect, and hooked
Up with mjg, made money, 'cause all that other shit don't mean a thing to me.
But try to run up and I'm leavin' you stunned. nobody will know who shot that
Pump, 'cause I'm gonna dump it and run. put him on the pave, and hey, that nigga
That did it was wearin' a leather face, and not to be played with. whatever you
Claim, you better get paid. shit.
Krayzie:
If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug you, better get ready for
War. if you a hustla, make your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.
Mjg:
Who be i? the nigga who pimpin'-a plenty of hoes, look at the size of the bank
That he hold. natural born mind control. false niggas' gang blown away. it makes
You wonder why niggas be hatin'. they jealous, they fellas be lookin' to take
You under. it seems like the more that we get, you come with that shit, lookin'
For ways to drive us insane, confusin' our brain. I'm settin' up traps for rats
Who snatch cheese. fly like a trapeze artist. tell 'em to bring it on, I comes
The hardest. mjg, pimp, runnin' with bone, dividin? the throne. regardless of
Niggas who stand in my path, I'm bringin' it on. recitin' the lyrical gift, the
Shit that give me the bitches, the money, the cars. how do you know when you're
Goin' too far? the further you get, the further you are. shit, I breaks in half
Crook niggas. don't make me laugh. now, huh, which ones the head and, huh, which
One's the ass? where your bitch at? collectin' my cash. now who would've know
That the bitch is a hood-rat. increasin' my stash, leavin' you fast. you're
Thinkin' I'm slippin', I'm grippin' the tech. look at the bullets, they rippin'
His vest open, puttin' a hole in his chest. in piece is that nigga decide to
Rest. I'm leavin' you grievin', believin' in pimpin'. the shit that I got is the
Shit that I'm given. constantly livin' that life of a thug, drinkin' the hen,
Smokin' the bud.
Krayzie:
If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug you, better get ready for
War. if you a hustla, make your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.
Layzie:
Too many fake niggas done tried to contend, and then again, pinned that they
Couldn't win. ken took it to the head with a fifth of hen now I'm in the wind,
500 benzo, we roll, roll. rod j came through with the mack-10. wish trippin'
When I pulled out the glock. you know that all of my niggas be ready this
Pop-pop, comin' with the heat cocked, 'cause it never did stop. everybody I know
Out lookin' for a come up, we creep, it's deeper than the way you perceive a
Thug, no love, take a nigga through the mud everytime I try him from my wordly
Grudge. what? nigga we'll bust till the point of no return, I'm out here
Swangin', paper chasin'. erasin' my poverty and I gotsta be that soldier
Claimin' mo! even though it get hectic, respect it. nigga, knock my struggle,
Uh-oh, they'll gets more chaos and I won't stop till I piece this puzzle. I'm a
Go gather up all lost souls show 'em the way to the road to be real, give 'em a
Deal, train 'em to kill, haters meet and my soldiers in a battle field. we
Marchin', ready for war, fuck the law, they ain't on our side. hell yeah, we can
Meet up at the district. I'm bringin' it to you, ready to die. see, I am so sick
Of oppression, shit ain't changed, little lay still stressin'. no question,
Clutchin' there no more weapon, 'cause the po po wanna sweat my blessings and
Uh, you'll probably feelin? the sense of some danger, but I'm bringin' the sense
Of an angel to the table. watch me put it down for mo, and them suave house
Niggas. so, willin? and ready to make a few dollars and split a few wigs . if
That's what it is, you better be mindin' your business, or be beggin'
Forgiveness. you know all I'm sayin? is, just don't fuck with me, man.
Krayzie:
If you a pimp, nigga, pimp them hoes. if you a thug you better get ready for
War. if you a hustla make your dough. if you a gangsta, let your gun smoke.
Eightball:
Yeah ... bone thugs. mo thugs. eightball, the fat mack, and mj-fuckin'-g. the
Realest niggas alive, yeah. thuggin', pimpin', bitch, this shit don't stop. you
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? all over the muthafuckin' world and back again,
Krayzie
Raw, raw, raw...Retaliation is a must, nigga. The enemy must suffer the
muthafuckin' consequences. Deadly{gunshots, ticking}
Yeah, I want all of these muthafuckers dead. I don't wanna see one muthafucker
left breathin'. Kill all these muthafuckers.
-Refrain-
Them niggas be killas....
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period. (Bloody, bloody
murder...)
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period. (Killa...)
Krayzie
I'm thuggin off in my house out in Cleveland/ Weeded, I'm sleepin', P.O.D.'ed/
Dozed off, but I was awakened by the
telephone ringin'/ I picked it up ";Hello?"; At first, nobody would answer me, so
I said it again ";Hello?";
Somebody starts breathin'/ Not thinkin'; I hung up the phone/ Niggas be playin'
jokes, I payed it no mind/ It could've been just
my fuckin' friends/ Then I sat back and closed my eyes/ No more than 4 seconds,
it rung again ";Hello?
And why in the fuck is you playin?"; Somebody yelled out ";You die!"; Before I
could even reply some nigga jumped right
throu the window buckin' a pistol/ I jumped out of the chair, grabbed the
bullets on the way to the stairs
Feelin' hot bullets fly over my head/ Thinkin' for sure that I'm gonna be dead/
Scared? Oh yeah! So I turned around and ran out
the backdoor instead/ Them niggas was steadily buckin'/ Whoever was dumpin',
they surely did want me in the red
Continued to fled; hit a couple of fences/ Thinkin' 'bout who could have did
this? Retaliation; I'll handle my business, kill 'em
As God as my witness/ I called up my niggas; they ready for war/ Kill 'em's the
way that we even the score
If you did not come for war, what in the fuck you come here for?
-Refrain-
Bam
Five infrared dots, trail by these steel toes runnin' in your spot/ You smokin'
hot/ Gather troops, destinations be your block
The stakes is high since '94/ Got your tightest G for ransom/ Maybe unhand 'em
and let him go/ Hell no, you shouldn't've
chanced it/ It's not essential/ Got smoked, only death threats on your boast/ So
take it as a quote, get violent if you see me
Loc/ We deadly/ Step, pay your sins, you'll die a thousand times/ He's found
with open eyes, and mesmerized, no vital signs
That's 50 mercenaries that blood money can't afford/ Jump out of new Accords/
Deep run in; got two swords
A deadly ho, fate been chosen/ Get your eyes swollen/ I roll and dreams we're
golden, and now your hood we controllin'
You tellin' lies/ Caught you slippin' up at your Mama's house/ Should've took
you out, but I told my homies throw you out
Better thank your stars, relocate anywhere close to Mars, and stop actin' hard/
You got more than you bargained for
-Refrain-
Bam
We leave 'em shell-shocked, 40 glocks and dirty looks and pop shots. We verse
'em twice; murda books police
Cuz scared of heights. It's cowards versus niggas, been shook, didn't recognize
the way your body hangin' from a hook.
Thugline don't play.
Krayzie
Shit, Dog, I done told 'em. We'll erode 'em. Ho ain't got no scrotum. Slippin'
in a clip and reload 'em, and when they jump
yeah, we gon' unload 'em, and hit 'em wherever, however they want it. We gon'
make sure no one's alive or left to identify me
It ain't over until you die.
-Refrain-
Krayzie
Hey...Who can take some bread crumbs (who can take some bread crumbs) mix it up
with soap
(mix it up with soap) Create a 20 rock to make the fiends think it's dope? The
Dummy Man
The Dummy Man/ Ohhh...the Dummy Man can, the Dummy Man can/ The Dummy Man can
Cuz he gives 'em extra love to make 'em think it's all good/ And they think it's
all good...
Chorus:
They call me the "Dummy Man" (man, man, man)
And I'm up early tryina slang my dope
(I'm the nigga with the biggest rocks)
The fiends...they get awfully mad....(mad, mad, mad)
When they go broke on dope and it's really soap
(My nigga you ain't never lied)
Verse 1:
Up in the morning....and I feel like I don't wanna be livin'
Better off dead without no bread....have you ever felt that feeling?
Unsatisfied, feelin' like you wanna die
When you reach into your pocket and can't even find
Not even enough to go purchase a dime (sack of weed)
But FUCK THAT! I got "come up" in my blood
Cause it's the "1st of the Month" (nigga what!)
The perfect time to come up
The only problem is: I'm broke and ain't got no dope
But as I was standin' in my bathroom mirror....I looked at the soap
Shit...soap look a little like dope (you scandalous nigga!)
Then, I chopped-chopped up me some counterfeit amphetamines
But wait a minute.....
Wait a minute now...what if they want to taste it?
Think quickly for cash: nigga dash to the kitchen, get the bread bag
Wrap that bread around some soap
Now I got the breadcrumb-dum-dum dope
It might sound funny, but it ain't no joke...
cause doin this shit could get a nigga smoked, mayn
But FUCK IT! Young nigga gotta get them duckets
Hit the medicine cabinet for the final touches...
Orajel for the numbness
Then I hit the corner with a handful of breadcrumbs...
nigga got the dum-dum for ya
And the pump on approach if you say it ain't dope,
only dealin cause I hate to be sober
Peep, "creep on ah come up", I wait for a fiend to roll up
And walk to the car with my hand on my pistol,
he showed me the green, said
"Hold up...gotta get my stash"
Nigga need a 20...but I got that faded
Lovin these yum-yums, glad I made it;
I just hope this nigga don't try to taste it!
I dropped him the dummy, he said it was lovely
But as he pulled off, I pinned that he put the rock up in his mouth
(So he gon' come back for his money!)
I pinned that he braked...he skid...
Put it in reverse and he came back quick...
Fiend jumped out and he talkin' all big...
This is what happened to this bit....
We beat him and finished him off, and he never came 'round here no more
Cause a nigga ran into yours truly: poor, and a nigga scored
Lord forgive me but i can't remember (the last time I ate)
Now I gots to go get me a plate, or a bit, now I'm proper
Only spent three dollars and forty-four cents,
nigga full, now I gotta get bent
Nigga still got sixteen dollars and fifty-six cents...HELL YEAH!
These dum-dums got a nigga off the hook..they got booked, took, shook
Look: got dope but it ain't dope, so I guess you can call me a "crooked crook"
Hey...do you know somebody like me?
I don't think so, cause ain't nobody I see
Down for the crime like I'm down for mine,
and if I gotta, nigga I cheat
(cheat)
Chorus (x2)
So fuck with me, I got the chops mayn (chops mayn)
The biggest rocks up on the block mayn (block mayn)
Say fuck with me, I got tha chops mayn (the chopper, choppers)
Now I can remeber back inda days
Nigga was gangsta to death
N.W.A gangsta gangsta
Got a nigga up under the rest
Cause the boys inda hood was always raw[always raw]
And we love to bump that shit in our stolen car[raw]
Remember 6 inda morning Ice tea that shit blowed up
Had all us niggas tryina be high rollers
But hold up
Remember that fucker biggie biggie dock ya'll
Cause he can't funky enough
We ain't forgot dawg
J.J Fat, Talkin bout some supersonic
It was corned, but them brawds lookin good back then shit
I was into drinkin alcohol, skippin school, Nigga was havin a ball
Don't have me lookin it, after dark
Goin partying, niggas was flossin there rides
Nigga my posse ride bike, on a BMX bike
Nigga was flossin the old school
Party and smoking and drinking
Living like some hustlers
Cranking
Above the law
Was the shit we was playin,
while I was standin on a corner, tryna make some money man
But then the dayz of, the dayz of
The freaky tale, and to sharp
And this is were the pimpin beginning
The industry
Thow up your hands if your feelin me
I'm just sayin, I give a blunt, so ya'll better just remember me
It ain't nothing but music [about music]4x
This ain't nothing but music
Now I remember when the east was inda house
Oh my god
He was foe shoe to keep the party live
If you put on some, boogie down
Production blast just like the KRS one
Suicide after suicide [suicide]
With a bye bye
Remember the bizmarqe a 1,2 a 1,2
And big daddy came, told them niggas that it ain't no hat
Stepping stepping,
The house partys the Dj scratching up the record
It was maw after maw
Had the hole party bumpin
Remember the freaks come out at night
It wasn't fun
Oh, this was the jam
Roxanne Roxanne
Everybody and they mama
Replied to em niggas man
What ya'll know about that
?
Nigga ride the rhythm
Flavoured unit MC:s
Sell rocks
Sellin yellin
I'm a DJ innovator
And I couldn't what to see
Jam Master Jam
We was Ohlaa Ohlaae
Ohlaa Ohlaae
Kept the people dancing
The song was getting played now
Said
Kept the people dancing
The song was getting played now
Now the raaaaw raaaaw
D.M.C was fresh
Nock em out the box Rick
Nock em out rick
Thuggie got your back
With that funkey beat box shit
Fat fat fat boooy
Curtis blokin with these are the braids
Is you feelin me
Nigga is you feelin me
I'm just sayin, I give a blunt, so ya'll better just remember me
It ain't nothing but music [about music]4x
This ain't nothing but music
Murda one come murda them all, come murda one come murda them all,all, come murda one come murda them all, come murda one come murda them all, all
Look who's back in the house, wit' this gat in ya' mouth, bust it right at the crowd, click click bang bang
Look who's back in the house, wit' this gat in ya' mouth, bust it right at the crowd, click click bang bang
Get the fuck out'cha chair, put'cha gun in the air, bust it like ya' don't care, y'all really wanna fuck wit' Bone?[I said]
Get the fuck out'cha chair, put'cha gun in the air, bust it like ya' don't care, now sang wit' me sang wit' me
Murda music, that murda music, murda music murda music[2 x's]
Murd'em all, murd'murd'em all all
Murd'em all, murd'murd'em all all[kill 'em all]{2 x's}
Murda mo murda mo murda mo murda kill 'em all, murda mo murda mo murda mo murda kill 'em all[2 x's]
Ooooo reload the clip and come back to kill you[redrum redrum]ooooo reload the clip and come back to kill you kill you[redrum redrum]
Rot'cha body body, rot'cha body body, murda music, we gon' rot'cho body body[2 x's]
Murda music, that murda music, murda music murda music[4 x's]
[kill kill kill kill]{8 x's}
Kill'em all, kill'em all, kill'em all, bang blow they brains out[2 x's]
Never comin' back no more[redrum redrum]{4 x's}
He dead, he dead he dead he dead he dead, he dead he dead he dead he dead, he dead he dead he dead he dead, that nigga's never comin' back no more no more no more[2 x's]
Rot'cha body body, rot'cha body body, murda music we gon' rot'cho body body[2 x's]
Devil
{devilish laughs} Deep in the darkness of the underworld, Mista Sawed-Off LeathaFace, the black warrior, calls upon his mighty souljahs to begin with the destruction of those who appose this Thug Nation civilization. We shall prevail. We shall prevail and leave our enemies drowning in our destruction. Forever trapped in Hades if he dare go against the forces of the underworld. So bow down, bow down and praise the 12 gauge! and pay respects to Sawed-Off Leathaface, the Legend.
(chorus)
lets live X5,
got to keep living, come on and
lets live X5,
try to stay, got to stay alive, my niggas
lets live X5,
we should be living here, come on and
lets live X5
lets live lets live...
i look at my life and i realize i dont wanna let go, (no)
im tryin to survive i dont wanna die, im searchin the best road,
never playing myself, by playing with death, nigga yall better wake up to living,
and appreciate the life you're given,
oh no i dont (dont) wanna go, not now man,
theres too many things a nigga got planned too much to understand,
still so many goals for me to achieve and please believe it,
its rough but still that aint no reason to stop ya breathing,
they ask if a nigga was scared to pass away and i tell 'em hell yeah,
cant hug my babies if i drift and slip in hades its crazy,
and niggas be killin me sayin they ready to die, (you ready to die?)
im ready to live nigga.
grow old with my kids nigga,
aint taking no chances on no afterlife,
cause theres only death after life,
so ill be spending my time,
tyin to stay alive,
if i gotta live and let die
(chorus)
now we livin in a world full of war and murder,
but money makes the world go round and round,
everybody killin everybody
whats that sound?
nine millimeter heater buck em buck em all down,
ooh yall rest in peace, (looks like looks like)
people dont rest in peace, (the world: R-I-P)
(chorus)
now everybody wanna go to heaven, but nobody wanna die, (why?)
that dont make sense,
but let me tell you that i know of a place where (where),
we can just go and chill (just chill), for real,
no more crime,
no more strain,
no more dyin,
no more pain,
no more wasting our lives away,
got to pray X4
everyday X4
and if you fall,
be sure to write,
and everythings gon be all right,
just keep ya eyes on the prize,
and maybe you'll make it up outta this life,
we all die so young, victims of the gun
from poverty to harmony and then to (??)
my nigga you ready to end it?
speak for yourself;
im ready for life, and everything else?
to hell with that
(chorus)
-Devil Voice & Krayzie-
(Sawed-Off Leathaface) Ya'll best stay the fuck up outta mine... (ThugLine Records up in this motherfucker) Hatin' on the ThugLine is just a waste of time...
-Chorus-
Ya'll niggas better let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go/ Let go that bullshit my nigga/ Ya'll really need to let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go/ Let go, let go
Krayzie
These niggas must think I'm sleepin' cauze the weed got me easin' but I'm sensin' the tention/ Tech loadin' just distactin' my mission/ This for them ho's, but ladies I ain't talkin' about you cauze 9 outta 10 of these niggas be bitches too (They bitches too) Runnin around talkin' lies, they keep my name in they mouth/ Ten years in the business and all I can tell 'em is (shit) that this game is wild/ Where the fuck these thugs come from? All of a sudden these niggas is thuggin'/ All in the camera, mean muggin' motherfuckers, but bitch ain't finna do nothin'/ Thug in silence, half these niggas never been one but they yell it/ Fan seem to believe it, but real niggas don't respect they gonna reject it/ And why this fag nigga worried about who rappin' the fastest? (Huh?) Nigga was scared to lay a verse cauze we scared mine just might slash his/ Ya bitch! Yo' twist like me if ya want to, go ahead and twist/ Your shit'll never be liver than this
-Chorus-
Krayzie
Let it go, you niggas be hatin' me man; I already know cauze you let it show/ What the fuck is you hatin' me for? Oh you niggas must see the glow, but they don't ever wanna see the light, but that a'ight cauze we still gon' shine/ Make money, take money/ T-H-U-G the Line! Original niggas you better believe it/ When you seek us you better be easy, don't be hangin' around to long cauze I be thinkin' you biggas be schemin'/ Bitch its LeathaFace! Infront of the line of thugs/ So can push, shove, whateva you wanna do/ We won't budge, show no love for niggas that used to down (Yeah) I know you used to be down (Uh huh) But shit, ain't the same when I come around now, so shit I'm out, cauze I don't hang with my foes/ They tellin' me to keep my enemies close, but they close enough through my scope/ Drop em! Pop pop pop pop pop pop 'em, got 'cha/ Get 'cha with the murda murda, baby
-Chorus-
-Outro-Wish (Krayzie)-
As the new world order takes us into the year 2000
The shadows of death over the sky causin' total destruction
As we transform day into night, darkness falls down upon us
We rise from the fog uncomparable to any other form of life
Together we ride by night, unidentified, unseen, unknown
Yes we are the pirates
Our mission is to destroy enemies by any means necessary
And those who interfere with prosecution for execution
Shall indeed be terminated any race be gone
For we are the Kneight Riduz
Killers of the night and first of our kind
Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? No it's murda they don't know
That we're pirates by night we get violent like fighters fightin'
Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? No it's murda they don't know
That we're pirates by night we get violent like fighters fightin'
You're takin' chances runnin' around upon me
I got somethin' waitin' in a cage for you
Wipe that smile off your face when you see us ridin' through
Killin' 'em all till everyone fall
You get out of my way or you're subject to get killed without the clues
I thought people should continues bouncin'
A war right now is not what you're really wantin'
Pirates got the world on lock down, we rule from the darkness
We come from beneath the ground, so who wants to party?
We got runnin' up with slugs for everybody
Renovate the town in blood with a slaughter
What's the matter you're not soundin' so tough?
Am I callin' your bluff? When them high tides
Come crashin' ashes to ashes and dust to dust
We are the pirates, the pirates
Yes we are the pirates, pirates
Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? No it's murda they don't know
That we're pirates by night we get violent like fighters fightin'
Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? No it's murda they don't know
That we're pirates by night we get violent like fighters fightin'
Wanna come fuck with me?
Me bloody matey got me back so check your tick-tock
How many minutes ya got before you drop? been shot
The smell of gun powder fills the air
Bleeding terribly lying there you beg for mercy we don't care
Bloody bodies stacked up in a pile and set the fire
It's the pirates behind all this violence it's not the devil
It's rebellin' with my shovel, with my victims lifeless
Tossed over my shoulder as I showed him to his hell-hole
Dead foes to the bottom
Us pirates be heartless my conscious was fuckin' with me I shot him
And got 'em all believe me
We gonna [Incomprehensible] crazy and I'm silent until my other mode
We front the under land understand, understand?
We live to die so we fear no man not at all
Every time we call stay outta the way and outta the dark
And just hope to God, that he'll just come and kill us all
We all gonna dies, it's the ways of life wildest new generation pirates
Us new generation pirates, pirates, us new generation pirates, pirates
Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? No it's murda they don't know
That we're pirates by night we get violent like fighters fightin'
Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? No it's murda they don't know
That we're pirates by night we get violent like fighters fightin'
Up in my temple proceedin' I'm waitin' to taste your
Blood run through my veins and see you gasping out my name
You'll be sayin', "Psycho bitch, psycho, psycho, psycho"
See the fear that's in your face is how I kill you
I have to fill my thirst so now I gots to kill you
We are all forgotten souls nightmare of every boy and girl
Kneight Riduh pirates the leaders of the underworld
I'm so happy, happy knowin' my torture brought you pain
Play in my little game you hide I'll blow out your brain
Isn't that fun? Whoever wants some you can hide but you can't run
I cut off your legs now beg, yes beg, 1-2 Riduz comin' for you
3-4 you shoulda locked your door, let me in
Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? No it's murda they don't know
That we're pirates by night we get violent like fighters fightin'
Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? No it's murda they don't know
Krayzie and Kneight Rieduz:Thug Mentality 1999
Intro
(Leatherface...Deadly Whispers...((?))
you're gonna die here, y'know? (The Widow-maker) Knieght Rieduz
(Knieght Rieduz) There's no escaping the Knieght Rieduz
Knieght 1- Shhh
Hey, I be pirate they call Shhh {laughing} You wanna walk the plank?
C'mon, I'll make you walk the plank/ Aiming point-blank range,
Buckin' up brain, what a bloody bloody scene, make the old lady scream, ";Oh, no!
I don't believe it"; But you seen it redrum murder, baby/ All they saw was the
shadows of the dark
So they can't tell the law/ Ha, ha, ha! Fuck 'em!
Knieght 2
Even in the rain, like to see the head pop when they heart stop; Drop
Knieght 1- Shhh
As they pulse begins to weakin'; complications with their breathin'
And I'll step on they neck while they wheezin'/ Comin' from the underland
Pirates, understand we are unidentified; 1st of our kind/ Knieght Rieduz roll,
vroom, vroom, vroom
All the pirates on the ships-n-the witches on the brooms
And manic, and manic, and manic; it must be magic {laughing}
We move only when the moonlight guides us/ When the sun rises, you will not find
us
We will not exist/ Disappear from the faces of the earth, but when the clock
strikes 12{clock ring}
all Hell breaks loose (Tell 'em right...Tell 'em)We are the people
under the floors and we will kill you/ Dressed in black, my name is Shhh
And I shall speak no more (no more)
Knieght 3 - Deadly Whispers
Bewildered by the mere sight of us/ Mind twisted; Shook-up
Should'na never missed that bus/ Danger closing in on all sides
You only get one chance, you better take it/ Run, hide
Appeared from outta nowhere/ No trace to be found/ We come and we go
Without even a sound/ One in hand, I am he; Deadly whispers, cutting throu my
crane
like the sharpest of scissors/ More or less showin' you all no pity
And you women have the audacity to tell you body with these sexual tendencies
It couldn't happen even in your wildest fantasies
I'm not gonna pass out when I'm throu...
-Refrain-
Knieght Rieduz here we go...({roars} We want your blood)
Krayzie
Mister Sawed-Off Leather Face-n-the muthafuckin' Knieght Rieduz.
Thugline, nigga. These muthafuckers pirates
And I'm the muthafuckin' thug. So I guess that make me a muthafuckin' thug
pirate...
Pull out your pump/ I'm ready to buck (Buck, buck, buck)
I know it's like that when I be fuckin' with these Knieght Rieduz
Them niggas be always in some type of violence
That's why I signed 'em; Nigga was lookin' for soldiers/ And I never seen no
people like these; they ain't your ordinary
As a matter of fact; check out the rap, they kinda scary/ Night time is where
they
come from, but I ain't seen these niggas in the day time
Not once/ Something fishy/ It's like they don't exist/ Nigga never saw they
faces
I just liked the shit they makin'/ And when we roll
Niggas be lookin' surprised becauze of the way they dress
And they mysterious eyes; hypnotize you, My Knieght Rieduz/ Put on my leather
face
when I want to play with the pirates
-Refrain-
(Comin' just for you {laughing} Oh, We want your blood {laughing}
Knieght 4 - The Widowmaker
I suggest you pack your bags and haul ass if you can
{bird screaches} Be gone by nightfall, and don't look back Oh, how tragic!
Them chose not to roll so they got rolled over/ Now them all alone full of
bulletholes
Turn his lights off indefinitely/ You're nothing more than a puff of smoke
Erased from everyone's memory; You're next to be embalmed
You're no longer a part of the human race/You become a corpse and you're lost in
total darkness
For those who blaspheme my name; Call the coroner/ Won't rest until them all
inside a grave
-Refrain-
Caught 'em {laughing} Oh, Knieght Rieduz (coming just for spite)
Outro
One, two, here we come for you/ Three, four, we takin' over the world
Five, six, you have no time to repent/ Seven, eight, Anti-Saint
Nine, Ten, the sun has set fallin' into the underland
He did you wrong
He did you wrong
He did you wrong
He did you wrong
Hey girlfriend, if somebody told your boyfriend
If they told him, what me and you be doin'
Somebody gonna be in trouble
[Incomprehensible] we be kickin' it like husband and wife
You see that's the reason you sleepy sayin', "Not tonight"
Meet me at the corner store, ain't nobody gotta know
Soon as you pull up, we pull out and roll
Follow me home
Let's get away and be alone, unplug my phone
You know the song, baby
All around the world, it's the same song, the same song
Turn off the light, we be smokin' bud in the dark
Every time I hit the weed
I can see your beauty reflectin' when it spark
Girl, I feel it the reeder and the vibe is perfect
And don't feel worthless
'Cause if your man was actin' right, he'd be worth it
Baby, he don't deserve this
So don't be actin' nervous and besides, he ain't here
It's closed curtains, gettin' it on shit
You know it's something about
When you be sneakin' for some reason
The lovin' feel much better
When you're creepin', don't you get too sleepy
You know you gotta go
Your man is back at home and probably waitin' at the door
So, I get with you tomorrow, baby, just page me, hit me up
And when I jump outta work, come on over and give me some
Hey girlfriend, if somebody told your boyfriend
If they told him, what me and you be doin'
Somebody gonna be in trouble
All I needed was a thug in my life
Somebody that'll treat me right
Slap it from the back and keep it wet all night
A rider like you that's ghetto-life
Answer to my dreams knew that you was him on sight
The way your shit was tight, ain't no happy home
Talkin' to them chickens on the cell phone
Took your shit too long, now two can play the game
I'm feelin' you and ain't no shame
And when I'm in your arms, I feel no pain
Can't hit the spot like you, cop a knot like you
Flip it over quick and knock it out the box like you
Keep it locked like you, it's only you on my mind
And when I'm rollin' in my Benz knowin' you on your grind
You make my heat melt and I don't want no one else
If I can't have you, I'd rather touch myself
Just give the word, boo, I'm leavin' all this shit for you
That thug passion got me sprung, so whatcho gon' do?
Hey girlfriend, if somebody told your boyfriend
If they told him, what me and you be doin'
Somebody gonna be in trouble
Somebody gonna be in trouble
In trouble, in trouble
'Cause if anybody find out
And you know that, yes, you know that
Somebody gonna be in trouble
In trouble, in trouble
'Cause if anybody find out
And you know that, yes, you know that
Krayzie and Mariah Carey:Thug Mentality 1999
Intro
Mariah Carey Don't matter baby, don't matter what people say and I believe we
can still be together
Krayzie Don't matter...Don't matter what they say...
-Refrain-
Baby, I still believe that it's more than my imagination, It's so real, I know
we're gonna be together
Baby, I had a dream, and it's more than my imagination, Because I still believve
we belong together
Krayzie
If you still believe {echo}...fine/ Everything you're searchin' for, maybe more,
more
Mariah Carey
Well boy, you just seem to be lost in uncertainty/ But when you wake up in the
morning
Never sure, but let it go
Krayzie
Believe me, my feeling has always been sure(sure) I just wasn't too certain that
yours were legitimate
Genuine/ Really the Real McCoy, McCoy
Mariah Carey
And after all this time, you look into my eyes, and everything is still the same
My love for you won't fade away...
-Refrain-
Krayzie
I'm still a believer of this/ Won't stop! Just listen and look into my eyes/ I
want you to visualize and
realize/ You see it'd never been too easy being Krayzie Bone/ Temptations, I'm
battlin' with their
persuasions rattling in my brain/ won't go insane/ I figure that's why they call
me Krayzie/ Cuz I still
maintain/We've got to struggle through all them hard times/ I've got to tell
you:
Peace and happiness is hard to find (C'mon) We can get there/ And I'm not trying
to make excuses
and reasons, but these demons got me seeing things that're really misleading me
But maybe that's just my life/ Maybe I'm just a thug, cold-hearted, but I can
feel the love
Just keep faith and don't break it/ Shake all them fakers and haters that makes
me think I'm not
gon' make it, I say, "Yeah, uh-huh...You got to believe it" (Mariah Carey Better
believe it) You got to believe it
-Refrain-
(Krayzie No matter what they say...)
Mariah Carey
If you won't believe baby...think about our lovin'...(If you won't believe...)
Nothing could be closer to it... If we don't believe we'll lose...(Let's do
it...)
Krayzie
C'mon...If you believe I can take you there, c'mon and get down with the thug
love that's in the air
It ain't no reason, reason/ Reason to stop you believin', believin'
Stay real and I'm a stay real right back/ Y'know what I'm gettin' at/ You know
the song;
Got to get control, roll roll roll on...I still believe, keepin' it real enough
to achieve it, achieve it
I still believe it simply just cuz I still belive it, I believe it
-Refrain-
Outro
Mariah Carey Don't matter baby, don't matter what people say and I believe we
can still be together
Krayzie Don't matter...Don't matter what they say...
yall ready , yeh , krayzie jackson i wanna take this time out right now to holla at my dawgs, my bone thug niggas
Yo, what up my nigga? Yeah it's been a minute since I saw ya
I hear your lawyer still tryin to get that appeal for ya
Wanted to holla and tell ya what's poppin but you probly
Already know we been goin through problems, anyway I
Hear you been excercisin and gettin strong in the mind
I hear you been searchin for God inside The Koran
That's cool man, I been prayed up myself
I pray for my health and stress way less for wealth now
I'm still a soldier but I'm tryin to be one for Jehovah
We in the Last Days and tha Last Days is almost over
We all older now, my minds much stronger now
I can see in ya letters ya vocabulary's broader now
I wish we woulda been this smart before we let this game rip us apart
But we forgot that God was our heart, heart
But dont even sweat it my nigga stay strong
And we gon kick it when u come home, my nigga Flesh n Bone, Flesh n Bone
[Chorus]
I remember, remember back in the day
When we all used to hang, Yeah
Back in the hood that was a everyday thang
Yall remember, how we got in this game
We was all in the same
But it came to fame and thangs changed, thangs changed
[Verse 2]
What up Lay? Hope you and ya family okay
I don't even know where I should begin cause I got so many things to say
We been dawgs since the Seventh Grade, the Seventh Grade
Struggled together for a better way, and better days
We was Kid n Play, Kriss Kross and all them niggaz
They called you the light one and of course I was the dark skinned one
Hey! You was the human beat box and I was the rapper
In the battles in between classes, those days
They ain't the same no more, we don't even hang no more
We let the fame destroy something's that's worth way more
Cause friends are kinda hard to come by ain't no tellin these days
We should of seen it comin' ain't no trustin these snakes
But all in all, we had a ball
And even though we took a fall, it's not for long fa sho!
We'd be some damn fools if we let silly ego's
Come between some damn trues and cause a fam fued (my nigga, my nigga)
[Chorus]
[Verse3]
Wish, my nigga, I can clearly remember
See me and you go way back to that day and night in November
Or was it December? When you was mobbin tryin to rob some niggaz
And I was out, put the slug in the pump and I cocked it nigga
But I had my finger still on the trigger, Oh my God, my nigga
Screamin at me like "You shot me nigga!" and I was shocked my nigga
My ears started ringin, I was tweakin, blood was squirtin
You was swervin on the curb man, word man
Rushed to Even though youEmergency, coppers came and arrested me
told them I didn't do it they cuffin me
We told them we was just chillin and niggaz hit us
Half dead and ain't snitchin now that's the realest, that was the realest
That's why we still down, what's really real now
Make ya feel how, we in it to win it with a ill style
You suckas better recognize, better check it
When Krayzie and Wish head over ThugLine Records nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
I ain't forgot ya Bizzy Bone, what's happenin?
We was always in some action every night straight to brackin its crackin
We walked the streets together, starvin, ain't eat together
Slept outside in zero below, it's gon freeze together
I remember I went to the county
And when I got out you went to bustin your pistol, nigga you rowdy
Now how'd all of a sudden it gettin so cloudy, so cloudy
They say Krayzie got problems with Bizzy, that's why they, they breakin up
Only problem I had was you runnin out on the band
But you explained to me deeper and now I understand
So why is niggaz beefin when there's cheese to get and bread to stack
And head's to crack, we got a deadly rap
Nigga together we the coldest, coldest
The realest East 99 soldiers, soldiers
United we ball, divided we fall
Yo. I like that. Turn that up some. Oh yea. It's like
it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like
it's like, it's like, it's like
Who be the realest, the illest, most chillest nigga
that could ride any rhythm in here?
That gotta be Krayzie Jackson blazing at 'cha, doing
ya right in ya ear, so clear
Spitting verses that come thirsty for more, so I split
'em, serve 'em, twirl 'em right from the door
Now look who's back on the scene, the lyrical genius Krayzie
Style after style, I got down and get wild, like I'm
drowning a bottle of Gin, I got to
So a speech is slurring, and I see a blurry vision
nigga, you 'bout to get it, watch out
Where the gangstas at? Where the ballers at? Where the
brawlers at? Where my dogs is at?
where them niggaz that don't give a fuck about
nothing, motherfuck 'em, buck 'em and all of that
Keep it thuggish ruggish baby, baby, baby, put up the
dough if you think you can fade this, Bone, Bone
Bone, Bone, Bone
I am what I am as a thug in the Land
Never run and I stand with a gun in my hand
If you want it, come get it, we got it, this beef
inside, we ready, come bring it, come on
Y'all better get outta my way, it's Kray, Leatherface
in the place, finna blow up just like a grenade
Give me pay nigga, don't try to play with my paper
this year cause I swear I'm gonna act like my name
Got a gauge and K that'll blaze in the same
Ya don't really wanna play with me man
But I'ma be ready on any day, y'all just be ready for plenty pay
I bet 'cha I fade any sucka as soon as it pop
Making 'em drop, shaking the spot
One simple shot and they feel the shit done with, plus
I got something for them niggaz that come with
Run quick when my gun spit, and I bust this out in
public, on some thug shit, who the thug bitch? That'll
be T-H-U-G-L-I-N-E and yes, we be
They wanna be like, they wanna roll like them
original, lyrical, miracle, critical killers for real for real
Chokie, chokie, choke, choke, Krayzie Jackson blazing
at 'cha, choke, choke, choke, choke..
Choke, choke, choke, choke, that gotta be Krayzie
Jackson blazing at 'cha, choke, choke, choke, choke..
[3X]
Yea, yea, yea, yea, choke, choke, choke, choke
chokie, chokie, choke, choke, choke..
Nothing you can say can help you get away from my
eyes, from my eyes, chokie, chokie, choke, choke
choke..
Nothing you can do can truly keep you from my eyes
from my eyes, chokie, chokie, choke, choke, choke..
Chokie, chokie, choke, choke, choke..
[Chorus] Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone *repeated
throughout chorus
Let me get ya twizted man
Let me get ya twizted man
Let me get ya twizted man
Let me get ya twizted man
2x
Teach 'em who the illest
Show 'em who the realest
Who can make ya feel it?
Ha, ha who?
[Verse 1]
You see me hit the ground runnin'
A hundred miles and still gunnin'
I might be the coldest nigga that ever done it
I hit 'em with the flow that'll get me paid
Money, at the same time in the game ya can't touch this
Smooth with the roughness, thuggish ruggish
I put a little bit of singing with it, and they love it (Rugged)
Put 'em all in the bucket
Busted, lyrical killa to get dusted (dusted!!)
I can tell how you bite my style, you can mean good
But I'm finna shut 'em all down (all down)
All y'all fall down
Mista Sawed Off, raw dawg
I'm tellin' y'all now (y'all now)
Y'all better get ready for Ball'R Records and ThugLine
Caught up in the rapture, we got ya just after one rhyme
They don't really wanna get it on
They don't wanna see the Bone, Bone
We can take it to the middle of the floor yo, harass them niggaz
Get up in 'em like the po-po's
Still flow, so cold
Krayzie's axin' blazin' at ya
Aimed exactly atcha, gotcha
Shots will drop ya, fade ya propa
Rock the spot and make ya holla "Dolla bill y'all"
Make a mill with my real dawgs
Wit the down niggaz, and I feel yall
Gotta kick it with the trill always, gotta chill with a ill squad
That'll really feel y'all, y'all, y'all
Bone still doin' it to 'em
No matter who in the room or who in the build'
No matter who close the show
You ask the party people who stole it though, they know
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
They don't really wanna rumble, ya seen us
Split 'em while I hit 'em
Nigga did him in the first verse
If y'all suckas wanna work, nigga take off ya skirt
and drop ya purse
And I'ma do you like it hurt (word up!)
Keep a Burna when I'm heated, get up in 'em like the automatic nine millimeter
Drop a bomb on a nigga
It's the, original thugs, the criminals love us
'Cause we give 'em somethin' to bump, the music is murder
Nigga y'all rememba "No Surrender"
Then we hit 'em up on the "First of Tha Month"
And everbody got scared when the niggaz said "Dear Mr Ouijia"
Now I'm up in the club, in the cut with the Thugs
Puffin' on bomb ass bud
Finna show 'em how to flow when I pour a lil mo' drinkie, drink off in my cup
I still take a lil' Hen mix it with a lil Gin
Shake, shake it all in (all in)
A lil' somethin' that I made up, sip it with a friend
New drink I call Syn (Syn)
And if you want it nigga' we can get it crackin'
We can get into some action if you really wanna battle me
Money on the wood make the bank no good
Money outta sight might start a fight (aight?)
You ain't neva heard anotha like me
Smooth with the roughness and, sucka free
Show 'em how I do it for these, wannabes
I let them suckas know they ain't runnin' with none of these (nigga please)
So cold I better freeze anything, thinkin' they hot
Thinkin' they not, easy to drop
Nigga y'all can believe it or not
I'm back on the block
I'm takin' my spot back
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Y'all better believe I keep it comin'
Let 'em ride to the rhythm of a criminal, yes sir
I'm willin' ta bet cha' when I unload, I reload
I aim it and dump, dump some mo'
First sucka jump off, it's gon' blow
Then them other niggaz really can't, they don't really
understand how I come back and I manage to do this amount of damage
When they run into the static so you know we get to handlin'
Hangin' out the back, grandaddy of the Cadillac
Better get up off me, I'm a really crabby nigga
If I gotta release it, I guess I gotta be a killa
Get 'em with anotha thrilla, will pop off like a gorilla
They be waitin' on Krayzie 'cause ain't nobody reala (Now)
Everybody wanna know if Krayzie comin' with a gun
And now I make 'em feel it, if ya really think I'm bullshittin'
Blowed up, I'm comin' for ya
Why you on some paranoia, murda mo we go, go, go
Money is the one and only mission
If it's gettin' too heated then nigga stay up out the kitchen
You trippin', you ever need a fixin?
Well come on and see your nigga
The shit I finna bring to these shows will make ya feel it (can ya feel it?)
I be runnin' so fast on a nigga, they don't even see me comin' like Shaq (yup, yup)
But every know and then I gotta catch my wind
so let me take a second catch my breath (whoo)
I'ma take this breatha but you know I won't ease up tonight
(no, I won't ease up tonight)
'Cause I still get at that ass fast or slow (slow)
If you wanna see me with some paper partner pay the price (pay the price)
Who coldest flow? Ho's this you know
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Yo
I'm in the house now, for sure
Krayzie Bone, Lil Jon on the track
(Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone)
keep goin littl'e homie! why u rollin.
i dont give a shii-it about your biyatch.
why why dont you go into the next room and start gettin
fat sweaty betty
we go tho the playground and the skatin rank!
she said her name was betty i cant believe this shit the
i took her back to the crib and hit it all night
she rolled over fuckin knocked the wind outa me.
big fat sloppy shit people call betty
cant tell teh diffrence between her titties to her hips
We hard time, hard time hustlin', hustlin'
We hard time, hard time hustlin', hustlin'
We hard time, hard time hustlin', hustlin'
We hard time, hard time hustlin', hustlin'
Mama been laid off, she ain't workin' no mo'
Papa been laid off, he say things done got slow
My brother's been laid off, he been locked down
For more than two years now
My world is crumblin', time is hard they were before
But, oh, my God, mama mad at pops 'cause he ain't workin'
But today she lost her job, now what in the fuck
Is we suppose to do? We on our last loaf of bread
Got cereal, but no milk, Kool-Aid, no sugar, what the hell?
And here come Mr. Bill collector beatin' down our door for dough
Mama say when they come knockin'
Y'all don't say nothin', shh, get on the floor
Kind of hard to see at night
In a house when it ain't got no lights and shit
No gas or water, had to borrow H20 from my relative
Man, it feels like I ain't even here
I'm ready to get up and get all my own
But I got three more fuckin' years
Nigga 15, with a big dream to make it on out this ghetto
But the devil won't settle, fuckin' up my levels, he won't let go
I'm livin' to die, it seems I just can't win
Now I'm high but I'm stoppin' to realize I drunk this whole fifth of Gin
(Nigga damn)
I'm 17 and drinkin' like I'm grown up
I got some problems, plus I need some money
And it's really all because
Mama been laid off, she ain't workin' no mo'
Papa been laid off, he say things done got slow
My brother's been laid off, he been locked down
For more than two years now
Juvenile nigga, done strugglin', hustlin', strugglin' like I want it
Then fuck school, right now I'm hungry
And I can't eat that damn diploma
But on this corner I can eat everyday, all I gotta do is slang this yay
Nigga, if business keep going this way me
And my family is fin to be straight
I'm glad I took that fifty dollars that grandma gave me
Bought me a double up, now it's all about comin' up
I'ma pay ya back next week, repeat
Took my ass straight to the block with hand full of rocks
Y'all and it's my first time I'm lowin', watchin' for cop cars
By the end of the night a nigga sold all the rocks
I'm trippin' out lookin' at all the dough I got
I shoulda been came a sold the block and locked it
Made me some profits, so nigga tonight
My people gonna be eatin' on lobster
Hate to say it but I think these streets done really created a monster
'Cause now that I see how quick I can come about breakin' the law
Why in the hell is you steady tellin' me to go and get a job?
Fuck that, nigga, this my thing right now I know
I'm walkin' home happy, smilin' and I ain't even thinkin' about
Mama been laid off, she ain't workin' no mo'
Papa been laid off, he say things done got slow
My brother's been laid off, he been locked down
For more than two years now
Mama been laid off, she ain't workin' no mo'
Papa been laid off, he say things done got slow
My brother's been laid off, he been locked down
For more than two years now
Business was boomin' so a nigga assuming I could do some improving
Like new jewels, clothes, shoes, Cadillac Coupe, I'm out here doin' it
Got me a cold ass broad and that's something I never had
But I'm never mad 'cause I done snagged one bad
One with my young ass, once I turned 18 it was on
But my brother started writing home, tellin' me to leave this shit alone
I say, what? Nigga, he don't know that I'm too deep in this
I'm livin' and breathin' the street shit
And if I don't play the crook, you ain't gonna have shit on your books
Look, gimme a minute, I'll chill in a minute, I promise I will
As soon as I finished this last load, I'ma drop the dice after this last roll
Little did he know, I got no intentions on leavin' this shit here
I'm feelin' to get rich here
When you get out, you'll have some shit here if you still care
Made enough money to move my moms and pops to a new pad
They was suspicious but they ain't trippin'
'Cause this more shit than we ever had
But shit went bad, six in the morning
Crashing through my door was the Feds
And they want that bread, we want you and I'm like ooh, shit
Shoulda listened to my brother, huh? But I'm like fuck it now
Mama got to buggin' out when them po, po got to cuffin' pops
Now I'm in the courtroom when that asked me how I plea
I tell the judge straight up, I've been havin' problems
And it's all because
Mama been laid off, she ain't workin' no mo'
Papa been laid off, he say things done got slow
My brother's been laid off, he been locked down
For more than two years now
Mama been laid off, she ain't workin' no mo'
Papa been laid off, he say things done got slow
My brother's been laid off, he been locked down
For more than two years now
Mama been laid off, she ain't workin' no mo'
Papa been laid off, he say things done got slow
My brother's been laid off, he been locked down
For more than two years now
Verse 1:
Runnin' with thet AK-47 buckin heated heavy
bustin niggas in the belly, and follow with the 357,
and then the automatic tech'll get 'em
niggaz love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em
hit 'em and I really meant to split 'em
put these niggas on they ass like a overdose of penicillin
murder, nigga wanna pack a pistol wit' it
we got a coffin that'll fit you in it the bullets come wit' it
heard a nigga supposed to be on the stalk
so, now we takin caution when we walk
a lotta niggas could talk, they betta not be actin
nigga betta show me some affirmative action
'cause I'ma take it baby, mo' comin thru blastin
an innocent nigga you turn around and go back
'cause niggas that cross-fires, no lie
the motherfuckin' bullets fly by, be blinded
it's a helluva war so motherfucker bring it on bitch
hell yeah, we been ready for da longest
who you gonna caome wit'
yes, we said it, so nigga that die we got to be ready(ready)
got into the game just a little too deep
now motherfuckers on the creep, but i can't sleep
until my enemies rest in peace(rest in peace)
Chorus:
Runnin' wit' the AK-47 buckin heated heavy
Yeah, nigga love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em(repeat)
Verse 2:
Hey yeah, stacin my artillary shop
to the enemy we fuck up the cops
this shit'll kill 'em on the spot
throw 'em in the lake right over the rocks
and get the fuck away and don't get caught
ya betta hurry nigga, G-O for what ya N-O
so hoe come on, nigga wanna see if it's real, we got promos
stank 'em and tag 'em wit' the forty fo' magnum
get up inside 'em hit the spine, paralyze 'em
listen to the pistol when they whistle
spittin many missiles, splittin niggas to the gristle
hit 'em in the middle of the fo'head
is the motherfuckin hoe dead, oh yeah
reload it, M-11 9 millimeters in the front
pump, post up when we jump out and run
they in the trunk, i told you right in front my seat, i keep heat
you flamin up, the gat is right next to my feet
never know what i will pull out and shoot when I reach
and y'all ain't leavin the scene without bleedin
(stick it to 'em, nigga give it to 'em) however they want it
send it to us, send his role back, trust him.
(Chorus)
Verse 3:
You don't wanna fuck wit' Thugline
now it's the end of the song
and I drunk the whole bottle
I been fuckin with the killa liquor
sippin hennessey and it got me the pen to see
the fuckin enemy that wanna put me deep
paranoia when I'm in the streets
bullet-proof, but they can get me underneath
or in the upper H-E-A-D
and I don't wanna be anotha casualty
so, I gotta be much quicker to release
screamin "Bloody murder!!"
makin motherfuckers eat the mauseberger
undertaker, nigga take 'em under to the wasteland
Leather-Face up in the place
ya betta pin that nigga Krayzie(Krayzie)
never mistake me for these lames that be fakin
playa-hatin, concentratin' , so we eliminatin
we erase 'em, erase 'em
yes, we erase, 'em erase 'em, erase 'em
yes, we erase 'em
Outro:
If you wanna get fucked up
Nigga wanna get bucked up
Jump, if you wanna get fucked up
Nigga wanna get fucked up
Jump if you wanna get fucked up
Nigga wanna get bucked up
The drama just goes on and on
Drama be just part of my life, life
It's been like that since I was born
Yes, I can run but I can't hide
Gon' be like that until I'm gone, gone
Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me
Roll down-a my family tree with me
Keep flippin' the page to page
See nothin' but strugglers
I never knew no hustlas like my daddy and mama
So, I gotta drop my Pz
But I think way back in the day now
When Moms and Pops had my back
They stayed down and gave us a place to lay down
But then, then when the wind blew in
It threw in a crackpot but lately
It's keepin' my people up off the hinges
Can I get a witness, baby? And I'm out the door
Gots to go make me some money on my own
Somebody tell me now, where we went wrong
God, bring my family back because they long gone
It's on, now, Pops don't even come around
But I know Pop's got problems
That's why your little nigga's still down with ya
But it hurts to see your family takin' a beatin'
My sisters keep sayin' they hungry
Gotta come up on some way to feed 'em
Big Will, Rod J, take a ride, slide down '71, callin' welfare
When the check came, Mom, she hounds everyone
So, bang, bang, had to get down for my thang
Swang with a me thugstas, pump, we
Never did love ya, St. Clair, struggler, yeah, your hustla, baby
The drama just goes on and on
Drama be just part of my life, life
It's been like that since I was born
Yes, I can run but I can't hide
Gon' be like that until I'm gone, gone
Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me
I can't get away from all this drama surroundin' me
Houndin' me, heavily comin' down on me
Drama been poundin' my brain, callin' my name
These demons, they seem to be followin' me
Come in all shapes and sizes, enemies, my friends
It don't surprise me, I try to help niggas make better
But they ain't appreciate it, guess they'd rather stay back
In the ghetto
Well, oh well, if that's how you want it, nigga
Then go ahead but don't fuck with me
I'm up in this bitch like Michael Jackson
I wish they'd before I show the other side of me
(Leave me alone)
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, that's how it be
Nigga gon' get violent but if my so called
Ex-friends wanna try me, bloody riot is how we like it
You all invited, get so heated, you'll feel the temperature risin'
So heated, we spit back flames, front page article
All the police could find of them bitches was particles
For fuckin' with me and I'm down to stand on the front line
To get wild, one of the first to get up and get down
Niggas ain't knowin' the anger inside me
And then when I finally snap, nigga
I'm a fuck up your sister, your daddy, your mama
Your brother, if he want some drama, come on
Come on, come on
The drama just goes on and on
Drama be just part of my life, life
It's been like that since I was born
Yes, I can run but I can't hide
Gon' be like that until I'm gone, gone
Gemini, every time I try to use my mind
Seems like I gotta fight two sides
And I never know which one's right
That's my life
Gemini, every time I try to use my mind
Seems like I gotta fight two sides
And I never know which one's right
That's my life
Man since I been off in this music business shit has gotten crazy
I gotta be dealing with devils bitches and bustas daily
All ah dem was screamin' to take me on that long ride
Journey or mission, whatever you wanna call it they tryin' to get me
Listen, I'm hearing voices sayin' kill dem motherfuckers dead
Other voices saying be humble man and understand
I try to be level headed but it seems the devils winnin'
Try to do the right thing but I always end up sinnin', pin me
God won't forgive you when you pray and do the same shit
So I repent, and you can't even pay yo rent, if it ain't no dollars
Ain't no sense right now but as I stop and think
A nigga got kids right now and mine got to eat but they can't eat
If daddy's dead or in jail, so, what would you do choose heaven or hell
If it's hell you'd probably come up fast, and die that's why I wonder
Why heaven ain't the chance on my mind
Listen nigga, you plan on having thought of thangs
Then fuck everybody else, think about your self them
Motherfuckers never gave you shit fuck that nigga take that bitch
You smoke all the motherfuckin' reefa you give, kill any motherfuckers
You feel need to be killed and the niggaz that used to run with you
They ain't you friends them niggas is out to get you
And fuck this ruthless bitch, them motherfuckers ain't paid you
For shit if I was you and you was me, then I'll bust in that office
And take my profits but no, you motherfuckers tryin' to go to heaven
Be broke and ain't nobody bless you what happen to the motherfuckin'
Nigga I know the nigga that was locking the let the guns smoke
You a mastermind you need to say fuck this rap shit and put
It in some crime you money waitin' nigga ya motherfuckin' money
Ways niggas, don't let you know you gotta fight these niggas
You know you got damn right handle my pistol dawg 'cuz
I then got hype, finna be some motherfuckers dying tonight
The shit ain't right 'cuz I den stayed humble and kept it real with
You hoes and motherfuckers try to play me still nigga I know
Yeah motherfuckers is thinkin' a nigga got soft and I dropped
My sawed off and I won't break 'em off but you know a nigga
Show dem niggas, hoe ass niggas told dem niggas
If I had to fake that is was on, stop hold up nigga wait don't go
Makin' a mistake wit your life man fuck this hoe shit niggas
Is 'bout to ride, but wait, what you mean make a mistake
Motherfuckers owe me, but killing ain't the way to get it please hear me
Well how the fuck I'm pose to eat ain't no other way but it is
It ain't fuck that how you feel it is oh shit, you got to pray
They'll be a better day I can bet there'll be a better way, but you
Gotta keep ya faith don't let them demons take your soul
Don't sell your soul no, remember what you reap you so
And if you try to cheat he know fuck that save the world shit
Don't listen to that garbage, don't you know niggas gone die
Hell regardless, don't you got a family nigga what about your daughter
And that's just the reason you should trust in the Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
So what am I to do, go dance with the devil or be true to you know who
Get paid I make due but the bad is lookin' good and the good is
Lookin' bad, shit you be the judge of that dat
Gemini, every time I try to use my mind
Seems like I gotta fight two sides
And I never know which one's right
That's my life
Gemini, every time I try to use my mind
Seems like I gotta fight two sides
And I never know which one's right
That's my life
-Chorus-Tupac-
But thug nigga be on point and game tight (Yeah, that's right...) But thug niggas be on point and game tight
Krayzie
Let us subtract some of these bustas that's screamin' they real (watch out) It's time to go for trill skill, niggas chasin' the scrill, makin' the dollar bill/ The nation that I been runnin' with been ready for raw/ And pullin' up on cops, bust shots and leavin 'em dead in the car, leave the Feds in the dark/ Get ready for this cauze thugs is takin' over/ All them niggas that bought the record we done transformed 'em into souljahs so when we roll up on you, better believe that niggas come to fight/ You can try us but...
-Chorus-Tupac-
Krayzie
Do you wanna ride? I'm rollin' till the wheels fall off cauze we bout to riot/ I kill 'em all with this Sawed-Off/ If you ain't talkin' about no money, nigga don't speak to me at all/ If you aint down with the organization Thug Nation, got no reguards/ We stayin' untouchable, unbustable, got dicks so we unfuckable/ So ya'll better back up off us and approach with caution/ Quit tappin' the telephone line, quit tryin' to move in on mine/ Keep tryin'
-Chorus-Tupac-
Krayzie
Stay away from them ho's, them niggas ya foes, don't trust 'em/ Niggas'll tell you they rollin' as soon as you turn your back they cut 'cha, motherfucker/ So (?) I won't tolerate it, niggas don't wanna be bothered with it/ Soon as we pin it, nigga get rid of that motherfucker with the quickness/ Get him the fuck out/ To the bitch made, snitch snake nigga; AK 47 crazy rebelious made killas/ Whether you runnin' up on my car or kickin' in my door/ But you know the clip'll be in and I'll begin to spit at all ya'll ho's/ Aim for the dome/ I won't tryin' to be shot your leg off, I'm liable to knock your head off/ Just simply don't get hit first when it's set off/ We meet 'em, greet 'em with heaters, street sweapers, nine millimeters/ We be there, ready for war, suited and strapped up, ready fo' more/ Frontline nigga, in case you ain't heard 'bout us, it's Thug Line nigga/ Buck! Buck! Die nigga! LeathaFace in the place, still got my 12 gauge dangillin'/ Try me but...
-Chorus-Tupac-
Krayzie
Been tryin' to organize a regime of killas/ And niggas is ready to bomb back in combat to ride with us, straight guerilla/ We got niggas from Cleveland to Cali, New Zealand to Maui, from Miami to Cincinnatti niggas is in it to rally or riot/ Kept quiet for too damn long/ Niggas ain't sangin' no songs or marchin' we lightin' fires and slang chrome/ We lootin' or terorizin' and I'm shootin' to paralyze 'em/ We tryin' to stop 'em from think, walkin' talkin' and breathin' yeah/ And I got some souljahs on the East Coast that's keepin' they heat loaded in case we need more thug power/ Come after the cowards in the blue suits and badges/ Recruit troops for the madness/ Attack and swoop through and handle it/ Vandalism won't do no good for damage done cauze nigga, LeathaFace gon' make sure niggas dont come back when the battles won/ United we stand and we fightin' the same fight, you can try us
Chorus
I want to hurt you i don't know why(4X)
Verse 1
Woke up this morning in a cemetery kinda weary
Looked over my shoulder and I seen somebody just been freshly buried
Was kinda scary cuz my shirt was soaked in blood man
Shovel in my hand so I had to be the one that dug that
But I had no knowledge
I don't remember even leavin the house man
Can't explain how I got here
It's like I was walkin but I was unconscious
But I had to be wallin
Cuz I seen the bloody machete ah
It was used on the victim to shred him up
Oh my god don't tell me I.....Oh shit
Something's going wrong I don't know whats going on
All I know was I was home then I woke up here alone
Wondering who was in that hole I ain't stickin around to know
My mind is blank and I'm so cold and I don't know which way to go
Runnin in the rain
I'm barely breathin more like wheezin
Runnin in the rain
How could this be what I was heavin
I made it to my house I closed the blinds and shut the door
Somebody please tell me whats going on cuz I don't fuckin know
Chorus
Verse 2
Jumped in the shower washed the blood from off my body
Rolled up a blunt I'm feeling psychotic mixed me up some ginentonic
But I'm nauseous feeling woozy like I'm in the twilight zone the movie
How did I do it how did I get through it
and I wondered if anyone knew what I was doing
Sat down and clicked on the tube
Flipped to the news I'm trying to find answers
Whos body is on my hands and how did the situation get so drastic
Its madness
And I just can't take no more I passed out
Couldn't help but crash out from last night I'm dashed out
Slept for a minute but I didn't sleep to long before
I was awakin by some heavy bangin on my door
It was the popo cuz inside they shined their flashlights
gotta funny feeling this has something to do with last night
They tried to tell me that I'm wanted for kidnap and murder
tellin me they got proof that I murdered my ex-employer
Don't think my lawyer can help me with this one
I grabbed my pistol put the clip in
and i'm out the back window
I'm gone.
Thugline guess who's back?
(Da thugs)
Tell 'em who the real niggaz is, man?
(Da thugs)
Who the fuck ya come to see?
(Da thugs)
The only niggaz down with me is
(Da thugs)
Who the niggaz straight up off the double glock?
(Da thugs)
Who them niggaz brought you thug love with Pac
(Bone)
(Da thugs)
Who the niggaz mixin' Hennessey and gin?
(Da thugs)
Let's start this shit up, baby
Niggaz guessin' it is my thug nature
That motivates me to chase me some paper
'Cause bein' broke sure 'nuff wasn't the plans when we made 'em
Straight up, you barely get up off your ass wake up, wake up
Nigga, how long you think this shit gonna last? Yeah
(Thugs)
Get up, get up got to keep your hustle
Got to fight the struggle if ya wanna survive the jungle
You know I'm a thug for life, I'm knowin' you already knowin' that
Don't need to be showin' that
Until it's time to let niggaz knowin that, that's what I'm doin'
(Thugs)
Gonna go platinum outta the box the tracks out, the raps out
And nigga don't act shocked
You fuckin' with Kray, leatherface sawed off slim
Ghetto cowboy
Whatever you got to say you say it loud, speak up
(Thugs)
No need for flashin' my jewelry to get a broad, hell no
Ain't got no game but nigga my real is raw
You feel me, kill me that's been the discussion of some bustas
I heard them motherfuckas tryin' to do the thuggish ruggish
(Thugs)
Bring it on, we about war, world war
Meet us in the streets or bring it to the show
We can rap, bust caps, make 'em know it
While I strangle this bastard with my microphone cord
(Da thugs)
Who them motherfuckas wanna be like?
(Da thugs)
Who them niggaz feel the thug shit we write?
(Da thugs)
Tell them motherfuckas who we do it for?
(Da thugs)
If ya niggaz lookin' for us playa, here we go
(Da thugs)
Why the fuck the cops always fuckin' with
(Da thugs)
Fuck the police that's comin' straight from
(Da thugs)
Who your girlfriend left you for?
(Da thugs)
Who them niggaz you scared to approach?
(Da thugs)
The way they leave ya fine 'til we get there
Nigga you're runnin' outta time
See you with a cop, 'cause we be there
Picture thugs on the line, frontline
The way they leave ya fine 'til we get there
Nigga you're runnin' outta time
See you with a cop, 'cause we be there, pint ya
Thugs on the line, frontline
See krayzie about that nickels and profit
(Thugs)
Keepin' my pockets all swollen
Gimme that bone love
As you can see it's no longer mo' thug
That's your luck, 'cause it ain't no beefer that my peeps
So why do I hear 'em speakin' it different on the streets?
But check it out
(Thugs)
I'm through with trippin', that's why I got on my mission and did this
Handled my business, witness your nigga come up on these millions
Really I been in the cut now for quite a while
When I come out, niggaz gonna recognize the tighter style
(Thugs)
Now watch out this harmonies
Speed it up, heat it up, beat it up
Give it up, anyways keepin' up
Ain't never been done before just so you know
Wait a minute, oh I want you to meet and greet my thug tribe
New and improved, I bring to you the motherfuckin' thugline
(Thugs)
Fuck what you talkin' stupid bitch, it's what you walk
Can you walk? And my thugs strut
It's daily watch me walk
(Thugs)
I never really been one to claim no coast
But you're that Cleveland nigga in here for sho'
(In da house)
That I know
(Thugs)
Who them niggaz stealin' t-shirts and khakies?
(Da thugs)
Who them niggaz keep it real when they rappin'?
(Da thugs)
Who they tryin' to ban, who?
(Da thugs)
And who don't give a damn, who?
(Da thugs)
What you hearin' when you turnin' on your radio?
(Da thugs)
Who you seein' when you lookin' at the video?
(Da thugs)
Who them niggaz smokin' blunts non stop?
(Da thugs)
Who them niggaz escape the block?
(Da thugs)
When you kick it with the thugs
When you smoke a little weed
Call me up, you know the thugs always keep it
We got what you need, just call me up, yeah
(Da thugs)
Teach the world to be like
(Da thugs)
(Whole wide world)
Want the world to be like
(Da thugs)
(Whole, wide, world)
Teach the world to be like
(Da thugs)
(Whole wide world)
Want the world to be like
(Da thugs)
(Whole, wide, world)
What's up to my niggaz Flesh-N-Bone?
(Da thugs)
Stay strong, my nigga
Fuck the law
The time has come
Let us unite, mount
My heavenly Father's children
(My heavenly Father)
The time has come for judgement
Armageddon
False prophets never blend in
For we are
(We are)
Revelation angels descending
(My lordy, lord)
From our sins no need to pretend
Who provided me oxygen I loved since I began
Prayin' you wash away my sins
Babylon the great has fallen, offsprings of the wicked one crawl
Fearin' that their Lord is calling
Blessed be the sins of the Almighty
Destunation of any others burn eternaly and waste in heat
Oh, look what we've been done
What have brung, brung, brung?
Oh, look what we've been done
What have brung, brung, brung?
Oh, look what we've been done
What have brung, brung, brung?
Oh, look what we've been done
What have brung, brung, brung?
Oh, look what we've been done
What have brung, brung, brung?
It's Armageddon, pay attention
You better recognize the end is coming
You'll be wishin' it wasn't time to die
'Cause I can see and I can feel it
It's all in my bone
And ain't no tellin' when you living
You're dead, you're gone for sure
We go through this war I thought you knew
It's time to recruit
And you and you, you better be prepared to shoot
So look out, boy
(And you're runnin' and you're coming)
Uh, oh, uh, oh, no, no, not the evil system
Armageddon bring new kingdom
Hey tell me where you're runnin' to
'Cause when I find you you're marked by the beast
So you're not a survivor
So it's time to die, kiss ourselves goodbye
The whole world bites the dust, couldn't live while corrupted up
Enough get up and get youselves together
Get your kids 'cause they're rebellion got to learn 'em with a lesson
It's taught you're brought caught up in your web
And it's your fault got no pulse
Armaggedon will have you broke off
But still you don't wanna learn, learn
Standin' too close to that fire, get burned, burned
Muder is coming to ge us, believe me
It's seekin' to find your future
The feeling I get when it's creepin'
Now police have been killin' [unverified] us [unverified] to ger rid of us
What you want? I'm sick of the world, putting us all in coffin
But y'all don't feelin' me now
How silly can we be? It's Judgement Day as we speak
And it ain't no other road, no death is the only way to go
So murder is comin' to get us, pin us, all within time
Armageddon, geddon, geddon
Armageddon
The end is coming
You better get ready for Armageddon
Armageddon destruction rollin' over us in murderous ways
Killin' you everybody
See did anybody pray?
But it's much tool late
If you have not been told on Judgement Day
Bloddy fate and you can't say wait
Could you imagine seeing life end and I mean your life just flashing
Poof, gonna do? Gonna do?
Do you wanna live the rest of your life?
Or do you wanna die with the rest of your life, life?
Somebody calling me telling me you better get up, the end is comin'
It's comin' they comin' and yes I believe it, I know it
I know it's near look here, ha you
Ain't trying to be outside when the sun no longer shine
That's right, that's right, that's right
Now look at you burn
We're lost fallin' from the ground, law free we are
Freedom from po po, we don't need 'em no more
And I hope you catch the first blow
I'm flipping much praise to the Lord above me
No one can change that
I know the difference between life and death
And while you lie back thinking your life you're gonna live forever
Who put you on that level?
It was a lie would be nice
Souljah Boy'll treat you better
Never put anything before your children
Honor your mother and father
You're going to live forever in the kingdom, peace
The Maker, He got somthing for us
He gave us life y'all
And He's gonna have to destroy us, gonna break us off
Armageddon
The end is coming
You better ge ready for Armageddon
An there shall be great earthquakes
And the sun becomes as black as sackcloth
And the moon as blood
And the stars of heaven shall fall unto the earth
Even as a fig tree cast her untimely figs
When she is shaken of a mighty wind
And the heavens, the heavens will depart as a scroll
And it is the roller together
And every mountain and island will move out of their places
And the kings of the earth, and the great men and the rich men
And the chief captains and the mighty men and every bond man
And every free man, shall hide themselves in the dens
And in the rocks of the mountains
And shall say to the mountain and the rocks
Fall on us, fall on us and hise us fro the face of him
That sit upon the throne
And from the wrath of the Lamb
For the great day of His [unverified] has come
And who shall be able to stand?
Hey yo, I'm tired of runnin these streets, yo
I'm tired of hustlin
Y'all motherf**kers think this is all a game
This shit ain't easy, this is all I know
What am I supposed to do now? huh?
Do you know where you're goin to?
Do you like the things the streets it's showin you?
Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever?
Do you know where you're goin to?
Do you like the things the streets it's showin you?
Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever?
It was you and me against the world
We switched the game up
Hustlin forever together before we came up
It changed our paths we went our separate ways
No more ridin on them niggaz for me, how I miss those days
Swore up and down you was a super thug, so it's told
But had compassion for your foes wit'cha heart of gold
While I was rappin and singing you started slangin and bangin
But with money comes greed saw your heart it was changin
Niggaz out on the street, your peeps gettin covered in sheets
You relied on heat to keep you from suffering defeat
And now you're different like these savages, you're soul golfed
I know you're hurtin everytime I see your soul from you
You at your crossroads, whatcho gonna do?
Where you going, boo?
Street is watchin just to take your soul from you
Who will feed your seed if you're locked down, or better yet
Dead?
Did you live your life to the fullest when you take your last
Breath?
Do you know?
Do you know where you're goin to?
Do you like the things the streets it's showin you?
Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever?
Do you know where you're goin to?
Do you like the things the streets it's showin you?
Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever?
Come follow me into my life, my life, my life
I'm a young hustla
This is to get paid as I stay clean away from bustas
Strugglin is in my blood
Mentality thug, reality I'm f**ked up
I gotta go get it my goddamn self, cause ain't nobody about to
Give me shit
Gotta go out and get the rent pay
So I'ma be out here on this block with these rocks and this
Glock
Until I profit could you stop it?
Mama used to say 'but until I see it better, it got to be this
Way'
And it don't look like I be going nowhere, nowhere
Looks like I'm stuck in this here ghetto
Even though I done got this dream of being famous
This is really short, and if I don't make it by the end of the
Year
Shit's feelin to be changin I'ma be dangerous, bangin nigga's
Brain
Nigga, I'ma start sharin my pain and bang
Hey, this shit we do for the dollar, dollar bill y'all
So, before I get killed y'all
I gotta make better ain't tryin hustle forever, ever
Do you know where you're goin to?
Do you like the things the streets it's showin you?
Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever?
Do you know where you're goin to?
Do you like the things the streets it's showin you?
Do you know, you Can't Hustle Forever?
God, please I know you see me livin better that this
But, truthfully it's hard for Dre to comprehend cause it's
Cheddar to get
If I don't hustle I can't eat
So in these streets it's you and me
Takin these fair penitentiary chances
Plus some real finances that'll (?) me and my fam to better
Circumstances
Rider quote 'man even though I know I know how this game go'
Got the green light for cash and I can't let time pass
Gotta grabs mines reality's a mutha
Tryin to hold on to all my survivin thugs brothas
See, this life'll make you sharp and hard two clenched fists for
The struggle
Ride for my thug nation that love to hustle hard
With slugs from berettas, doing dirty business
Some niggaz still can't get together collecting figgas
Make it impossible to hustle forever
But life's a struggle we gonna survive until something come
Along better
Bloody murder
(Yeah, yeah)
Watch out
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Nigga, killin' all of y'all
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause that's what we about
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bloody murder
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Watch out
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We be killin' all of y'all
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause that's what we about
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know before we leave from the scene, you'll bleed
(Leave from the scene)
Yes indeed, when I squeeze trigger freeze
Voice: I'm Baaaackk (;uaghter)
Man: Psst Psst Buddy Boy, Hey
Chrous: 9mm Heaters pump pump a dome dome (x4)
Verse 1:
You need a weapon for protection
Hit yo nigga fo sho
Whether you got beef
or you wanna lick you some niggas to get you some dough
Whatever you need i got
9mm glocks fresh outta the package
but if you really wanna do some damage
check out this Tech 9 automatic
Say you got beef wit niggas and there's about 20 of em
dont even sweat it
Pop the clip in that bitch and I bet you there be no more niggas
You can forget it
I got AK-47s and Mac 11s
I bet ya a .357 will leave em breathless on a stretcher
I got M16s, my nigga what you need
Believe I got just say what it is and i'll take you to peek
come follow me
Take a loot at the Mossberg pump
Really fuck niggas up
You can take a leg off wit that muthafucka or bust up the gut
Or AK-74 spit it and tear a big hole
Hit whatever you spittin at
Get a gat but hurry nigga I must go
I got some hot shit
some shit you better not get caught wit them though
You ditch that bitch right in the river wit that nigga you smoked
Krayzie: Whats up my nigga what you need?
Buyer: Hey gimmie a Mac and a couple 9' nigga
Krayzie: Ok
Buyer: Hey you got an AK back there?
Krayzie: Hell Yeah
Buyer: Cool
Krayzie: Hell yeah, nigga wait right here let me go to the back and i'll be back wit some shit for you to kill all them muthafuckas god damn it
Chrous (x4)
Verse 2
Man I got rockets thats launching like heat seekers
street sweepers
thats what you be needin if you tryin to make em go meet that Grim Reaper
But when they come heavily heated
we hit em up wit a bazooka spit em off
You wanna get rid of the ememy quickly before they shoot you nigga what
So check it out I got .22s, .25s, .44s, .45s, and Trey 8 Specials
with them i throw in some extra slugs or maybe a body bag
or how bout a vest, cover your chest up
you gonna be sorry if somebody wet ya
I got silencers for quiet murders
Quick and violent murders
I throw in some duckt tape if you thinkin that you wanna rob em first
But lets get back to artillery
I got everything you will ever need
This Mac 10 could sack 10 niggas so quick you'd never believe
Make a gang retreat, stain them niggas, bang the heat
Riot Pump, try it once
And nigga you'll come back thanking me
For snipers i got scopes and infa red beams
Hit em where it bleeds, pierce em where they breathe
Better protect yourself
Be careful dont wet yourself
Get yourself a gun
So call me if you want some
I got em you can buy some
Dont get caught without
Believe me nigga I got one
(chorus)
all im hearing on the radio
is the same thang
and all im seeing in the video
is the same thing
same old song far from original
gotta maintain
we'd just like a breath of fresh air so here we blow
you feel a cool breeze,
prepare for the coming of the new breed true g's
more than just irregular little different than ordinary
whatever you want i got styles and you know they vary
sick of hearing the same thing on the radio,
sick of seeing the same scene in the video,
everybody wanna be like somebody or look like somebody
you just need to be yourself (i'ma tell ya)
half these niggas im payin
they been bitin (bitin)
they just sit back watch and plot'cha and try to bite'cha (bite'cha)
they keep eatin my shit up so i guess they like it (like it)
niggas try to hang wit Bone
so you hear the same songs (the same songs... the same song...)
(chorus)
here we blow, here we blow,
see this is dedicated to the ones that run they rhyme
see time after time after time after time (hey!)
this is dedicated to the ones that run they rhyme
say time after time after time after time (hey!)
you try a little bit of dis you wont want none of that
you really really wanna hit?
nigga dis where its at
they feel it anyway i bring it
can sing it or rap
they try to follow my footsteps but get lost in my tracks
one and only, thuggish ruggish, Bone
dogs just wanna see us but they clones
you dont really wanna see me nigga, go on
(chorus)
man, when i talk about the radio today, you know what im sayin, its like, its like man, im hearin the same thing over and over again, you know what im sayin? constantly being drilled with the same style, with the same, with the same beat, with the same everything, you know? its like a lot of things done changed about the music cause the music game aint original no mo'. everybody's tryin to ride the bandwagon, everybody's trying to do what this person's doing, you know what im saying, aint nobody trying to take the time to be creative and go about it the hard way and really earn a hit. instead, everybody just wanna jump on the bandwagon on whats selling, you know what im sayin? "this whats selling right now at the time, this what kinda song im gon' make". you know what im sayin, with me, its totally different man, whatever it, whatever's going on out in the music business right now or on the radio, whatevers going on, or whatever its down its poppin, thats what i try to stay away from. i try to be a, i try to be a innovator and a creator, i try to lead, i try to be a leader, and i try to do my own thing, you know im not tryin to nobody, cause i believe i got enough skill and enough style to hold my own, with anything...
Mr. Sawed off leathaface[leathaface,leathaface] x2
Krayzie Bone â- Verse 1)
It's the nigga that pack that witcha's jump an gets tha pump
Yeah nigga ya figure ya bigger well nigga come on an get ya some
I see and I snoop nigga, get up in ya with a vengeance, in the morning daily colliosion lets get started wanna contend them, cause the rawest niggas is in here
An I bin here, the start that I should let it be known, fo-fo closed so ya tryin to run up on my doe, fo-fo gon blow all ya brains out, you fuck with tha wrong one
You wit tha nigga that's gon shoot back an im pap an im gon' run
Nigga get outta ma path im mad you fuckin up everythin,
Yeah niggas with rifles ready to snipe you
Committed by Leather face, bang bang bang, ya dead now, deceased with hater'z
Ya layin in the red now leakin like crazy
So fuck wit me, ruck wit me, come with me, run with me, got tha guts to be,
A thug nigga,
Mr sawed-off leather face
Underground, fuck around and catch a murder case fuckin wit tha murda-man
(Chorus)
My 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this
Don,t be fuckin wit tha killer, killer, killer
Before I leave tha scene im guarnteed to leave em bleedin to this
Don't make me kill ya. (x2)
(Krayzie Bone â- Verse 2)
Fuck em, im talking bout niggas that used to be down with this but, stumbled
An most of the niggas they aint around cus they cant hustle
Fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab, niggas av got me some muscle now we pumped and ready to rumble,
What did you come for,
If you niggas ain't ready for war, then what you got guns for,
If you niggas ain't ready to put em up, what the fuck you say you thug for,
An once more, I'd advise your ass, had to get caught in a scuffle, cus more than a couple of fellas they get rough or we step in a mud hole,
Things ain't changed, the game, hang up in a nigga pain, bang the nigga rain, hang wit tha killer clan,
Straight out of the jungle went to the honey can see me up here, kickin it with the thug niggas drinkin beer, oh oh oh yeah,
So you can chill wit tha bullshit talking, talking
They jus be talking ain,t non of them niggas walking, walking
So you best to keep it cool before I show ya Mr. Sawed-off, and your jury take it all on.
(Chorus) (x2)
My 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this
Don,t be fuckin wit tha killer, killer, killer
Before I leave tha scene im guarnteed to leave em bleedin to this
Don't make me kill ya. (x2)
(Wish Bone - Verse 3)
Now some of these niggas claimin they gon bust wen it all goes down that the nigga wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket,
little straight habbit nigga, I ain,t laffin, I let my fo-fo do my braggin,
I came to party baby, as soon as I hit that body baby,
a straight jacket and a mac is all im needin for this, we leave em still unrecognised in a ditch, ya bitch,
Leather face and straightjacket underground, oh shit,
Both sides all sides we gotsta get this shit,
Now bout to murder one you don't wanna test on,
they shoot don't lose ya front, ya trippin you can rest and,
You might get to know me but really ya won't,
Ya might get 1 of ya roll but ya can't, ya might think I won't bust, but really I will jus trust me I will,
Only them niggas that bust to roll with us,
Only them niggas that's bringin tha blunts can smoke with us,
Only them niggas that's keeping it rough, (what),
can shoot with nuffin to lose, better believe when we bring it to, we gonna get at you, get at you
(Chorus) (x2)
(End)
Straight of the mutha-fuckin streets of Clevland, Ohio
East 99 from St.Clair
A couple of real true thug ass niggas
Mr. Sawed Off Leather face, eliminating all you fake ass niggas
Don't fuck around, run yo mouth and get ya head blown of, bitch
(Lyrics by ZEFF)
Big ballin' bitch like Boss come thru like it ain't no thang
Paper chase, hustlin' nothin' changed
Ask me again I'll tell you the same
Don't hustle the fame nigga, muscle the game
Put it down in the street for mine
24/7, stayin' on the grind
For days and days I shell at the cops
Enough grenades to get at the block
I'm a drug smuggler
Part bitch, part thug, part hustla
You lift my crib and I'm touchin' ya
No love for ya, draw blood from ya
'Cause a nigga like you dreamin' to Boss
And you fiendin' to floss and who pounds is flown
We're bustin' motherfuckas with the black game
Holdin' them fiends
And lovin' my crack
In the front got bud in the back
Who can get more thugga than that?
From hookers and jacks
Put the house up, bitch, I'm bustin' the gat
Y'all niggaz always testing
Gonna make me pull this Wesson
If money ain't the answer rephrase the question, dawg
Big Boss and Krayzie Bone is runnin' up in your town
With an uncountable amount of numbers of mongols
Y'all mad, we the real number oners
Rollin' like big, Thugline nothin' but runners
Trouble Boss, a double cross
A nigga named Krray they good as dead
From the B-O-double, doin' double time
And these tricks comin' up to bread
We on some thugga shit
We on some other shit
That you ain't fuckin' with
The thuggin' don't stop
And you can't touch the clique
You know you love this shit
Take it to what we spit
The thuggin' don't stop
We on some thugga shit
We on some other shit
That you ain't fuckin' with
The thuggin' don't stop
And you can't touch the clique
You know you love this shit
Take it to what we spit
The thuggin' don't stop
I heard a silent motherfucka creepin' up from behind ya
Bet ya didn't think that I'd find ya, huh?
With a nine or pump your shit'll be fucked
And I ain't even popped the goddamn trunk
I bet they never saw a nigga bring the heat and be so cool
Freeze everything, nigga don't move
You can choose to be a fool and try to get away
But never make it out the room when the pump go, boom
Fuckin 'em up, scream "Fuck the world" while I cuff my nuts
Real niggaz don't lie, hit 'em in the mind
Every time goddamn we live
Send 'em to the graveyard, who gonna save y'all?
Matter of fact motherfucka, who paid y'all?
You runnin' up on them niggaz, you know gonna bust back?
Take no more shorts fuck that
Pistol control, we roll streets so they all know
If they run up I'll pop get your hand out my pocket
For the glock, glock shot 'em all on the floor
You dealin' with some motherfuckin' real niggaz
Thrill niggaz, we'll kill niggaz if they wanna kill me
Still runnin' with the AK-47 ain't shit changed
Still got the same artillery
Bust at them bastards
Me and Boss steady breakin' it off in they asses
Wanna see me get glasses
'Cause I be all in your face but you walk right past us
But that let a niggaz know they don't really wanna swang them thangs
Fuckin' wit them thugs, the thugs, the thugs, nigga the thugs, what?
We on some thugga shit
We on some other shit
That you ain't fuckin' with
The thuggin' don't stop
And you can't touch the clique
You know you love this shit
Take it to what we spit
The thuggin' don't stop
We on some thugga shit
We on some other shit
That you ain't fuckin' with
The thuggin' don't stop
And you can't touch the clique
You know you love this shit
Take it to what we spit
The thuggin' don't stop
Bare witness to Mrs. Gangsta
We're gun-toters, blunt smokers
Big bank folders and high rollers
Quick to burn off into toaster
For fun this bitch judges wanna pose as gorilla
Pimps, killers and soldiers roll
You don't slip and we thought that we told ya
Know what Thug Luv nigga to bone ya
They can run your shit and bend a corner
Scatter and spread like mustard
Jam them buzzards up and leave 'em smothered
Quick friends gats find ya like bookie
And they down with me like fo' flat
Y'all niggaz got nuts, our niggaz got nuts
So we can go nut for nut, see who first to crack and split
Like ya down like wipers
'Fore the motherfuckin' piper pay the bitch
You motherfuckas fin' to feel it?
Thugline put it down keepin' it the real it
And I ain't really trippin' off these niggaz
They say they gonna get me yet they miss me
'Cause I've been here niggaz thuggin'
Waitin' for you motherfuckas to come bring it to me
Fuck waitin' I'ma mingle with it
The nine millimeter and plenty more haters
If any more niggaz roll up put the cut I'm fuckin 'em up
When I hit 'em with the pump don't duck you gonna die
Fuck you, die, buck you, die
Reload, unload one more time
Hit him with the pump make sure he dead
He bled blood, we bail
Ask me if a nigga prepared for war, hell yeah
We on some thugga shit
We on some other shit
That you ain't fuckin' with
The thuggin' don't stop
And you can't touch the clique
You know you love this shit
Take it to what we spit
The thuggin' don't stop
We on some thugga shit
We on some other shit
That you ain't fuckin' with
The thuggin' don't stop
And you can't touch the clique
You know you love this shit
Take it to what we spit
{dialing of phone}
Krayzie
Still thuggin' with the thugs, thugs, with the thugs
(If y'all feel this, scream mo! All my niggas on the Thugline, thugline)
Ain't a damn thing changed, damn thing changed, changed
(If y'all feel this, scream mo! All my niggas on the Thugline, thugline)
And if you niggas wanna get some, get some. Count me down for your thing
Relay
Muthafuck you niggas hatin' on me, hatin' on me/ No-no, gotta grin but I pin
swolled eyes so fuck them crooked, crackin'
po-po's/ Kick down doors on our goals, don't forget them bowls/ Keep businesss
to myself 'cause it's best if no one knows
I trust no hoes and trust no nigga, niggas either/ Try to take my weed, I got
more power than She-ra/ Dirty-South diva
I rise like Mya/ My high is comin' down/ I smoke some more and I get higher/ La,
la-la...They beat this weed and they set fire
Ganja make me loose, 'cause I'm live like a wire/ I never share attire, keep
passin' me them thangs/ Just hit 'em with that heat to
they mouth like some wangs/ Straight out Decator, gon' get some cheese and fuck
the fame/ Straight out Decator, you got
drama? You know my name/ Now close your eyes and listen to Sleepy rhyme/ You got
five, I got 5/ Let's go get a dime
Relay
A-T-L, I got to do somethin' to get my point heard/ I put my pen down and let
the folks hear my words/ Don't call me no
joker, don't call me no nerd cux I be goin' deeper than the others you heard/
'cause this ain't in your head, bumpin' in your
head knockin'/ I keep the brothers jockin' even though they guns be knockin'/
Gonna block it, throw my hands up
And we dip it up and brawl/ Talkin' all that nonsense, not bein' heard by me at
all/ Nigga in y'all drawers, I rise but my name's not Mya
And I's a tight female/ Don't need smoke to get you higher/ I'm beggin' for
attention, well I beg to differ
They nervous when I'm lurkin' and your body be stiffer/ I plot by myself, my
thoughts are dangerous
You gotta be lyrically tight if you wanna hang with us/ Can't sit on my ass,
when I know I must be heard
My pen's been put down and now my mouth has been heard
-Refrain-
So you can bring anything you want to/ We do, do this however, whenever you want
to/ But we can act the fool
if that's what you wan do 'cause real niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline
Relay
Yeah, Little Miss on passion stabbin', nabbin' niggas/ I know how to react and
be the one who peepin' out them playa haters in the back /And I'm attackin',
saggin'/ Yes, and I'm relaxin' when I'm high/ Krayzie Bone and Relay done hooked
up this shit
'cause my, my, my, Relay is comin' round the corner/ Better run for cover or you're
gonna be a goner/ I told you nigga, we doin' this shit to get richer quicker,
not pullin' triggers, hypnotizin' niggas like, rest in peace, Notorious BIG,
nigga
Relay
Tell me somethin' about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, I would snappin' the
baddest when I rhyme/ And Relay up to no good
Fact, you should value this beat/ And in this rap game it seems ain't no other 4
be'cause we'll straight out bust out the scene
Straight out Decator where it's greater/ And it can't get no better, unless you
headed throu downtown/ The land to go make
some chedder/ In everyway and everyday, you hear these thugs bust a rap, or
rhyme, or flow, or just whatever you may call
We gon' snap, snap
Relay
We in the A-T-L, done hooked up/ This shit is buck, so nigga, what? Krayzie
gotta bust, Krayzie gotta bust, Krayzie gotta
bust, Krayzie gotta bust {repeated}
Krayzie
Now you know we can get high, high, high, so high/ That's my man, Mister
Sawed-Off Leatherface: the name
Thug is what I claim/ Stayin' away from all these lames and these playa hatas
steady inflictin' pressure on the brain
But my mentality can't be faded, I play it so fuckin' smooth/ I got my mind just
like chess, I concentrate on every move
And every rule that they wrote, we break 'em/ Believe me, that's why so many
niggas fall off for flossin' and goin' against they boss, man/ Too many chiefs
annoy me, uh/ So when I roll, I'm mostly solo and I know that fo-fo stay mighty
close
Just touch on my door ho, you'll be greeted by heaters, millimeters,
pop-pop-pop-pop/ Mo! Thug mothership presents;
Thugline niggas, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony still live niggas/ And I got my troopers
suited and ready/ Relay, up in this muthafucka
Marchin', marchin', marchin', marchin/ Bombin' on bitches/ People be sayin', and
if you think we playin; run up and take your chance to die/ It's in your hands,
blow for blow/ We let these muthafuckers know/ They know whether they male or
female
I don't roll with no ho
-Refrain-
{phone dialtone}
(Operator) We're sorry your call cannot be completed as dialed,
Krayzie, E-40, and Gangsta Boo:Thug Mentality 1999
E-40
Krayzie Bone, E-Feezie-Fonzarezi & Gangsta Boo. What?
Krayzie and Gangsta Boo
It¡¯s the end of the world and still niggas ain¡¯t got no satisfaction (We can¡¯t
get no...)
It¡¯s the end of the world, muthafuckers ain¡¯t got no satisfaction (satisfaction)
-Refrain-
We starvin' as we chase the paper, and trust it, man/ Nigga, man, niggas hate
you/ Fuck 'em, get your gun and get your cheese
We got just a lil' time left/ If I'm not mistaken, the year is '99/ But we don¡¯t
really know when we gon' die/ Shit, most
niggas don¡¯t know how they still alive on this unmerciful, wicked planet/ If you
can¡¯t pay for your life, you're gonna vanish...
E-40
You're lookin' at livin' proof; renovated, condemned, duplex, pots and pans/
Leaks in the roof, dirty dishes, no dishwasher
soap, no medical coverage, bad case of Strep throat(strep throat) Mama thinks
she got arthritis/ My neighbor caught hepatitis
from a simple yawn/ They say it's airborne/ We ain¡¯t got no street lights; they
all broken; just take a trip throu Vallejo
Richmond, and Oakland, and everyday it's a funeral/ He was my numero uno, but I
can't bring him back/ All I know is he was
stressin', takin' anti-depressants (What they do?) They found him dead in the
trunk of his Cadillac/ And I'm so withdrawalled
All I could think about is revenge/ Always check up, always pullin' licks, and
doin' dirty work for dividends
He took the bullet for me/ I'm the one that really robbed the place/ Boy, I've
been tryin' to paper-chase
-Refrain-
Gangsta Boo
I done grew up in the game, baby/ Ain¡¯t nothin changed; Lil' money, lil' fame,
baby/ I¡¯m still the same, baby
Lady's gotta make it, I can¡¯t be takin' no losses/ I'm the bomb of the party,
always askin', ";Where are the dollars?";
Now I know you hate me, cuz I hooked up with Krayzie, baby/ I¡¯m with whatever
that pay me/ Gangsta Boo be with it
Be with it, so what the fuck? I¡¯ll see you at the end of the year, so good
luck...
-Refrain-
Krayzie
I made it, and I know it¡¯s almost over; Call in the soldiers/ Better be ready to
bomb back on 'em/ Know your enemy's position
at all time; where they at and how much power they hold and how many soldiers
they got down the road
But in the meantime, you make your money/ Even if you strike it rich, you better
hustle like you hungry for your paper...
These days only ways that pays can save you/ Livin' your life is like a task, if
you ain¡¯t got the cash/ Nigga, mad at the world
as I put my mask over my face, and I grabbed the magnum pistol with the stash in
the bag/ I'm doin' a pop pop, so drop
And take it as a loss and chalk it/ Now you can take your life and keep on
walkin' (Just keep on walkin') or be killed for tryin'
to deny me a meal/ I do what I gotta do/ Let's keep it real for niggas in the
hood upon the block/ Let 'em know they understood
Buckin' shots, nigga, me livin' raw mentality war/ So paranoia got me sleepin'
on the floor, watchin' the door
This no-win situation of tryin' to stay alive until we die/ And anyway you go,
we won't make it/ No way to shake your fate
You better take advantage of your life while you can; get rich, kick back,
relax, spend your money, man/ I'm all about paper
Sorry, no party tonight, the year is 1999/ Last year to get your money, right
-Refrain-
E-40
That's real. You undersmell me? Suckers do what they can; playas do what they
want, dig it? Charlie Hustle, everytime up in
your talk. Yeah, face it. Krayzie Bone, Gangsta Boo, fuckin' they nose like
this. This how we fuckin' they nose up, dig it
nigga? Yeah, paper chasin', nigga. Paper route (paper route) You undersmell me?
We starvin'. You undersmell me nigga?
Yeah, don't let the marbles control you. eah, chest-high up in the marbles,
nigg...
Krayzie:
All over the world.
All across the nation. we all across the nation.
Thugs all over the world. all over the world.
All across the nation. we all across the nation.
Krayzie:
Nigga, you ask 'em, they gon' tell you who the thuggish ruggish. they love us.
You haters, I bet you won't say fuck you us to our faces, bitch, and ball up
Your knuckles, 'cause we can work. too many niggas be thinkin' that I won't bomb
Back at ya, thinkin' I'm a rapper-actor. think I won't blast 'em? shit: i'm
Always ready to bomb back on bustas. I got my gun, so test me if you're tryin'
To prove that you ain't scared to die. nigga, what? who the-, who the thugs?
Y'all punk muthafuckas ain't got no nuts. I only be dealin' with real niggas.
Them other niggas--they get their ass put in check when they try to flex and
Disrespect me. and that's when I gotta get even with niggas--retaliation. uh-huh
[uh-huh]. I bet I will see you again, and nigga, your day is gon' come. but,
Man, y'all niggas ain't ready for drama, but I'm a put it on mama. nigga, you
Try run up on me, then I gotta shot your head off. I'm keepin' a gun on me
Daily, 'cause if you got my niggas' roll, then they sure gon' try to take it.
Krayzie:
All over the world.
All across the nation. we all across the nation.
Thugs all over the world. all over the world.
All across the nation. we all across the nation.
Treach:
As far as 50 greatest emcees ever, they gave me 32, like they don't know how
These dirty judge get thirty, do ya? they must be shady, baby, naw just maybe a
Stunt. the greatest producers, and didn't mention kaygee once? the greatest
Groups of all time, stop the crime, sporty, find the shorty fucked up by not
Namin' naughty. pass the mask, the glock, you faggots better stop. blaze the
Page out of 50 of your rock and clock, tryin' to prepare, I'm a fuck you wearin'
Rubber, tell 'em niggas at the mags that I ain't sharin' a cover [uh-uh]. bring
Troops and boots from chrome coupes to hoops, that's us, like namin' emcees and
Boostin' brought the news. run through wussy pussy (...? ...). there's the
Predator, rhymes to better ya, blah! where's the editor? once a year, proof that
They're easy to swallow, and I'll bet you'll have a different view of emceein'
Tomorrow. thugs all over the world!
Krayzie:
All over the world.
All across the nation. we all across the nation.
Thugs all over the world. all over the world.
All across the nation. we all across the nation.
Krayzie:
Now I done been all over the nation, kicked it with real soldiers that's 'bout
They paper. handle me so many of these fakers, had to quickly shake 'em. knew
What I had to do. said, "nigga, look the year is '99." I'm dead serious. about
My business--shit is gettin' ridiculous. they gotta be ready to pop, pop, pop,
Pop the 9 millimeter. keep your weapon next to the pocket that you keep your
Profit in. while we fuckin' with niggas that's naughty, haters look, saw that
Treach and leather face. we comin' to get the riot started.
Treach:
Since I been around the cadaver, gather matters, just wait, see I splattered the
Matter, rat-tat-tat-tat and shoot 'em in shake. see I'm comin' like a rhino.
Pass the fine ho. we fucked in illinois, right outside of chicago. got rhymes
Out the ass, so find the lasso, I can either rap, ride, rush, war, riddle, or
Rastle. leave 'em in line, the ass-whippins with extra clips with my nigga
Krayze bone with some thugged-out shit. to my thugs all over the world!
Krayzie:
All over the world.
All across the nation. we all across the nation.
Thugs all over the world. all over the world.
{Set in a restaurant with muzak playing in the background}
Krayzie Aw sh*t. Excuse me man, excuse me.
Waiter Uh, yes sir?
Krayzie Could you tell me where the payphone at in here or somethin'?
Waiter Certainly. Back there by the wine racks.
Krayzie All right, thanks a lot. Thank you, thank you.
Waiter Oh, you're welcome sir.
Krayzie Sh*t. It's a classy-ass, m*thaf*ckin' restaraunt. Know this m*thaf*cker
got the money, punk m*thaf*cker.
Sh*t. {Pick's up phone, dialtone, puts in money and dials, it rings.}
His contact Hello?
Krayzie Yeah, hello?
Contact What's happenin'?
Krayzie Yeah, I'm in the m*thaf*ckin' spot now, man...
Contact He there?
Krayzie I don't see nobody yet, but I know the nigga'll be here. He got
reservations.
Contact All right, handle your business.
Krayzie I think I see his broad comin' in right now...
Contact Right on time.
Krayzie So don't worry about sh*t. I'm a handle this nigga, man. This nigga in a
classy-ass, muthafuckin' restaurant;
I know this nigga got the m*thaf*ckin' money. Don't worry about sh*t, I'm a have
it. All right?
Contact No mercy, nigga.
Krayzie All right. {Hangs up Phone}
Broad Excuse me.
Waiter Uh, yes ma'am.
Broad I have a reservation. It's for Jones.
Waiter For Jones? Let me see here for a minute. Oh yes, Mr. Jones called. He
said, he is running late,
but I am to seat you now.
Broad Okay, thank you.
Waiter Follow me this way. Here you go ma'am. Um, would you like to start with
something to drink while you wait?
Broad Do you have a Chardonnay?
Waiter Most certainly. Coming right up. Oh, and uh, here is Mr. Jones right now.
Hi, Mr. Jones how are you this evening?
Mr. Jones Hey, what's up? What's up? What's up?
Broad Hi, baby.
Mr. Jones Hey, baby. Damn.
Broad Baby, what took you so long? I been just waitin' and waitin'. This is a
nice place.
Mr. Jones Yeah, its cool. It's cool. Did you order yet?
Broad No, baby. I was waitin' on you...Baby?
Mr. Jones What? What's happenin'?
Broad That guy's been staring at me since I've sat down.
Mr. Jones What dude?
Broad You know him?
Mr. Jones What dude?
Broad That guy over there.
Mr. Jones Over where? Aw, sh*t.
Broad Baby, what's wrong?
Mr. Jones Damn, don't worry about it! Just...Damn. Just...just be cool, just be
cool.
Broad Baby, he's walkin' over here now.
Mr. Jones Oh, sh*t.
Broad Baby, he's...baby he's goin' in his jacket.
Krayzie Message for Mr. Jones, m*thaf*cker!
Broad Oh, Sh*t!
{Admist a massive array of gunfire and commotion, screaming, glass breaking,
reloading.}
Mr. Jones Cover your head.
Krayzie Punk m*thaf*cker. Punk m*thaf*cker! {Gunfire ceases}
F*ck you! Get the f*ck out my way! Get the f*ck out my way!
{Gunfire} F*ck you! Get the f*ck out my way. Get the f*ck out my way.
A Bystander My leg! My leg!
Pump your fist if you're with me
Pump your fist up if you're with me
Artillery, yeah
Pump your fist up if you're with me
Let us be victorious, be victorious
Pump your fist if you're with me
Pump your fist up if you're with me
Artillery, yeah
Pump your fist up if you're with me
Let us be victorious, be victorious
Hut 1, hut 2, hut 3, hut, hut, hut, hut
Hut 1, hut 2, hut 3, hut, hut, hut, hut
Silent warrior here's the story
Silent warrior listen to the story
The world war has begun
We're gettin' ready to fight
And if you win or either die
Then don't become an outsider
Spittin' fire, fire baby
With plenty ammunition
(Ammunition)
Complee and nigga, I've been waitin' for this
Payback is a bitch
And the bitch is on the period figure
You got niggas with attitude behind the trigger
Steady we be pumpin' our fist and
Black fatigues we don't surrender
You wanna deal with us
Gettin' ready for split us come and get us
And when you come get us
Remember bitch you gots to kill us
And you can surely believe that I
I'm bringin' all my ammunition with me tonight
Crooked coppers tryin' to kill us everywhere
'Cause we won't get the mark of the beef
No, not me
Stay silent warrior
Silent warrior
Silent warrior here's the story
Silent warrior listen to the story
Silent warrior here's the story
Silent warrior listen to the story
Silent warrior here's the story
Silent warrior listen to the story
Ready to get for combat
When we aim the bomb at we usely contact
Heated heavily buckin' steadily lay 'em all flat
Combat
You motherfuckers I repeat, retreat
With plenty heat you'll be defeated
Oh, them bloody murder, murder baby
Silent situation
Is always the perfect assassination
Now to the graveyard nigga where your braveheart, you play hard
Now it's time for me to break march and take charge
We journey to the killing fields
Where the murder and the shit is real
Oh Lord, sweet Lord, sweet Lord, sweet Lord, sweet Lord
Comin' forth to carry me home
(Me home, me home)
Silent warrior here's the story
[Krayzie](x2)
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck . . .
So if these muthafuckas wanna see your nuts,
show your nuts.
Let the slugs bust.
Shoot the club up!
These niggas scandalous [scandalous].
Good thing we packin' [packin'].
Tonight, we goin' out to the club.
We about ten deep.
Everybody looked thugged out.
I'm fucked up.
Park the car,.
Smoke a little more.
We drink a little more.
Nigga so high we get the mentality
fuck everybody.
We come here to party,
but I know somebody gon' try me,
and get my temperature uprisin'.
Anyway, nigga, we straight to the V.I.P.
Excuse me, we need some Hennessey.
While my niggas is rollin' the sticky,
pa-pa-pass it, pass it back quickly.
That's when I heard the record skip [They fired.].
Security sprayed they mase.
Through all the commotion,
some nigga jumped right out the car, right up in my face.
Before I could even do somethin', my nigga done rushed him,
took his ass to the floor.
Now here comes some more.
Now we got a war goin' on,
tryin' to get back out the door,
and we got our backs against the wall.
Naw, we don't plan to fall, y'all,
'cause we did not get searched
We all got pistols in our drawers.
[Chorus]
[Krayzie]
We heard a shot, shit [shit, shit, shit . . .]:
them niggas, my niggas--we dropped down to the pavement.
Bass from the DJ went blank.
Everybody runnin' tryin' to get the fuck up out this place.
I pulled out my gun.
Like 007--rolled under the table.
Unload, reload.
Every muthafucka in the club folded up on the floor.
Niggas was rootin'-tootin'-shootin'.
Security been ran up out the club [Hoes!],
and there ain't nobody left but thugs.
We drunk as fuck,
fin to shoot this muthafucka up.
Niggas was runnin' up on us
like they been waitin' for this shit to happen
[What's happenin'?]
for me to get caught in a club riot,
but my thugs tight.
And I can't believe this shit
nigga caught up in the middle of a war zone [the war zone].
But nigga, if you know a Bone,
then you know that we get down with the dirty with the chrome
never leave it home.
Put it to your dome,
and I let it go.
Can't let these niggas run up on me
they bitches.
I put another clip in,
unload some more,
keep spittin'.
I never can understand:
if security's got the door,
then why so many niggas in here got guns?
And I can testify that 'cause I just shot one.
Good thing nigga packed that vest and my weapon,
'cause I'd sure take a strippin',
if a nigga caught me slippin'
without no protection.
Within 2000 years Christ shall return
And when I return, I goin' to be king of kings
This one, this one, this one, this one
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, my soldier ride
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, my soldier ride
Revolution in my heart
Oh, they tearin' us apart
We been wastin' so much time
Revolution on my mind
Everyday problems in the world they maximize
Now tell me how much blood must be shed
Oh, realize things and times get drastic
A revolution is the only way
Stop this eternal warfare, yeah, uhh
This one is for the revolution
Roll in a bomb, drop cry
This one is for the revolution
Soldier all positions
Wanna talk about revolution?
Should we talk about a revolution, a revolution?
Come on I think it's time, it's already 1999
This is real, we ready for revolution
We sick and we tired, we ready tonight
And we gon' ride, ride, ride, with the warriors
We makin' a push on Babylon the great better hurry up
We doin' it like that combat on contact so the police get bombed
That gunpowder from my gun got my palms black
As we run and we hit up the rest and we chase the police
We done flipped the script and startin' a riot
We set 'em to fire, to flames, we heat and we hot
Cussin' while they flossin' shots
Marchin' double barrels barkin'
Mark the target ain't for talkin'
Squashin' every enemy walkin' and bomb 'em
We need to suit up in boots
Recruit us some troops to start mashin'
I'm packin' my sawed off and I'm called off, I'm called off
Revolution in my mind
We been wastin' so much time
Revolution in my heart
The been tearin' us apart
Everyday problems in the world they maximize
And tell me how much blood must be shed
Oh realize things and times get drastic
A revolution is the only way
Stop this eternal eternal warfare, yeah
This one is for the revolution
Soldier, all positions
This one is for the revolution
Green Beret cover formation
This one is for the revolution
Roll in a bomb, drop cry
I'll bomb down that institution
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, my soldiers ride
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, my soldiers ride
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Krayzie Bone:Thug Mentality 1999
{a bunch of thugs in a car find a boy who jacked them outta money and take him
down}
Krayzie
{laughs} Now I want you to ask yourself...is the muthafuckin' money worth it?
-Hook-
Hey, That 9 milimeter heater/ Murda it won't stop/ That 9 milimeter heater/
Murda it don't stop, stop
Krayzie Bone:Thug Mentality 1999
{A couple in a car with light music playing}
Man Yeah shit, so what's up now baby? {lights up}
Woman It's about that time for me to be gettin' home.
Man You ain't got to be goin' home now, it's still kinda early.
Woman No, I got school in the morning baby. It's time for me to be gettin' home.
Man You mean to tell me that your people goin' be trippin' if you stay out a
couple more hours.
Woman You know...you know my mother.
Man This' bullshit.
Woman Whatever.
Man Look, so what's up anyway? What do you wanna be doin' right now? What's
happenin'?
Woman I told you, baby, I need to get home.
Man Let's go get a room or somethin', chill for a couple hours. B got some
bud-n-shit.
Woman Baby, you know I don't get down like that.
Man What you mean you don't get down like that? shit.
Woman You know I ain't that type of lady.
Man Man, we just got throu doin' all this shit, I be fuckin' with you all this
time. This' how you gon' do me?
Woman It ain't even like that.
Man What you mean it ain't been like that, bitch? You got me twisted with some
punk muthafuckers out there.
Woman Why I gotta be a bitch? Wait-a-mintue we passin'...What are you doin' we
passin' my house, nigga.
Take me home.
Man Bitch I ain't takin' you home, right now. We gon' do what the fuck I wanna
do.
Woman Fuck this. Fuck this, nigga, get the fuck off me. Why don't you take me
the fuck home?
Man Bitch you better gove me the fuck I want.
Woman Why don't you just take me home?
Man Shut the fuck up. Shut up. Shut up. {slaps her} Bitch {slaps}
Woman No, fuck this I ain't shuttin' up.
Man Shut yo' ass up, bitch.
Woman Fuck you. Fuck you, you ho-ass, nigga. Get the fuck off of me. You better
get the fuck off of me.
{clothes ripping} Somebody help me. Get the fuck off of me. {crying, scream that
gets muffled}
-Hook (Krayzie)-
Look at you now/ Just take a look at yourself/ You don't even know where you are
going to (to...) You're movin' too fast
(You need to slow it down) You need to get out the fast lane and pace yourself
(...get it up for the love of my dummy, dummy)
Krayzie and Mariah Carey:Thug Mentality 1999
Intro
Mariah Carey Don't matter baby, don't matter what people say and I believe we
can still be together
Krayzie Don't matter...Don't matter what they say...
-Refrain-
Baby, I still believe that it's more than my imagination, It's so real, I know
we're gonna be together
Baby, I had a dream, and it's more than my imagination, Because I still believve
we belong together
Krayzie
If you still believe {echo}...fine/ Everything you're searchin' for, maybe more,
more
Mariah Carey
Well boy, you just seem to be lost in uncertainty/ But when you wake up in the
morning
Never sure, but let it go
Krayzie
Believe me, my feeling has always been sure(sure) I just wasn't too certain that
yours were legitimate
Genuine/ Really the Real McCoy, McCoy
Mariah Carey
And after all this time, you look into my eyes, and everything is still the same
My love for you won't fade away...
-Refrain-
Krayzie
I'm still a believer of this/ Won't stop! Just listen and look into my eyes/ I
want you to visualize and
realize/ You see it'd never been too easy being Krayzie Bone/ Temptations, I'm
battlin' with their
persuasions rattling in my brain/ won't go insane/ I figure that's why they call
me Krayzie/ Cuz I still
maintain/We've got to struggle through all them hard times/ I've got to tell
you:
Peace and happiness is hard to find (C'mon) We can get there/ And I'm not trying
to make excuses
and reasons, but these demons got me seeing things that're really misleading me
But maybe that's just my life/ Maybe I'm just a thug, cold-hearted, but I can
feel the love
Just keep faith and don't break it/ Shake all them fakers and haters that makes
me think I'm not
gon' make it, I say, ";Yeah, uh-huh...You got to believe it"; (Mariah Carey Better
believe it) You got to believe it
-Refrain-
(Krayzie No matter what they say...)
Mariah Carey
If you won't believe baby...think about our lovin'...(If you won't believe...)
Nothing could be closer to it... If we don't believe we'll lose...(Let's do
it...)
Krayzie
C'mon...If you believe I can take you there, c'mon and get down with the thug
love that's in the air
It ain't no reason, reason/ Reason to stop you believin', believin'
Stay real and I'm a stay real right back/ Y'know what I'm gettin' at/ You know
the song;
Got to get control, roll roll roll on...I still believe, keepin' it real enough
to achieve it, achieve it
I still believe it simply just cuz I still belive it, I believe it
-Refrain-
Outro
Mariah Carey Don't matter baby, don't matter what people say and I believe we
can still be together
Krayzie Don't matter...Don't matter what they say...
Krayzie Bone:Thug Mentality
{Mo Thug Family Reunion - Intro plays in the car stereo while a pager goes off}
Krayzie Damn, your shit goin' off, nigga, damn.
Friend Damn, I know this ain't this bitch callin' me again, man, on some
bullshit.
Call this ho back and see what the
fuck she talkin' 'bout now.
Krayzie Still fuckin' with them fatal-ass bitches, nigga.
Friend Damn. Petty-ass bitches.
{Phone rings and a baby cries}
Bitch Sorry-ass niggas, I know this him.
Friend Okay, uh....
Bitch: Hello?
Friend Man, what the fuck is up?
Bitch Who the fuck is Shaniqua...
Krayzie Damn, she louder than a muthafucker. Flippin' on your ass.
Bitch ...who fuck is Dominique, and who the fuck is Nicole?
Friend Hey, hold up, bitch, hold the fuck up.
Bitch Fuck this! I am so tired of you.
Friend Tired of me? Bitch, I'm tired of your ass!
Bitch You know what, I can't believe a muthafuckin' thing you tell me.
Friend You ain't got to believe a muthafuckin' thing, and you know what? Fuck
you!
Krayzie Damn! Damn, nigga! Look at them hoes -hey- look at them hoes on the
corner, nigga, look!
Look at them hoes right there, nigga, damn!
Krayzie, now I want you to ask yourself
Is the muthafuckin' money worth it?
Hey, that 9 milimeter heater, murda it won't stop
Krayzie Bone
Shit...How many times we got to tell yall motherfuckers,bitch
stay the fuck out my motherfuckin face, keep my name out your mouth
But naw so yall wanna be the rivals but nigga we bring'in hell
upon in your party, you figure you got just what you wanna
yall broke and it hurt dont it. They didnt learned i warn them
how many must i bust and how many niggas got they nuts with them,
then gotta go to the studio to get'em bitch you rent'em,nigga done
fuck with a couple real thugs..yeah we rappin but we still thugs
takin over you bound to spill blood yeah what,
we took it mo personal than you thought it
and when you caught hit'em all kill'em all nigga thats what we taught
cant get no rougher than them niggas in Clevland
dont be thinkin that you can come here trippin and just be leaving now
maybe in pieces we aint sayin no names and keep'em piece is what you want
thugs kickin your ass is what you dont(what you dont)
really though i never could understand how could niggas try to flex
on my clique flex in my shit
stumblin fumblin over they words I observed
you chink ass motherfuckers got the nerve (you know)
nigga bring it
Wont take no more if you want war
we comin we marchin forward and you under attack
Here the bustas screem oh my lord
This is combat, I don't think these niggaz really know
This shit is for real, this is not a game
So all my real motherfuckin' thugs get the fuck up
And put ya guns in the motherfuckin' air
And bust the motherfuckers like ya just don't care
And fuck the motherfuckin' police
And kill all the motherfuckin' enemies
Nigga come a little closer, let me show you a ho
What's up, bitch we can roll anybody wanna fuck with me
'Cause I'm down to fuck back with you
What you wanna do, huh, huh?
You say you wanna fight us, come fight us
We do it 'cuz it's real fuck a title
It's all about survival, dedicated to my rivals
And you could die ho, what they talkin' 'bout
Bone Thugs ran, nigga we never ever run from no man
And fear none if you see a clique of niggaz get the big gun
Pop one, spend a hun', bet the bitch run
He said, he came to get some, nigga, he ain't really want none
Don't let them suckas fool ya
(Nigga he ain't really want none)
Bustas won't do too much, I'll knock you out
That dumb shit comin' out ya mouth'll get ya nothin'
But a rematch, why these niggaz gotta lie?
They can't stand up and face the facts
Nigga your head got cracked, we heard what they said
Said that my niggaz fled but y'all niggaz know what's up
What? Y'all wanna shed more blood? Shit, then come on
World War
World War
World War
World War
(Now you know, now you know)
Nigga, bet our niggaz comin' to bring the pain
Better bring ya hard hat, nigga protect ya brain
Get a gun and bang bang
Tell me when ya really wanna battle
My nigga 'cuz we can handle that any way you wanna
Handle static, nigga, thug style, buck wild
Some tear up the club shit, whatever drop down
When the bullets get to jumpin' around
The playa haters on the ground, bleedin'
The 9-millimeter, hit him and he drop like, uh
Could it be ya life has been took?
No, not by the bullet but the nigga with the heater
I'm trigger happy, I'll be in demand, I'm in command
So let's move, now you know what the enemy look like
The clones that look and sound like Bone
Give a motherfucka more than Speedknots
And when he run up to get punked, give a nigga lumps
Y'all niggaz ain't mobsters 'cause if this was the mob
Somebody would've been shot ya
But we can get the hole out ya
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh Bone
Too strong for niggaz to hold on, to keep up
But I see ya still wanna be us, no matter
Who was claimin' it first, it's who's the realest
(Realest)
Do not enlist if you not ready for war
World War
World War
World War
World War
(Now you know, now you know)
World War
World War
World War
World War
(Now you know, now you know)
World War
World War
World War
World War
What a wonderful world, world, world, world
What a wonderful world, world, world, world
What a wonderful world, world, world, world
Is this really a wonderful world, world, world?
Out in the streets, streets when the thugs play out in the streets, street
We blast that pistol, you's a damn fool if you don't duck, duck, duck
We do what we gotta do to survive, gotta stay alive
Even if the nine millimeter has to whistle, we can whistle while we work
Now I remember mama told me not to be up on the block
Trying to push rocks, she said, "'Cause that's the reason that your
Brother right now in trouble with the cops"
I said, "No way, not me, ma"
But when she turned her back I stuffed the llello in my sock
Hopped on my BMX, and I'm out, yeah, I got what the fiends need
If you need some weed, I got it, got the powder and can rock it for ya
(Rock it for ya)
My first employer was my bigger brother
'Til his ass got knocked and locked the fuck up
Stuck up in that system and I miss him
But can't stop eating meals 'cause he in there
And he should be happy I'm out so I can send him commissary
As I reach my territory, I jump off my low rider
Yeah, that's my bike but you don't tell nobody
Soon as I hit the corner the fiends was on a nigga
Had to them bustas quit hatin' just 'cause my boulder's bigger
First I bust a ten, then I bust a twenty sale
Another fifty sale, shit today the fiends are spending well
Couple hours past and I got two rocks left
And I need to get these off, walk up a few blocks where
Them niggas think they ballin', but they smokin' man
I tell 'em, I got them double up's and sell my dope to them
If you don't tell nobody, I won't tell nobody
Paid them niggas two for twenty
I went home and I got pissy
(Pissy)
Drunk as a skunk, roll me a blunt
This is shit we do everyday, we can't front, can't front
Out in the streets, streets when the thugs play out in the streets, street
We blast that pistol, you's a damn fool if you don't duck, duck, duck
We do what we gotta do to survive, gotta stay alive
Even if the nine millimeter has to whistle, we can whistle while we work
Well, well, well
It was just, one of them days on the ave of Lincoln
I'm just sittin' on the mail box watchin' and thinkin'
I just bought all my rocks and the fiends is rushin'
A little boy ran in the streets and his moms is fussin'
Krayzie Bone, E Feezie Fonzareezie
And Gangsta Boo, what
It's the endin' of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
(We can't get no)
It's the endin' of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
(Satisfaction)
It's the endin' of the world
And still niggas ain't got no satisfaction
(We can't get no)
It's the endin' of the world
Motherfuckers ain't got no satisfaction
We starvin' as we chase the paper
Ain't just a man, nigga, man, niggas hate 'cha
Fuck 'em, get 'cha guns, get 'cha cheese
We got just a little time left
(Little time left)
If I'm not mistaken the year is '99
But we don't really know when we gone die
But shit, most niggas don't know how they still alive
On this unmerciful wicked planet
If you can't pay for ya life ya gonna vanish
(Vanish)
You're lookin' at livin' proof
Renovated, condemned, duplex, pots and pans, leaks in the roof
Dirty dishes, no dishwashing soap, no medical coverage
Bad case of strep throat, mama's think she got arthritis
My neighbor caught hepatitis from a simple yawn
They say it's airborne, we ain't got no street lights they all broken
Just take a trip through Vallejo, Richmond, and Oakland
Everyday it's a funeral
He was my numeral uno, but I can't bring him back
All I know is he was stressin', takin' anti-depressants
They found him dead in the trunk of his Cadillac
And I'm so thralled all I can think about is revenge
Always check up, always pullin' licks, doin' dirty works for dividends
He took the bullet for me, I'm the one that really robbed the place
Though I've been tryna to paper chase
We starvin' as we chase the paper
Ain't just a man, nigga, man, niggas hate 'cha
Fuck 'em, get 'cha guns, get 'cha cheese
We got just a little time left
(Little time left)
If I'm not mistaken the year is '99
But we don't really know when we gone die
But shit, most niggas don't know how they still alive
On this unmerciful wicked planet
If you can't pay for ya life ya gonna vanish
(Vanish)
I done grew up in the game, baby
Ain't nothin' changed, little money, little fame, baby
I'm still the same, baby
Lady gotta make it, I can't be takin' no losses
I'm the bomb at the party
Always askin', "Where are the dollars?"
Now I know you hate me
'Cuz I hooked up with Krayzie, baby
I'm with whatever they pay me
Gangsta Boo be with it, be winnin', so what the fuck
I'll see you at the end of the year, so good luck
We starvin' as we chase the paper
Ain't just a man, nigga, man, niggas hate 'cha
Fuck 'em, get 'cha guns, get 'cha cheese
We got just a little time left
(Little time left)
If I'm not mistaken the year is '99
But we don't really know when we gone die
But shit, most niggas don't know how they still alive
On this unmerciful wicked planet
If you can't pay for ya life ya gonna vanish
(Vanish)
I made it and I know it's almost over, call in the soldiers
Gonna be ready to bomb back on 'em, know ya
Enemies position at all times
Where they at, and how much power they hold
And how many soldiers they got down to roll
But in the meantime
You make your money, even if you strike it rich
You better hustle like you hungry for ya paper, paper, paper
These days only ways that pays can save you
Livin' your life is like a task if you ain't got the cash
Nigga mad at the world, as I put my mask over my face
And grabbed the magnum pistol with the stash in the bag
I'm doin' a pop, pop, so drop and take it as a loss and chalk it
Now you can take your life and keep on walkin'
(Just keep on walkin')
Or be killed for tryna deny me a meal
I do what I gotta do, let's keep it real
For niggas in the hood up, on the the block
Let 'em know they understood
Buckin' shots, nigga we livin' raw mentality war
So paranoia got me sleepin' on the floor, watchin' the door
This no win situation of tryin' to stay alive until we die
And anyway you go we won't make it
No way, to shake, fake it
Better take advantage of ya life while you can
Get rich, kick back, relax, spend ya money
I'm all about paper, sorry no party tonight
The year is 1999, last year to get your money, right
We starvin' as we chase the paper
Ain't just a man, nigga, man, niggas hate 'cha
Fuck 'em, get 'cha guns, get 'cha cheese
We got just a little time left
(Little time left)
If I'm not mistaken the year is '99
But we don't really know when we gone die
But shit, most niggas don't know how they still alive
On this unmerciful wicked planet
If you can't pay for ya life ya gonna vanish
(Vanish)
That's real, ya undersmell me
Suckers do what they can
Players do what they want, dig it?
Charlie Hustle every time up in your talk
Yeah, face it
Krayzie Bone, Gangsta Boo, fuckin' they nose like this
That's how we fuckin' they nose up, dig it nigga
Yeah, paper chase nigga, paper route
(Paper route)
You undersmell me? We starvin'
You undersmell me nigga?
Don't let the mobbers control you
-Intro-Krayzie-
These motherfuckers know they wanna be like us. Shit, nigga turn on your motherfuckin' radio, what the fuck you here? Motherfuckers tryin' to be us. I don't give a fuck nigga. These motherfuckers is on our dicks nigga.
Krayzie
They want a thug, couple slangin' drugs, havin' a rough life in the ghetto slums, and tote real metal guns/ They wanna do time, they wanna get high like us, they wanna spit ryhmes, they wanna be fly like us, but niggas can't ride like us (No) They try to act like, look like, rap like/ They try get like the thugs but they never sound like shit/ Man, I be trippin' whenever I do turn on my radio/ It sound like me, but I don't remember when I made it though (Damn!) Yo what ever happened to bitin? What ever happened to writin' and bein' original on your own shit, cauze I don't like this/ One rapper do somethin' then other rapper go doin' the same thang/ The only difference is bein' that niggas don't be usin' the same name/ I'm knowin' the game changed, but niggas there's gonna be rules/ Cauze niggas is actin' like fools/ I'm talkin' about niggas that ain't paid dues/ And ya'll dont flattery me no more/ Get off my dick, stay off my shit, pay cost to this and while you at it, lay off the twist nigga
-Chorus-Krayzie
Everybody wanna be us (rap like, rap like) Everybody wanna be us (like me, like me) Everybody wanna be us (act like, act like)Every every every every/ Everybody wanna be us (rap like, rap like) Everybody wanna be us (like me, like me) Everybody wanna be us (act like, act like) Everybody wanna be us (like me, like me)
Krayzie
Every Every Everybody wanna be us, and thinkin' they lovin' the thugs/ When we ride, we get live, we get oh so so so high/ Ain't no niggas lovin' me, inspired by the game to get on my paper chase/ Cool niggas from the streets they keeps them heat and guaranteed to send 'em flames, flames, flames/ Everybody wanna be somebody, but don't nobody wanna be they self/ All I hear is niggas rappin' like this one or that one, tryin' to sound like somebody else, no creativity
-Chorus-Krayzie (Bruce)-
(Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us... Every, every, everbody... Everybody wanna be a thug, thug... Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us... Everybody wanna be us)
Bruce Hathcock
Time is changin' and we all grown, don't you think it's time you come up with your own, own? (Wanna be like, be like... Wanna act like, act like...) Time is changin' and we all grown, don't you think it's time you come up with your own, own? (Wanna be like, be like... Wanna act like, act like...) Every, everybody...
-Chorus-Krayzie (Bruce)-
Time after time, find I question my life
How I went wrong, will it ever be right?
Will I rise, will I fall, stand tall?
Continue asking, but I'm knowing, only God know
Time after time, find I question my life
Where I went wrong, will it ever be right?
Will I rise, will I fall, stand tall?
Continue asking, but I'm knowing, only God know
Growing up in the hood as a hard knock
I never knew nothing too much about young
My only concern was making my money
And running these streets as a thug
Instead of the birds and bees, I always talk to murderers and the G's
That coldness inside me, but I ain't trying to hurt nobody
Temptation is keeping me steadily going under
And I wonder, if I could make it through the thunder
'Cause I done caused so much hurt and pain
To some that ain't deserve a thang
If I could change that, it would all be rearranged
But what's done is done and I paid the price
And now I'm like, "Help me Lord", to better my life, my life
Just give me the chance to prove the world
That I can be the man that I am
And I plan, on keeping it really, really slow and steady
Time after time, find I question my life
How I went wrong, will it ever be right?
Will I rise, will I fall, stand tall?
Continue asking, but I'm knowing, only God know
Time after time, find I question my life
Where I went wrong, will it ever be right?
Will I rise, will I fall, stand tall?
Continue asking, but I'm knowing, only God know
So now I'm headed to the Chapel and I'm fin' to try marriage
It's goin' down yeah, yeah, yeah, but what do ya know?
Who woulda knew that would make situations worse
And my curse, nothing I've tried seems to work
And I drop to my knees and I pray, yes I pray
And I wonder if I'll ever see a better day, I need a better day
I've seen much in my time and I think it was too much for my eyes
The wickedness pulling me closer to failure
Every time I think I'm rising, yeah
But you live and you learn and try to make better, gotta get control
Then follow the Lord and who knows where you'll go, for sho'
I can see how I've been sinnin'
I'm asking the Lord for a little bit of forgiving, 'giving
Time after time, find I question my life
How I went wrong, will it ever be right?
Will I rise, will I fall, stand tall?
{dialing of phone}
Krayzie
Still thuggin' with the thugs, thugs, with the thugs
(if y'all feel this, scream mo!all my niggas on the thugline, thugline)
Ain't a damn thing changed, damn thing changed, changed
(if y'all feel this, scream mo! all my niggas on the thugline, thugline)
And if you niggas wanna get some, get some. count me down for your thing
Relay
Muthafuck you niggas hatin' on me, hatin' on me/ no-no, gotta grin but I pin
Swolled eyes so fuck them crooked, crackin'
Po-po's/ kick down doors on our goals, don't forget them bowls/ keep businesss
To myself 'cause it's best if no one knows
I trust no hoes and trust no nigga, niggas either/ try to take my weed, I got
More power than she-ra/ dirty-south diva
I rise like mya/ my high is comin' down/ I smoke some more and I get higher/ la,
La-la...they beat this weed and they set fire
Ganja make me loose, 'cause I'm live like a wire/ I never share attire, keep
Passin' me them thangs/ just hit 'em with that heat to
They mouth like some wangs/ straight out decator, gon' get some cheese and fuck
The fame/ straight out decator, you got
Drama? you know my name/ now close your eyes and listen to sleepy rhyme/ you got
Five, I got 5/ let's go get a dime
Relay
A-t-l, I got to do somethin' to get my point heard/ I put my pen down and let
The folks hear my words/ don't call me no
Joker, don't call me no nerd cux I be goin' deeper than the others you heard/
'cause this ain't in your head, bumpin' in your
Head knockin'/ I keep the brothers jockin' even though they guns be knockin'/
Gonna block it, throw my hands up
And we dip it up and brawl/ talkin' all that nonsense, not bein' heard by me at
All/ nigga in y'all drawers, I rise but my name's not mya
And i's a tight female/ don't need smoke to get you higher/ I'm beggin' for
Attention, well I beg to differ
They nervous when I'm lurkin' and your body be stiffer/ I plot by myself, my
Thoughts are dangerous
You gotta be lyrically tight if you wanna hang with us/ can't sit on my ass,
When I know I must be heard
My pen's been put down and now my mouth has been heard
-refrain-
So you can bring anything you want to/ we do, do this however, whenever you want
To/ but we can act the fool
If that's what you wan do 'cause real niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline
Relay
Yeah, little miss on passion stabbin', nabbin' niggas/ I know how to react and
Be the one who peepin' out them playa haters in the back /and I'm attackin',
Saggin'/ yes, and I'm relaxin' when I'm high/ krayzie bone and relay done hooked
Up this shit
'cause my, my, my, relay is comin' round the corner/ better run for cover or you're
Gonna be a goner/ I told you nigga, we doin' this shit to get richer quicker,
Not pullin' triggers, hypnotizin' niggas like, rest in peace, notorious big,
Nigga
Relay
Tell me somethin' about any rapper, and in a heartbeat, I would snappin' the
Baddest when I rhyme/ and relay up to no good
Fact, you should value this beat/ and in this rap game it seems ain't no other 4
Be'cause we'll straight out bust out the scene
Straight out decator where it's greater/ and it can't get no better, unless you
Headed throu downtown/ the land to go make
Some chedder/ in everyway and everyday, you hear these thugs bust a rap, or
Rhyme, or flow, or just whatever you may call
We gon' snap, snap
Relay
We in the a-t-l, done hooked up/ this shit is buck, so nigga, what? krayzie
Gotta bust, krayzie gotta bust, krayzie gotta
Bust, krayzie gotta bust {repeated}
Krayzie
Now you know we can get high, high, high, so high/ that's my man, mister
Sawed-off leatherface: the name
Thug is what I claim/ stayin' away from all these lames and these playa hatas
Steady inflictin' pressure on the brain
But my mentality can't be faded, I play it so fuckin' smooth/ I got my mind just
Like chess, I concentrate on every move
And every rule that they wrote, we break 'em/ believe me, that's why so many
Niggas fall off for flossin' and goin' against they boss, man/ too many chiefs
Annoy me, uh/ so when I roll, I'm mostly solo and I know that fo-fo stay mighty
Close
Just touch on my door ho, you'll be greeted by heaters, millimeters,
Pop-pop-pop-pop/ mo! thug mothership presents;
Thugline niggas, bone thugs-n-harmony still live niggas/ and I got my troopers
Suited and ready/ relay, up in this muthafucka
Marchin', marchin', marchin', marchin/ bombin' on bitches/ people be sayin', and
If you think we playin; run up and take your chance to die/ it's in your hands,
Blow for blow/ we let these muthafuckers know/ they know whether they male or
Female
I don't roll with no ho
-refrain-
{phone dialtone}
(operator) we're sorry your call cannot be completed as dialed,
-Intro-Krayzie & Keef G-
(Hello) What's up nigga? (What's crackin' my nigga?) Got a problem down here man (What?) These motherfuckin' police down here tryin' to set a nigga up (You bullshittin') Tryin' to plant guns and dope in my car (Where you at?) I broke the fuck out but they got me hepped up in the alley (Well, what's happenin') So what I want you to do is get the Thug Nation niggas on the phone (Right) and let's ride on these motherfuckers once and for all my nigga
Krayzie
These police is got me runnin' for my freedom, hittin' the fences I can't see 'em/ Settin' me up, bitches threaten to wet me up and arrest me, fuck/ Some shit they're tryin' to plant in my ride/ They said they found a pound of a weed and dirty nine that I had stashed at the side/ And on top of that they said I was wanted for playin' with guns/ Now watch LeathaFace run fast through the alley, here they come/ I hear sirens, I'm desperate, they gettin' closer to catchin' me/ I need to make it to safety cauze haters is sweatin' me/ I'm almost through the alley but a police car cut me off/ I guess he through I was stopped, but I jumped right up, over, and out/ Ran two blocks up and now a niggas dippin' through the projects/ Shit is gettin serious man cauze now the po-po's poppin' and I'm dodgin' them bullets/ Fucked around and found a place to hide/ Let them motherfuckers ride by, but they gots to die/ Call my nigga Keef-G, nigga meet me at the hide out, tonight's the night niggas ride out
-Chorus-Krayzie-
We silently, we violently, despise police, entirely (We just dont give a fuck about, we never gave a fuck about 'em/ We just dont give a fuck about, never gave a fuck about 'em, just don't give a fuck about 'em)
Keef G (Krayzie)
LeathaFace gimme a minute, a minute I'm ready to swoop, swoop 10 and out, H-2 we bulletproof/ Can we make it to the safe house and I'm tellin' you man, let them touch you, don't have to worry 'bout Saddam Hussane; We got a hundred Thug Nation Souljahs, bitch, every state, all black, lil' chrome with a motherfuckin' right up face (I say we spray the place, blow up they motherfuckin' precincts and kill everybody, nigga what 'chu think?) Sit back watch this (?) meet a motherfucker/ Hit him hard, burn rubber, watch a nigga hit the button/ We gon' tear these fuckin' pigs out/ This is for the niggas get slammed on the hood tops, niggas goin' all out (Pull up to the curb and keep the car runnin'/ First, when I come out that motherfucka, nigga start gunnin', you ready?) I'm ready (Toss a fire bomb through the door and when them niggas start to run, pick 'em, niggas fall like dominos)
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Keef G (Krayzie)
We bout to show 'em 'bout this house quake/ Potential to blow up some windows/ Crooked cops chalked out, now they the victims/ Plus, nigga what 'chu done did? We gon' talk bout that later, deal with this shit, real nigga, trill shit (This meal ticket got ya trippin' huh? They wanna lynch a nigga it's simply cauze my position kinda large/ Got enough niggas to start a million thug march/ Killas, niggas, with no regard for tha laws) Don't worry about a damn thang, we gon' roast a pig/ Call my Thug Nation Souljahs and my Bone Thug nigs/ We ain't goin' for the banana in the tail pipe or the peace pipe/ Let's see how many niggas down to die tonight (Now tell me what'cha gonna do when the motherfuckin' thugstas come for you, for you, for you... What 'cha gonna do when the motherfuckin' thugstas come for you, and we shoot...)
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Krayzie talking to police
{set in a restaurant with muzak playing in the background}
Krayzie aw sh*t. excuse me man, excuse me.
Waiter uh, yes sir?
Krayzie could you tell me where the payphone at in here or somethin'?
Waiter certainly. back there by the wine racks.
Krayzie all right, thanks a lot. thank you, thank you.
Waiter oh, you're welcome sir.
Krayzie sh*t. it's a classy-ass, m*thaf*ckin' restaraunt. know this m*thaf*cker
Got the money, punk m*thaf*cker.
Sh*t. {pick's up phone, dialtone, puts in money and dials, it rings.}
His contact hello?
Krayzie yeah, hello?
Contact what's happenin'?
Krayzie yeah, I'm in the m*thaf*ckin' spot now, man...
Contact he there?
Krayzie I don't see nobody yet, but I know the nigga'll be here. he got
Reservations.
Contact all right, handle your business.
Krayzie I think I see his broad comin' in right now...
Contact right on time.
Krayzie so don't worry about sh*t. I'm a handle this nigga, man. this nigga in a
Classy-ass, muthafuckin' restaurant;
I know this nigga got the m*thaf*ckin' money. don't worry about sh*t, I'm a have
It. all right?
Contact no mercy, nigga.
Krayzie all right. {hangs up phone}
Broad excuse me.
Waiter uh, yes ma'am.
Broad I have a reservation. it's for jones.
Waiter for jones? let me see here for a minute. oh yes, mr. jones called. he
Said, he is running late,
But I am to seat you now.
Broad okay, thank you.
Waiter follow me this way. here you go ma'am. um, would you like to start with
Something to drink while you wait?
Broad do you have a chardonnay?
Waiter most certainly. coming right up. oh, and uh, here is mr. jones right now.
Hi, mr. jones how are you this evening?
Mr. jones hey, what's up? what's up? what's up?
Broad hi, baby.
Mr. jones hey, baby. damn.
Broad baby, what took you so long? I been just waitin' and waitin'. this is a
Nice place.
Mr. jones yeah, it's cool. it's cool. did you order yet?
Broad no, baby. I was waitin' on you...baby?
Mr. jones what? what's happenin'?
Broad that guy's been staring at me since I've sat down.
Mr. jones what dude?
Broad you know him?
Mr. jones what dude?
Broad that guy over there.
Mr. jones over where? aw, sh*t.
Broad baby, what's wrong?
Mr. jones damn, don't worry about it! just...damn. just...just be cool, just be
Cool.
Broad baby, he's walkin' over here now.
Mr. jones oh, sh*t.
Broad baby, he's...baby he's goin' in his jacket.
Krayzie message for mr. jones, m*thaf*cker!
Broad oh, sh*t!
{admist a massive array of gunfire and commotion, screaming, glass breaking,
Reloading.}
Mr. jones cover your head.
Krayzie punk m*thaf*cker. punk m*thaf*cker! {gunfire ceases}
F*ck you! get the f*ck out my way! get the f*ck out my way!
{gunfire} f*ck you! get the f*ck out my way. get the f*ck out my way.
Wish Bone)
You can call it what you want to
Respect when we roll through
fight like yeah, Thats just what we bust through
swear niggaz straight thugs
Really nigga rolled up
Layed out
Blacked out
Know niggaz fucked up
it dont really matter
they scatter
we bustin'
so fuck'em
let em lay
I ain't really playin, niggaz playin
Bone ass niggaz down, to me that shit is gay
better than my black gauge too
hear ya blountin buddy but my eyes on you
watch that step, do what I gotta do
gotta go fuck in my hotel room
its about that money that money gotta have me some
money
or else
hit a nigga to the white meat
gonna get me some money
i ain't gotta tell, a nigga know
when you fuckin with that bone better go for broke
it ain't really that serious betta let it go
ain't no tellin where that might might just might go
(Krayzie Bone)
You mutha fuckers better wake up and smell
that marijuana inhale
that little ganja
and realize ya dealin with a monsta
mastermind
i rap the crime
i blast ya mind
im so sick
but dont need to call a doctor
'cause you wont find a cure for this
besides I dont need no remedy, I'm already fixed
nigga take a hit of this and you aint never goin back
to that wack shit
y'all know what clique got the hits
wait a minute
im sick of niggaz gettin all the credit
for bein tough guys and aint got the balls and said it
i read it little nigga when I seen him in the video
you can tell who really real on them really hoes
just because you strik a pose in some pretty clothes
really dont mean you niggaz automatic criminals
you can fool the episode
they dont really know
how a real nigga let the mutha fuckin trigger go
(Chorus) x 2
we them, thuggish ruggish niggaz that'll enter ya mind,
with them ruff and rugged lyrics that I spit like a nine,
it dont matter where we hit em
its a hit everytime,
but you know thats bone
thats that bone!
(Kryazie Bone)
i told you nigga, you dealin with a beast
from the streets of clevland, down with Easy-E
niggaz give me a reason to keep that heat in the seat
but in my lap so I'm in position to bust back
(Wish Bone)
guess who's back to shut the lights down
screamin out thug and no you ain't none
gotta do something
when we see we gon' run up on em, nigga gotta tell me
somthin, somthin
(Krayzie Bone)
Take a journey to my violent side
the riots lie
hit 'em with the silenced nine, a quiet mine
and still fuck the law, and any other mutha fucker wanna run
up, come on
(Wish Bone)
and its easy it dont take much to make ya blow
before you hear it you gon' feel it
stay locked and loaded
thugs like us they dont make it get it straight dawg
get rolled up
they gon' like it when we roll off
(Krayzie and Wish)
missed with the sawed off
creepin through the fog
all, y'all niggaz die
competition dry, to see me with a another that can really
get with the lyrical killas from the 99
spittin when I ride ride
(Wish Bone)
know what you doin when you step, you can fall off
hands up thugs comin through when we raw dawg
everywhere we go yes its like that
everywhere we roll strapped with black a thug ready to
go...
(Chorus) x 6 (ever other chorus change) ((ruff to wicked))
we them, thuggish ruggish niggaz that'll enta ya mind
with them ruff and (rugged) lyrics that I spit like a nine
it dont matter where we hit em
its a hit everytime
but you thats bone
I talk to myself when there is no one to talk to
I talk to myself when there is no one to talk to
Ever wonder just what it's like talkin' to yourself every night
Will I ever make it through the day?
It's so hard to believe that I'm still living, I'm alive
My clock is still ticking, guessing that God is still with me
'Cuz I could have been gone so many times before
Murda Mo is chasing me I'm barely escaping it
My instincts is tellin' me that I might not live long in my life
My life is a jungle I really don't love it it's really to crumble
I fight with these devils on daily basis and I try to stay humble
Try not to fall, but what if I slip, trip
Try to stay calm, but what if I flip, kill 'em all
Last night I had a long talk with myself
Drama had a nigga wondering, wondering how close am I to hell
Then I had to pray can't let them brake me, aww nah
But it's everyday they could've make me soft
But so fried, so high is my mistake
Don't worry when I'm in the clouds well that's how I stay
Ever wonder just what it's like talkin' to yourself every night
Will I ever make it through the day?
Never thought I make it this far kinda wonder just where you are
Will you ever make it through the day?
Caught up in my complications nowhere to go
It's mandatory that I face them, even though I don't want to
They say karma can murda ya, murda ya
All this drama just got me nervous
'Cuz I know I've popped shots that don't stop, they don't stop
Soon as I lose it they know I get stupid ain't nowhere to you
Stop, stop, look, look, listen where heard them
I'm hearin' they put to get me, can't let 'em get me
I won't stop dumpin' until my clique is empty
When this one finish I'm buckin' 'til I put my other clip in
Then get up spittin' back at y'all
That's 'cuz the can't get with this at all
The war is really raw
Ever wonder just what it's like talkin' to yourself every night
Will I ever make it through the day?
Never thought I make it this far kinda wonder just where you are
Will you ever make it through the day?
Last night I had a long talk with myself
And I told myself I can't depend on one, no one else
Crazy this thing done made me crazy, hate to say it
I done went crazy, this thing done made me crazy, hate to say it
I done went crazy, walkin' in the rain
Disaster calls my name
Callin' my name feelin' so much pain
Wanna get away but ya can't, can't run, run
Ever wonder just what it's like talkin' to yourself every night
Will I ever make it through the day?
Never thought I make it this far kinda wonder just where you are
Will you ever make it through the day?
I talk to myself when there is no one to talk to
I talk to myself when there is no one to talk to
Last night I had a long talk with myself
Will I ever make it through the day?
Ever wonder just what it's like talkin' to yourself every night
Will I ever make it through the day?
And it makes me see, every puff that I breathe
Blowin' herbs and leaves would ease the world
Blowin' herbs and leaves would ease the world
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
We smokin' budda, come again we smokin' budda
Me rollin' with me pass the hoota to ya
Me feelin' that blunt so don't let that budda fool ya
Puff on the hoota, come again puff on this hoota
Sit back, relax and let the budda sooth ya
And when they ask who you can tell 'em Krayzie schooled ya
Puff on the hoota but first me gotta get with me friends
So wish you light it up 'cuz I'm gonna spend all my ends
On the budda, come and get me shunnin' a blunt my friend
So, you don't wanna go half?
Okay, I'll put in the ends on the budda, budda
We rollin', smokin', chokin', pass it
Toke it hand it back to ya that budda
So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)
L.A. gotta get my connections, I been stressin' on this airplane
I was just thinkin' of crashin', now them sess gotta be relaxin'
Smokin', chokin', rollin', glancin' but we won't spend no money
Them sess gotta be lovely or we ain't fuckin' with ya
Y'all give me that, don't want that, don't give me that want no stressin'
No, we don't want that
(Not in Cali-for-nay-a)
Reefer really makes me happy and it makes me see
Every puff that I breath blowin' herbs and leaves
Would ease that world, I done been to the other side
I seen London and Paris, niggas get fuckin' bloody high
Gotta go find Mary Jane's world-wide
So why is it such a crime? Hey, everybody should be gettin' high
So, Mr. Weed Man, you know we lookin' for the trees with no seedsly
(Yeah, yeah)
We got the cheesy, we need to know if you can show me
The nigga with the weedy
redrum, redrum, redrum
its musta sawd off leatha face (thats me)(redrum, redrum, redrum)
pullin up on ya draw ya weapon hay (wuss up)(redrum, redrum, redrum)
its gonna be murda if i bust my gun (redrum, redrum, redrum)
a laugh and grinn in cold condition (redrum, redrum, redrum)
you know leather face is all about (redrum, redrum, redrum)
diggis digi realest wicked style (redrum, redrum, redrum)
shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
(redrum, redrum, redrum)
Still gotta gun in my hand gotta man wit a plan (redrum, redrum, redrum), don't make
me kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum). krayzie loco and im so insane pump, pump da pump blow out ya brain kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum) kill yall (redrum, redrum, redrum)
shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
nigga come on down, down to the underground let me see if you can fuck with these real niggaz, kill niggaz, my pistol still triggaz run em up buck buck
nigga really feel real don't it. fuck up my opponet and whoever they come wit it really dont matter, nigga dont step to this cause the man is an after math too much for you to handle knock out ya lights like a candle, blow em away, no mo used flow start throw em away, in a river (splash) pump a nigga gas, get taht nigga cash, put in a bag. so cleva i bet they caint catch us, arrest us, wet us, nobody do it betta, you waited it out to come test us, got a couple a automatics ready to protect us betcha
yall fools dont want it, yall know who run this thug shit, what? bitch touch this and i let it blow, rip ya whole sole out the body when me explode. we do it for the niggaz in da streets and the niggaz in the jail cell, hell yea, mutha fucka we aint goin no where, till i die nigga oh yea, oh yea. pray to the gage, aim to they brain, let the pump rang, and thats what i say.
I shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
redrum, redrum, redrum
its musta sawd off leatha face (thats me)(redrum, redrum, redrum)
pullin up on ya draw ya weapon hay (redrum, redrum, redrum)
its gonna be murda if i bust my gun (redrum, redrum, redrum)
a laugh and grinn in cold condition (redrum, redrum, redrum)
you know leather face is all about (redrum, redrum, redrum)
diggis digi realest wicked style (redrum, redrum, redrum)
shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
(redrum, redrum, redrum)
Still gotta gun in my hand gotta man wit a plan (redrum, redrum, redrum), don't make
me kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum). krayzie loco and im so insane pump, pump da pump blow out ya brain kill ya (redrum, redrum, redrum) kill yall (redrum, redrum, redrum)
shut em down yes i shut em down
come down come down come down to the under groung hay
can you tell momma by by let daddy and ya granny wipe the tears from her eyes wave your grandfather hi (redrum, redrum, redrum) its too late to cry, its too late to cry
As I wake up in the mornin', I jump up out-a my bed
Freedom is on my mind as I place this six by nine cell
Nigga ain't seen daylight, they got me caged like
I'm runnin' wild just for tryna' feed myself
Since they act like we ain't even here
So I say, I've done no wrong
I wanna go home now, ain't tryna listen to that
The niggas I used to call, they ain't pickin' up the phone now
Niggas know I'm trippin' for that
I miss my mama, brotha, sistas, man, I'm feelin' so alone now
Wish that I could go back
I guess I'm payin' the dues of a real true soldier
It's so hard on the street so I packs my heat
That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep
I'm suited up to kill all my enemies
If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me
Now that I'm livin' in a cell, the tables are turned
I never knew I had such a lesson to learn
I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes
I'm so caught up, I don't know what to do
I got a letter in the mail from my girl, she let me know
That I'm too thuggish for her world, so she need to let me go
Plus her mama playa, hatin' sayin' datin' me is dangerous
She don't think she should hang with thugs
She probably better off though
Run in back and tell the broad she can go, give my mama all my clothes
The keys to my low, low to my brother
Bitch, if niggas tell me you in my shit you will be fucked up
This shit ain't right, lawyer say that [unverified] we got that bitch tonight
He say she down to ride with young niggas like me
Two strikes and I violated my probation
Plus they say they get me if they ever saw my face again
So I, be spendin' more time, as a thug on the line
Did the crime, so I'm doin' the time
It's so hard on the street, so I packs my heat
That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep
I'm suited up to kill all my enemies
If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me
Now that I'm livin' in a cell, the tables are turned
I never knew I had such a lesson to learn
I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes
I'm so caught up, I don't know what to do
Tomorrow mornin', I'm scheduled for the court room
Voices in my head sayin', "Nigga, what you gon' do?"
No soon, I be ridin' that big blue bus
Chained up with the killas and the thugs
Tossed all night in my bunk, waitin' for the judge to send me up
I knew just what it was when I got cuffed
That that would be the last time I would see the sun
First I picture myself in jail, that vision wack
Then I picture myself rollin' my Cadillac
Bounce, bounce, side to side, hittin' switches
Pullin' off on them bitches, just tryna' get it
But then I flash back 'cause my cell door slam
Now I got to go see the man, damn, now we bailin' down the hallway
Niggas yellin', "Keep it real," nigga always, always
It's so hard on the street so I packs my heat
That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep
I'm suited up to kill all my enemies
If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me
Now that I'm livin' in a cell, the tables are turned
I never knew I had such a lesson to learn
I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes
Shit
I've been a thug my whole motherfucking life
Struggling, doing what the fuck I've got to do to survive
Bottom line, thugline
You see me on TV but you don't really know me
Don't know the story of the warrior and how I survived in this game
Nigga never had shit
Had to work to get it or I had to steal it
Most of the time I was hungry, that's why I did it
I ain't bullshittin', seventeen
I'm leavin' the house, I need my own
Nigga done tried to be grown and fucked around
Now I'm homeless on the streets
With my niggas I learned about every drug
The heroine, the weed, the speed, the crack, the sherm
But we was broke and we couldn't afford it
But niggas was schemin' and plottin' on shit
Oh yes, you know this, I come from a long line of thugs
Us strugglers hustle what we can rustle up
It might not have been too much
But we always got just enough, our hard times
Kept niggas together through all the windy weather
And nigga whenever you need somebody to roll
I'm goin' to be there, you know me
A nigga stayed thug devoted in the streets
When I didn't have a place to sleep or shit to eat
My family goin through some pains
They struggle but they make out
My people off their hinges and it was against our religion as a witness
So you know I really can't comprehend it
My mother and father told me
"Don't mess with drugs and why you smokin'?"
I was right or wrong? Can't understand it
If the purpose was to have a nigga struggle
I don't think they should have had me, had me
Think they never should of had me
As I drop to my knees, can't you see I ain't happy?
I hope it won't be long, I hope it won't be long
Before I end this song, I wanna end this song
I hope it won't be long, it won't be long
I need to end this song, this sad song
I hope it won't be long, I hope it won't be long
Before I end this song, I need to end this song
I hope it won't be long, it won't be long
Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wake up in the mornin', glorious to see
Then I hit the streets knowin' that I got beef
So since I got beef, it make sense to pack the heat
Ain't no debate be discreet publicly
Yeah, I'm a rider call me RKC
Ambassador, diplomat, officially
Ride with my team, the Thug line regime
Evil side regulated, smash, crash, tell me
Food stamp this game dig us?
Yeah an' tryin' to be sneaky
Askin' everybody that think I know 'em for my number to beep me
On my pager to beep me an' I sense they negative energy
Feelin' like some gangsta, gangsta shit to me
Don't matter where you go, it's psycho, my flight flown
To the bottoms in Miami, got off the plane like Rhinos
Sweaty in this humidity, high
My thugs, hit the club, scene it's crackin' tonight
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line
All night long, we ain't goin' to sleep
Beat these motherfuckin' streets with heats an' break beats
Make my way through the door, four rounds bar, man
My niggaz on one, he snuck a 'Oh, we can' in
The latest edition to some tight shit is spinnin'
Hey, DJ, you workin' with that equipment
Proceed to stagger through the crowd, blowin' one
Ladies in abundance, nigga, seven to one
Backless straps, tattoos, holdin' some Hennessey
I got my partne,r Krayzie Bone, there go one for me
I broke from the camp post tellin' baby this an' that
She told me about herself, she want to model an' act
I'm seein' other eyes, but I'm tryin' to lock this
Who could really blame me about those ass an' hips?
She say she got some folks, Young Dre, what the deal?
Let's cut this night short, take them back up the hill
Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line
Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
I get's a rush, thinkin' 'bout the fools that we crush
An' my little locs is down to bust an' makin' a fuss
All up in my pockets, they gangsta hatin' on us
First round that we [Incomprehensible] now we addin' a plus
Live just to die, know you know it's a must
Silly niggaz tellin' lies, my fo' five make 'em hush
Listen, just hear the bullets come when they spittin'
Y'all reppin', just steppin', I'm only playin' to win
Got a pocket full of plenty, niggaz splurgin' on drink
Thirty dollars in the tank, a nigga reakin' of dank
Khaki suit full of dirt from a nigga puttin' in work
Can't understand a command niggaz, patrollin' the turf
Gotta get it while the water's hot an' fill up your pot
Hit the block with a rock, with these make 'em shot
I level with a tickety tock, it don't stop
An' I'll be damned if they pull a nigga back on the block
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
All day, keep it real, keep it real, keep it real
An' all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thug line, Thug line, come ride the Thug line
You might not recognize my flow 'coz it's me bustin' at first
'Coz I can put styles inside my verses, motherfuckers ain't heard yet
But I won't battle MCs, but we do handle beef with these
Competition to me means an enemy
Ask some of these niggaz past, nothin' but snakes in the grass
Talkin' 'bout we bit, they mad 'coz they career was a fag
You might been have rappin', doin' it
Twistin' but that bullshit you're stressin'
Knowin' exactly when you're fresh, niggaz know when niggaz wreck shit
Platinum? That ain't a thing for me, hit the studio make it happen
Nigga, that's because I'm real with this thug music
We mash an' wild in 2000, nigga, no remorse
What we be givin'? Heat from the kitchen when fuckin' with this shit
Get with the line, Thug line, the line
Creepin' on, ah, come up, you know what?
This time around, it's on when we blow up
Fakers, hate ya, later, y'all all die, nigga, they all die
I bring yo' thugline
Don't they want to see me fall?
That I never have 'em and I'm just to wrong
Used to have a lot of Devil scenes
When I kept my soul, they see me disappear
And now, the cryin' on the line is perfect time
(Krayzie)
we tha surviviors, the hustlers, thugsters, the riders
rollin up on bustas surprise em
with guns and knuckles
they bound to get broken, buck 'em
been down before thuggish ruggish
come around on my muh fuckas
only God keep it bumping lovely
this money do wonders fo me
you know me from Bone thugs,
so show me some Bone love
my roadies is strong nuff
drink 40's and smoke blunts still,
I'm giving out shots to the thugs in the glock glock
to the niggas on high blocks
bustin back at the cops boy,
cant stop me
im up in ya shit like paparazzi
competition is sloppy
yall position not even worthy
got me pumpin',
Krayzie be bumpin',
dumpin' the bloody body
Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue
We comin' to shoot up your posse (shoot up your posse)
We hit 'em with trill niggas,
And we come though wit real killas
On the road to this meal ticket
My pistol is still wit me
The lyrics is ill wicked
Them niggas is still trippin
And talkin shit after this my nigga gon get up in that grill,
hear me?!
(chorus)
Wont weep no mo,
Wont speak no mo,
Wont beef no mo,
once we put it on yall
Wont weep no mo,
Wont speak no mo,
Wont beef no mo,
once we put it on yall
(Wish)
Need a reason to complete my mission,
10 years and they still listening
When you see me you know me
from the streets we dont fuck wit no bitch niggas
Heads blown, heads gone,
if they steppin wrong we let 'em know
Straight from the do' jus where we coming from
Let it go and reload
If you need some mo
let 'em know
its Mo'
get spit at
or pull it no matter them thugs gon git wit cha killa
day time or at night
when you kissin baby night night
you can die (rock a by)
got thugs but they aint need us
we thugs for a fuckin reason
scuffed up
fucked up
leave em mud
thats how you gotta leave em
bodybags (trunk)
trash bags
they pickin up the pieces
niggas is hungry dog
they flossin so get em yall
got bitches that want it too
straight up thuggin to get you
that Gucci that bling ooh
got em doing what niggas do
they will murda yall
send em up in there and then we rush all yall
thats thugsta shit
thas how we roll
Krayzie bone:thug mentality
{mo thug family reunion - intro plays in the car stereo while a pager goes off}
Krayzie damn, your shit goin' off, nigga, damn.
Friend damn, I know this ain't this bitch callin' me again, man, on some
Bullshit.
Call this ho back and see what the
Fuck she talkin' 'bout now.
Krayzie still fuckin' with them fatal-ass bitches, nigga.
Friend damn. petty-ass bitches.
{phone rings and a baby cries}
Bitch sorry-ass niggas, I know this him.
Friend okay, uh....
Bitch: hello?
Friend man, what the fuck is up?
Bitch who the fuck is shaniqua...
Krayzie damn, she louder than a muthafucker. flippin' on your ass.
Bitch ...who fuck is dominique, and who the fuck is nicole?
Friend hey, hold up, bitch, hold the fuck up.
Bitch fuck this! I am so tired of you.
Friend tired of me? bitch, I'm tired of your ass!
Bitch you know what, I can't believe a muthafuckin' thing you tell me.
Friend you ain't got to believe a muthafuckin' thing, and you know what? fuck
You!
Krayzie damn! damn, nigga! look at them hoes -hey- look at them hoes on the
Corner, nigga, look!
I got the power, power, power
Power to the people
We the people got the power, let's ride
I got the power, power, power
Power to the people
We the people got the power, let's ride
I got the power, power, power
Power to the people
We the people got the power, let's ride
I got the power, power, power
Power to the people
We the people got the power, let's ride
A nigga be humble, but I'm down for mine
Don't give me no static and you and I can be fine
I may be quiet
Believe me I get violent
You ready for war?
Then grab your shit and come up
It's already jumpin' so we can just join in the start buckin'
Fuck the police now let that be the reason
You meet the heater 9-milli cease the breathin'
The glock shot the cop body rott
Fuck 'em, grab this shotgun and cuff 'em
And dump his shit in the river and let it splash
Do the shit smooth boy, don't ever slip ,move
But don't nobody know, but I know that nigga fish food
So if you ready for the po po to die
Then put one hand in the air, the other hand on your nine
And say, "Yeah, yeah"
Get you pump, pump, pump, pump, pump
Now let me hear you say, "Yeah, hell yeah"
Get your pump, pump, pump, pump, pump
God is so passionate and hear the cries of the needy
(Needy)
Devil is greedy
(Greedy)
The get ya high
(So high)
Before they feed you
(Feed ya)
Power to the people that wanted to beat you and mistreat you
And at the same time have a smile when they greet you
(Greet ya)
Could never be equal we are revelation angels
(Angels)
Change, 'cause no matter how hard you try you can't erase us or replace us
(Erase us or replace us)
Keep your eyes posted high to the sky, it's your life
The fragile prize for movin' the black lives
I'll rise and fall because of God, the tune is playin'
Black women and black men it's not to late late to repent you sins
(Sins)
You better stop, duck down
(Down, down)
(Pay attention, listen)
What's that sound?
AK-47 nigga so you better hit the ground
You better, you better stop, duck down, down, down
(Pay attention, listen)
AK-47 nigga so you better hit the ground
I think, I got the power that can take over the world, you see?
Look, I'm tryin' to live forever with this destiny
Man, I'm tryin' to start some shit
A nigga deep into this army shit
And if you feel it, you can march with this
We got a million thugs, strong stompin'
I'm ready to pump, pump, pump. pump
And dump the enemies in the trunk, fuck 'em
Hey, I heard they got plan to try to kill us all
Niggas get the mark of the beast, disturbin' the peace
But at least we know they doin' dirty
I'ma keep a thirty-thirty close so don't worry
We get with the static in a hurry
I go the power, power, power
Power to the people
We the people got the power, let's ride
I go the power, power, power
Power to the people
We the people got the power, let's ride
I go the power, power, power
Power to the people
We the people got the power, let's ride
I go the power, power, power
Power to the people
We the people got the power, let's ride
What, what, what would you do, would you do
Would you do if the end of the world came and it was real
(Real)
And to know that you'll be dyin' soon
(Soon, soon)
Armageddon's coming for you and for me
Can't you see?
(See)
Get your pump, pump, pump, pump, pump
You can get your pump, pump, pump, pump, pump
Go ahead and get your pump, pump, pump, pump
Get your pump, pump, pump, pump, pump
You can get your pump, pump, pump, pump, pump
Go ahead and get your pump, pump, pump, pump
Power, power
People got the power
We the people got the power, let's ride
Come on
Power, power
People got the power
We the people got the power, let's ride
Come on
Power, power
People got the power
We the people got the power, let's ride
Come on
Power, power
People got the power
We the people got the power, let's ride
(Krayzie)
Raw, raw, raw. . .
Retaliation is a must, nigga
The enemy must suffer the muthafuckin' consequences
Deadly. . .
Yeah, I want all of these muthafuckas dead
I don't wanna see one muthafucka left breathin'
Kill all these muthafuckas
(Chorus)
Them niggas be killas
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Bloody, bloody murder. . .
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Killa . . . .
(Krayzie)
I'm thuggin off in my house out in Cleveland
Weeded, I'm sleepin', P.O.D.'ed
Dozed off, but I was awakened by the telephone ringin'
I picked it up
Hello? At first, nobody would answer me, so I said it again
Hello? Somebody starts breathin'
Not thinkin', I hung up the phone
Niggas be playin' jokes, I payed it no mind
It could've been just my fuckin' friends
Then I sat back and closed my eyes
no more than four seconds, it rung again
Hello? And why in the fuck is you playin'?
Somebody yelled out, "You die!"
Before I could even reply,
some nigga jumped right through the window buckin' a pistol
I jumped out of the chair, grabbed the bullets on the way to the stairs
Feelin' hot bullets fly over my head
Thinkin' for sure that I'm gonna be dead
Scared? Oh yeah!
So I turned around and ran out the backdoor instead
Them niggas was steadily buckin'
Whoever was dumpin', they surely did want me in the red.
Continued to fled--hit a couple of fences
Thinkin' 'bout who could have did this?
Retaliation: I'll handle my business, kill 'em--as God as my witness
I called up my niggas; they ready for war
Kill 'em's the way that we even the score
If you did not come for war, what in the fuck you come here for?
(Chorus)x2
What you niggas be? Killas . . .
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Bloody, bloody murder . . .
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Killa . . .
(Bam)
Five infrared dots, trail by these steel toes runnin' in your spot
You smokin' hot
Gather troops, destinations be your block
The stakes is high since '94
Got your tightest G for ransom
Maybe unhand 'em and let him go
Hell no, you shouldn't've chanced it
It's not essential, got smoked, only deaththreats on your boast
So take it as a quote, get violent if you see me, loc
We deadly--step, pay your sins, you'll die a thousand times
He's found with open eyes, and mesmerized, no vital signs
That's fifty mercenaries that blood money can't afford
Jump out of new Accords
??? got two swords
A deadly ?, fate been chosen
Get your eyes swollen
I roll and dreams we're golden, and now your hood we controllin'
You tellin' lies, caught you slippin' up at your Mama's house
Should've took you out, but I told my homies throw you out
Better thank your stars, relocate anywhere close to Mars
Stop actin' hard, you got more than you bargained for
(Chorus)
You niggas be killas
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Bloody, bloody murder . . .
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Killa . . .
(Bam)
We leave 'em shell-shocked, forty glocks and dirty looks and pop shotz
We verse 'em twice; murda books police, 'cause scared of heights
It's cowards versus niggas, been shook
didn't recognize the way your body hangin' from a hook
Thugline don't play
(Krayzie)
Shit!
Dog, I done told 'em
We'll rode 'em
Ho ain't got no scrotum
Slippin' in a clip and reload 'em, and when they jump
Yeah, we gon' unload 'em, and hit 'em wherever, however they want it
We gon' make sure no one's alive or left to identify me
It ain't over until you die
(Chorus)
Them you niggas be killas
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Bloody, bloody murder . . .
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Killa . . .
Them niggas be killas
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Bloody, bloody, murder
Don't be fuckin' with the killa, killa, killa, killa
Them you niggas be killas
Payback is a bitch, and the bitch is on the period, period
Bloody, bloody murder . . .
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
The world, the world, the world is very diffrent now
Everybody want some paper [I want some]
Thats why we fightin over Paper [I know you want some]
And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper
[I bet you would die, I bet you would die]
Shame shame
A fucked up game without the green
Mighty might dollar bill y'all, bill y'all
Have ya sinnin eventually in a coffin one day
But you came back to hustle 'cause niggas got bills to pay
Strugglin, strive
An try to stay alive
But in the meantime I'm gonna get mine
Everything will be fine when I can eat and get high
I may eat but I want to purchase some weed
And have a place to P.O.D. when I want to
But tryin to make the paper hate it on the world
I gotta keep my glock cocked
Niggas be plottin on me trying to hurt me
So I stop
But nigga whats up I'm in a hurry
No time for conversations with niggas just thinkin to murder me
But I pin them everytime [everytime]
Time after time
Just try trickin be deceased
No more your life
Friends, is usually your foes
You know you're just like evrybody I trust
Nobody, 'cause....
Everybody want some paper [I want some]
Thats why we fightin over Paper [I know you want some]
And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper
[I bet you would die, I bet you would die]
Money money money
Make your, make your cash flow
Money money money
Make your, make your cash flow
Money money money
Make your, make your cash flow
Money money money
Make your, make your cash flow
My niggas don't you think it's funny sometimes
That you could be so quick to do a crime
You can come up and get robbed and shot
But you got the same job
Treat your buisness
Sometime you get your wig split
But shit
For the chedder I guess we just be willin to risk it
This is a stick up
Give up the cash
And while the purse nigga dash
Turned around and put a bullet up in your ass
Desperate ass niggas don't play
Me and my niggas it ain't al day
And you can go to the grave for mear play
Niggas play dirty 'cause we're out here hungry
We just want a meal on the table
And a mil in the pocket
You die if you cannot pay for your life
Niggas is fightin
And thats why....
Big hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all
Big hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all
Big hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all
Big hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill for them hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill, would you kill, would you kill
For them hundred dollar bills y'all
Would you kill, would you kill, would you kill
For them hundred dollar bills y'all
Everybody want some paper [I want some]
Thats why we fightin over Paper [I know you want some]
And when you die, I bet you die trying to get some paper
[I bet you would die, I bet you would die]
Better make your cash flow
Nigga better make your cash flow
Nigga make your money man
[Better hustle up and make your cash flow]
Now i can remeber back in tha day
nigga was gangsta to deaf
N.W.A gangsta gangsta
had niggas up under arrest
cause tha boys in da hood was always hard
and we love to bump dat shit when i stole in cars
remeber dat 6 in da mornin ice T dat shit blowed up
had all us niggas tryin to be some high rollas
but hold up remeber dat fuckin diggy diggy dock yall
cause if ya funky enough we aint forgot dog
? talkin about some super sonic
it was corny but dim broad lookeded good back then
shit i was in drinkin alcohol
skippin skool nigga was havin a ball
tone had me lokin it after dark
go in park niggas was flosin they ride
look at my passe ride by
on da B.M.X bikes
niggas flossin all dat ol skool
parties n smokin n drinkin
livin like some hustlus
wats crankin
above da law was da shit we was playin
while i was standin on da corner
tryin to make some money man
remeber ?
and too short
now this where da pimpin began in da industry
throw up ya hand if you feelin me
im jus sayin i gave up luv so yall jus betta remeber me
Chorus
Aint nuthin but music(aint nuthin but music) 3x. (3x.)
Remeber wen east was in da house
oh my God
he was sure to keep da party live if u put on some boogie down production
blast master KRS one
talkin about some jus suicide if u suicide
remeber da biz mark
ah 1 2 ah 1 2
and big daddy kane told dem niggas dat it aint(aint) no(no) half(half) steppin(steppin)
at da house party da dj scatchin up da record
it was ?
had da whole party bumpin
remeber da freaks cum out at night
it wasnt fun oh
dis was da jam roxanne roxanne
everybody and they moma didnt reply to dem niggas man
wat u niggas know about dat 2rock g
nigga ride da rythm flavored dj mc
jam rock sellin yellin im a dj enevator
and i could wait to see jam master jam
it was holla holla yeah(holla holla yeah)
kept the people dancin its own but gettin played now
i said kept da people dancin its own but getting played now
now run(run) D.M.C(C) was fresh(fresh)
knock em out da box rick rick
knock em out rick
dougy got ya back wit dat funky beat box shit
fat fat fat bois
and curtis came out wit da these r da brains
is ya feelin me nigga is ya feelin me
im jus sayin i gave up luv so yall jus betta remeber me
murder y'all kill em all man
murder y'all kill em all, kill em all, kill em all
murder y'all kill em all man, ..kill em all man
murder y'all kill em all, kill em all, kill em all
murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo
murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder
will ya die, die, die, die, die, die
die, die,die, die, die, die
better watch that redrum
tha bloody mo murder mo merger it will learn ya
don't be fuckin with the thug to thug slug
rippin them guts and drippin that blood
roll with tha gun in my hand
and they can't understand how we ran wit da murder mo
niggas, were jealous and they ?
They get me, stick me
playa haters they be quick when they pull out they weapon
me wish you would never decease
its keeping me deep and they all be me victim
and on da phone when i call my dogs
I'll be ready anytime you wanna go, [ho]
put him on tha ground wit da 4-4
I just wanna let a nigga know
niggas steady fakin like they rollin with da Bone
when they really wanna see the Bone go
now nigga you dead wrong
you better take a couple steps backwards
I'll collapse ya, cap to the playa haters
just remember we're pillin you jealous back stabbers
back stabbers
[hey]
murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo
da da da
claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang,
[my thang my thang] [my thang my thang ]
claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang,
[my thang my thang] [my thang my thang ]
claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang,
[my thang my thang] [my thang my thang ]
claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang,
[my thang my thang] [my thang my thang ]
my thang, my thang, my thang,
[my thang]
Nigga fuck them po-po we betcha gotta automatic [oh yeah]
lets pump that bore up
If I could just look up and see po-po dyin I and I I'm flippin my mind
stoned up wit da gauge little rip'll put tha donut in the grave
where they lay, then we play wit da AK-47, 357, even 187
I gotta gauge and you got a gun
but cha better try to get ya weapon out before mine
shoot em in da head, but you make sure they dead,
then da nigga fin da fled, while they layin in red
call my OG homies tell me when the po-lice come you pray
nigga gotta go, see ya later ho, leatherface gots to get to ?
stay leatherface gots to get to ?
when a nigga wanna try me
had da heata wit da trigger on a nigga
but I really, really get it witcha
hey, Easy, pop, steady murder dem po-po now
I can stay packin when attackin po-po theres really no place to run
niggas get viscous wit my clickas gotta kill em all with my shotgun, stun
blastin when attackin po-po theres really no place to run
niggas get viscous wit my clickas gotta kill em all with my shotgun
rollin, rollin, rollin, baby thats thugs up into your soul and
you swollen stiff and cold and nigga we watchin you drop and foldin
you swollen stiff and cold and nigga we watchin you drop and foldin
murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall
murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall
murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall
murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall
we never knew homie could fuck wit da tongue
they give us no competition
whos got the gun don't fuck wit number one
we never knew homie could fuck wit da tongue
they give us no competition
if ya ? ? ? ? ?, feel real, reload da clip
murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall, they fall
Dear Mr. Oiuja, Dear Mr. Oiuja
Dear Mr. Oiuja, Dear Mr. Oiuja is it
many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo mo
many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo mo
many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo mo
many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo mo
mo mo ..mo
stalkin toss em put em in a coffin ?
(repeat 4X)
rollin in da st. clair way
wit a big 12 gauge in da grave they lay [they lay]
Murder y'all, kill 'em all, man
Murder y'all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Murder y'all, kill 'em all, man, kill 'em all, man
Murder y'all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder
Will ya die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die,die, die, die, die
Better watch that redrum
Tha bloody mo, murder mo, merger, it will learn ya
Don't be fuckin' with the thug to thug slug
Rippin' them guts and drippin' that blood
Roll with tha gun in my hand
And they can't understand how we ran wit' da murder mo
Niggas, were jealous and they [unverified]
They get me, stick me
Playa haters, they be quick when they pull out they weapon
Me wish you would never decease
It's keeping me deep and they all be me victim
And on da phone when I call my dogs
I'll be ready anytime you wanna go
(Ho)
Put him on tha ground wit' da 4-4
I just wanna let a nigga know
Niggas steady fakin' like they rollin' with da Bone
When they really wanna see the Bone go
Now nigga you dead wrong
You better take a couple steps backwards
I'll collapse ya, cap to the playa haters
Just remember we're pillin' you jealous back stabbers
Back stabbers
(Hey)
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo
Da da da
Claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang
(My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang)
Claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang
(My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang)
Claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang
(My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang)
Claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang
(My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang)
My thang, my thang, my thang
(My thang)
Nigga fuck them po-po, we betcha gotta automatic
(Oh yeah)
Let's pump that bore up
If I could just look up and see po-po dyin' I and I, I'm flippin my mind
Stoned up wit' da gauge, little rip'll put tha donut in the grave
Where they lay, then we play wit' da AK-47, 357, even 187
I gotta gauge and you got a gun
But cha better try to get ya weapon out before mine
Shoot 'em in da head, but you make sure they dead
Then da nigga fin da fled, while they layin' in red
Call my OG homies, tell me when the police come you pray
Nigga gotta go, see ya later ho, leatherface gots to get to [unverified]
Stay leatherface got's to get to [unverified]
When a nigga wanna try me
Had da heat a wit' da trigger on a nigga
But I really, really get it witcha
Hey, Easy, pop, steady murder dem po-po now
I can stay packin' when attackin' po-po, there's really no place to run
Niggas get viscous wit' my clickas
Gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun
Stun blastin' when attackin' po-po, there's really no place to run
Niggas get viscous wit' my clickas, gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun
Rollin', rollin', rollin', baby, that's thugs up into your soul and
You swollen stiff and cold and nigga we watchin' you drop and foldin'
You swollen stiff and cold and nigga we watchin' you drop and foldin'
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall
We never knew homie could fuck wit' da tongue
They give us no competition
Who's got the gun, don't fuck wit' number one
We never knew homie could fuck wit' da tongue
They give us no competition
If ya [unverified], feel real, reload da clip
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall, they fall
Dear Mr. Oiuja, dear Mr. Oiuja
Dear Mr. Oiuja, dear Mr. Oiuja is it
Many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo, mo
Many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo, mo
Many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo, mo
Many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo, mo
Mo, mo, mo
Stalkin' toss 'em, put 'em in a coffin [unverified]
Stalkin' toss 'em, put 'em in a coffin [unverified]
Stalkin' toss 'em, put 'em in a coffin [unverified]
Stalkin' toss 'em, put 'em in a coffin [unverified]
Rollin' in da St. Clair way
Wit' a big 12 gauge in da grave they lay
(They lay)
Rollin' in da St. Clair way
Wit' a big 12 gauge in da grave they lay
(They lay)
Rollin' in da St. Clair way
Wit' a big 12 gauge in da grave they lay
(They lay)
Rollin' in da St. Clair way
Wit' a big 12 gauge in da grave they lay
You muthafuckas wanna see me,
nigga put some glasses on
because I'll run up in ya fuckin face,
its too late,
to try to run and try to get away
dont try clearing ya vision cause thats straight;
you in the presence of Leatha face,
just the average mutha fuckin thug,
had to spit if for fun bad nigga witta gun,
so run run run,
but its just that many slugs comin and you'll be done done,
before we even get started
lovin the war cause its the art of it,
and we'll bomb your shit,
before you even realize we the niggas with the problem witcha,
mista sawed off, nigga bow down and kiss this, click click, wassup!
what you niggas really wanna do get the fuck up!
muthafuckas shoulda neva put my name in they mouth,
but ima get it out when i buck buck,
and you explode!
ya head ya neck connection no mo,
corpse hit tha flo,
nigga never realize until they been showed,
cause they been told,
time after time and they still actin like they dont know,
so when you roll,
dont get blowed away and stowed away,
in a box up under that dirt,
nails in tha coffin just to be safe,
watch how we play,
down with the dirty every time we do it
im tha nigga rollin with a gold tec and ill use it
so be choosy and dont be stupid,
dont walk into it,
when you see the Line rollin by yall betta move it,
now i said excuse me,
dont make me bust a u-turn and come back with tha uzi,
turn the scene into a movie,
and you the first nigga dead for the credits even roll up,
i play tha killer in the picture and you know im gon getcha cause its my script, duh
wrote and produced by me, the original t-h-u-g,
when you look in the dictionary for the meaning of thug, muthafuckas should see me
now nigga did ya see me? (did ya see me?)
nigga do ya feel it? (do ya feel it?)
if im rapping and im singin bout a nigga gon kill 'im, gon kill 'im,
light it and let me hit it,
i bust it at a fuckin nigga right at him with a pistol or a lyric,
now you caught up in the middle of the crossfire, and now ya life's in danger,
get him wrap his neck with some barbwire,
hang um watch'em dangle,
you can run and hide but we covered every angle,
when the bullets fly niggas bodies
Krayzie bone:thug mentality 1999
{a couple in a car with light music playing}
Man yeah shit, so what's up now baby? {lights up}
Woman it's about that time for me to be gettin' home.
Man you ain't got to be goin' home now, it's still kinda early.
Woman no, I got school in the morning baby. it's time for me to be gettin' home.
Man you mean to tell me that your people goin' be trippin' if you stay out a
Couple more hours.
Woman you know...you know my mother.
Man this' bullshit.
Woman whatever.
Man look, so what's up anyway? what do you wanna be doin' right now? what's
Happenin'?
Woman I told you, baby, I need to get home.
Man let's go get a room or somethin', chill for a couple hours. b got some
Bud-n-shit.
Woman baby, you know I don't get down like that.
Man what you mean you don't get down like that? shit.
Woman you know I ain't that type of lady.
Man man, we just got throu doin' all this shit, I be fuckin' with you all this
Time. this' how you gon' do me?
Woman it ain't even like that.
Man what you mean it ain't been like that, bitch? you got me twisted with some
Punk muthafuckers out there.
Woman why I gotta be a bitch? wait-a-mintue we passin'...what are you doin' we
Passin' my house, nigga.
Take me home.
Man bitch I ain't takin' you home, right now. we gon' do what the fuck I wanna
Woman fuck this. fuck this, nigga, get the fuck off me. why don't you take me
The fuck home?
Man bitch you better gove me the fuck I want.
Woman why don't you just take me home?
Man shut the fuck up. shut up. shut up. {slaps her} bitch {slaps}
Woman no, fuck this I ain't shuttin' up.
Man shut yo' ass up, bitch.
Woman fuck you. fuck you, you ho-ass, nigga. get the fuck off of me. you better
Get the fuck off of me.
{clothes ripping} somebody help me. get the fuck off of me. {crying, scream that
Gets muffled}
-hook (krayzie)-
Look at you now/ just take a look at yourself/ you don't even know where you are
Going to (to...) you're movin' too fast
(you need to slow it down) you need to get out the fast lane and pace yourself
(chorus)
this is dedicated to my patna's thats on lockdown,
juveniles on lockdown,
women thats on lockdown (X2)
hey young thug,
it seems you got yourself in a serious situation
this incarceration
come up a un-loved youngster in the city
while momma and daddy got all day and never listen
now you're drifting away
and blowing all your ambitions away
dont throw it all away
you're not a name, you're just a number
feeling like dont nobody love ya
wanna hug ya
to stop ya from going under (ah ah)
i know sometimes that we praise this life
but im here to tell you that we all paid the price
so move on
and dont believe everything you be hearing on them songs
cause sometimes the devil can get in there and steer you wrong
(chorus)X2
now this is for my ghetto queens in the slammer
convicted now as criminals
caged up like animals
these real women
stuck in this wicked prison system
look how ya living
you should be home raising your children
but you messing with that sucka that got you hooked on rock
hooked doing crime
then he should blow ya mind
and they like come but you cant go home
and all over the world its the same old song (same song)
(chorus)X2
now this one is for my partners doin they time in the pen
doin 5 with a 10 tail
a 25 with an L
never comin home no more
end of your life, your life, your life, your life
finished,guess you paid the price
cant hug your wife
you cant even kiss ya kids and tell em you love em
want me to comfort em?
and nothing is worse then being nowhere for you loved ones
i feel ya how ya feelin
so i gotta take the time to drop a line
i gotta take the time to let you shine
[Chorus]
Let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live
Got to keep livin'
Let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live
Tryin' to stay, got to stay alive
My niggaz let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live
You should be livin'
Come on and let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live
Let's live, let's live
[Verse 1]
I look at my life and I realize I don't wanna let go
No, I'm tryin' to survive I don't wanna die I'm searchin' the best road
Never playin' myself, by playin' with death
Nigga y'all better wake up to livin' and appreciate the life ya givin'
Oh no I don't, wanna go, not now man
There's too many things a nigga got planned so much to understand
Still so many goals for me to acheive in, please believe in
It's rough but still that ain't a reason, to stop ya breathin'
They ask if a nigga was scared to pass away
And I'm tellin' 'em, "Hell yeah, I can't hug my babies if I drift and slept in Hades"
It's crazy how niggaz be killin' be sayin' they ready to die
You ready to die? I'm ready to live nigga, grow up wit my kids nigga
Ain't takin' no chances on no after life
Because there's only death after life
So I be spending my time, tryin' to stay alive
If I gotta live and let die
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now that we livin' in a world full of war and murder
But money makes the world go round and round
Everybody killin' everybody what's that sound?
9 millameter heater buck 'em buck 'em on down
May we all rest in peace
Looks like we gon' all rest in peace
The world R.I.P
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Now everybody wanna go to heaven, but nobody wanna die
And that don't make sense
But let me tell ya that I know of a place where, we can go and just chill (just chill for real)
No more crime, no more strain
No more die, no more pain
No more wasting our lives away
Got to pray, got to pray, got to pray, got to pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And if ya fall, be sure to ride and everything's gonna be alright
Just keep ya eyes on ya prize
And maybe you'll make it up out of this life
We all die so young, victims of the gun
A poverty to harmony and then it marks us
My nigga you ready to end it, potnah speak for yourself
I'm down with life, and everything else to hell with death
Hey, I be the pirate they call, you want to walk the plank
Come on I'll make you walk the plank at a point blank range
Bunkin' up brains wit a bloody, bloody scene
Make the old ladies scream
Oh no, I don't believe it but you seen it redrum murda baby
All they saw was the shadows, of the dark so they can't tell the law
Ha ha ha fuck'um leave them in the red while we proceed to pop
When they heart stop drop as they force me to weak'em
Complication with the breathin'
And I step on they neck while they wheezin'
Comin' from the underland
Piretes understand we are unidentified first of our kind
Knieght rieduz roll vroom, vroom, vroom
All the pirets on the ships and the witches on the brooms
And panic and panic and panic it must be magic
We only move when the moonlight guides us
When the sun rises you will not find us
We will not exist disappeared from the faces of the earth
But when the clock strikes 12 all hell breaks lose
We are the people with the plots and we all kill you
Dressed in black my name is shhh and I shall say no more
Build up dead inside of us mind twisted shook up in on tha
Mr. Fuss danger we closin' in on the side you
You only get one chance better take it run hide
Appeared from out of no where no trace to be found
We come and we go without a heat of a sound
Inside of me deadly whispas
Comin' through my crave like the shot of some sipas
More less show y'all no pitty
And you women have the art to pass me
Tried to provide me with me sexual tendencies
It couldn't happen in your wild fantasies
I'm not goin' to pass it up when I'm through
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Mr. Sawed of Letherface, and the mothafuckin' Knieght Rieduz
Thugline nigga these muthfuckas pirates
And I'm the muthafuckin' thug
So I guess that make me a muthafuckin' Thug Pirate
Pull out your pump, I'm ready to buck
I now it's like that when I be fuckin' with these Knieght Rieduz
Them niggaz always be in some type of violence
That's why I signed them
Them Niggaz was lookin' for soldiers
And I never seen no people like these they ain't your ordinary
As a matter fact look at the raps kinda scary
Night time is where they come from
But I ain't never send these niggaz in the day time
Not once somthin' fishy It's like they don't exist
Nigga never saw they face just like the shit they makin'
And when we roll niggaz be lookin' surprised
'Cause of the way they dressed and they mysterious eyes
Hypnotize ya my Knieght Rieduz put on my
Letherface when I want to play with the Pirates
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
I suggested you pack your bags and hull ass
If you can't be gone by night fall please don't look back
Or how tragic and choose not to roll so I'm not rolled over
Now I'm all alone for the bullet holes
Turned his lights off and carefully
Your nothin' but a puff of smoke
And reach from every ones memory
Your next to be in gods hands
Your no longer a part of the human race
Here we come a court and now your lost until the darkness
For those who blaspherin' my name
Call the court and I won't rest till there all inside there grave
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz, here we come
Knieght rieduz
1, 2 here we come for you
3, 4 we takin' over the world
5, 6 you have no time to repent
7, 8 Anti-Saint
Intro:
Feel the thunder in the sky and the lightning when it strikes
Flash of light, that's your life
there's no way you can escape, no more time to wonder why, no more evil paradise
fear the light, feel the light and it's way too late to pray
Run away now, run go hide. You can run, you can try to survive
And I doubt it so seriously, you'll stay alive
now it's over and it's time for our lord O'Jehovah to call in his souljah
Revealin' the revelation and eliminatin' no mo' Gog
And it's no time, no time, no time, no time for repentin'
And it's no time, no time, no time for you to be trippin
Think of the murders, people you murder - people you murdered
So may you rest (rest) in (in) peace.
Chorus:
And it won't be long, it won't be long, it won't be long before
Babylon (Babylon) the Great has fallen (fallen) and the saints go marching in
(2x)
Verse 1:
We've been livin' in this world so crazy,
and it's got a whole lot more crazier now
cause now we barely make it, day to day we can't escape it
so the only way to face it or to end it is to take it
Frustrated, can't balance your mind, when you feelin' like grabbing that nine
and got to do somethin' drastic to do for the family
Look, I ain't got to tell 'em that there's niggas living that real
Never really did a thing for us and never really sat down and explained to us
that it wouldn't be the same for us, and tryna make a living would be dangerous
Now we sitting on the block pissed off'n while we watchin' all the big dogs ballin'
We get up and again a thug starts fallin', so we waitin' till our God come callin'
Swing low, swing low, take me away from here -- please know,
That we livin' in the last of the last days and when he come and he catch you in your bad ways...
Hook/chorus:
It's too late to apologize (Too late to apologize)
It's too late (It's way too late to say sorry, too late)
Said, it's too late to apologize (Too late to apologize)
It's too late (It's way too late to say sorry, too late)
And it won't be long, it won't be long, it won't be long before
Babylon (Babylon) the Great has fallen (fallen) and the saints go marching in
(2x)
Verse 2:
Death is right around the corner don't let it creep up on ya
You ended up a goner, murdered right before your eyes
Or you could be down to ride, commit a 187 homicide too late to apologize
too late to pray to God when the sky start fallin'
too late to try to interpret the writing on the wall and
it's way too late, to pray, you too late - tribulation too great for you to escape it (escape)
It's the end of the world and still ain't got no satisfaction
Livin' here forever I just can't fathom
now so you know I appreciate that ransom (that ransom)
And it won't be long, it won't be long, it won't be long before
The world is deceived by the King of the North
He may scream peace but it's really gonna mean war (war)
Government come tumbling down we never need 'em no more (more)
It's way too late to say sorry, too late (too late)
It's too late to apologize (Too late to apologize)
It's too late (It's way too late to say sorry, too late)
Said, it's too late to apologize (Too late to apologize)
It's too late (It's way too late to say sorry, too late)
And it won't be long, it won't be long, it won't be long before
Fall in line
(Let's do this shit, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
It's over, baby, we got to do this shit, we do, we do)
Now, there comes a time when we got to stand up
And fight for what the fuck we want
And that time is now
(We with you, Krayzie, we with you, baby)
Is my niggas with me?
(Hell, yeah, we with you, let's roll, let's do it, let's ride)
Yeah, and I say, we burn this muthafucker down
Suit up and strap up, protect yourself for war
Now, all my niggas rollin' with me
Let me see you pull your muthafuckin' gun out
(Pull my gun out)
And the niggas that's scared
(I ain't fin to run)
This time is not for you to run out
(Get y'all punk muthafuckers outta here, yeah)
(Get outta here, muthafucker, I'm not bullshittin')
(Yeah, yeah, I'm not bullshittin')
Now, some of us will not be comin' back
And some will live on
(I'm a nigga, baby, I'm a nigga baby)
But if you live, nigga, you represent the real
And you tell 'em, that we died strong
But for now, you gotta concentrate on the opponent
No mercy for the opponent
Because the opponent has showed you no mercy
(No mercy, no mercy)
So from this day on, you eat, you sleep, you piss, you drink,war
(The war is on, baby)
Until we have victory over those who oppose the muthafuckin' thug
Especially police
(Fuck the police, muthafucker, buck, buck, buck)
Krayzie, war, let's start the war
[Unverified]
Wear your leather mask on your face if you're ready to ride
[Unverified]
Get your 12 gaug shotgun if you're ready to ride
(I'll keep buckin' at these po po, 'caught 'em, fall down, fall down, fall down)
Shoot the muthafuckin' copper down if you ready to ride
Fall in line
(Let's do this shit, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
It's over, baby, we got to do this shit, we do, we do)
Now, there comes a time when we got to stand up
And fight for what the fuck we want
And that time is now
(We with you, Krayzie, we with you, baby)
Is my niggas with me?
(Hell, yeah, we with you, let's roll, let's do it, let's ride)
Yeah, and I say, we burn this muthafucker down
Suit up and strap up, protect yourself for war
Now, all my niggas rollin' with me
Let me see you pull your muthafuckin' gun out
(Pull my gun out)
And the niggas that's scared
(I ain't fin to run)
This time is not for you to run out
(Get y'all punk muthafuckers outta here, yeah)
(Get outta here, muthafucker, I'm not bullshittin')
(Yeah, yeah, I'm not bullshittin')
Now, some of us will not be comin' back
And some will live on
(I'm a nigga, baby, I'm a nigga baby)
But if you live, nigga, you represent the real
And you tell 'em, that we died strong
But for now, you gotta concentrate on the opponent
No mercy for the opponent
Because the opponent has showed you no mercy
(No mercy, no mercy)
So from this day on, you eat, you sleep, you piss, you drink,war
(The war is on, baby)
Until we have victory over those who oppose the muthafuckin' thug
Especially police
(Fuck the police, muthafucker, buck, buck, buck)
Krayzie, war, let's start the war
[Unverified]
Wear your leather mask on your face if you're ready to ride
[Unverified]
Get your 12 gaug shotgun if you're ready to ride
(I'll keep buckin' at these po po, 'caught 'em, fall down, fall down, fall down)
Shoot the muthafuckin' copper down if you ready to ride
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
If you a thug nigga what, you poppin' slugs at snitch niggas
You ain't playing, shit you's a halt about your figgas
If you thug, forever rollin' on dubs
20 deep [Incomprehensible] pressin' the clubs with your thugs
Nigga if you a thug than you better have tatts
And whenever I got beef, I can call you for straps
Nigga if you a thug than you all about paper
And you know there's only one way you got to deal with a hater
If you a thug you wouldn't have been talkin' it
You would have been walkin' it
Loading up your pistol marking your target and popping it
If you a thug then what the fuck that make me?
A Krayzie, nigga y'all ain't trying to see
If you a thug only thing squilling will be your wills
And you was a pilling at still at whoever the fuck you wasn't feeling
Thugs know the verse, my thugs holler louder than that
You don't hear them, you heard them in niggas just follow the path
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
If you a thug, I know you ain't loving the bitch
Hugging the bitch, you say you just be rubbing the clique
If you a thug, you know you can't be tricking the dough
Roll up in the halls, keep eyes on your foes
Yea, yea, yea, yea, nigga if you a thug than it's bitches you lust
You know it's hard to find a pritty dyme piece you trust
Nigga if you a thug than you got to get yours
You still doing your thang but ain't no love for whores
If you a thug you don't need no money to make some money
Because if you a thug, if you ain't got it you taking money
If you a thug you don't give a fuck about the judge
Doing three strikes when you living your life thug
What a thug see thru whatever you were trying to do
I bet a thug can show you better than a thug can tell you
Thugs stay talking and walking, stay rolling and sparking up
Thugs stay swollen in they hearts and in they nuts
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
If you a thug, oh yeah, you know you staying [Incomprehensible] so high
Keep your heat on your side when you ride
If you a thug see you that type of nigga that never given a fuck
Mad doggin' on than niggas like what, if you a thug
If you a thug you probably fighting a case
Harassed by the police and probably sprayed with mase
Nigga if you a thug you know the law ain't shit
You screaming fuck the police and telling the president to eat a dick
If you a thug you woulda been screaming this shit before we was
Is you a thug or a nigga just trying to ride the bandwagon
If you a thug you got no problem spending blood
Over the shit you love so nigga tell me, still a thug?
If you a thug you wouldn't be hollering
About what you would of could of
But should of you done it, now nigga run it
On your mothafuckin' stomach, ashes and elbows
Cocka-doo-doo, you know how the tail goes
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
Clap your hands thug niggas clap your hands
Clap your hands thug niggas jam hard
No matter what baby
(Don't matter)
No matter what people say
(Don't matter what they say)
I'm gonna believe we can still be together
No matter what baby
(Don't matter)
No matter what people say
(Don't matter what they say)
I'm gonna believe we can still be together
Baby, I still believe and it's more than my imagination
It's so real, I know we're gonna be together
(I'm gonna believe we can still be together)
Baby, I
If you still believe
(If you believe)
Then you will find everything you're searching for, maybe more
But, boy you seem to be lost in uncertainty
But when you wake up
You will know you never should have let it go
Believe me, the feelin' has always been sure
I just wasn't too certain that yours were legitimate
Genuine really the Real McCoy
And after all this time you look into my eyes
And everything is still the same my love for you won't fade away
Baby, I still believe, and it's more than my imagination
It's so real, I know we gonna be together
Baby I had a dream, and it's more than my imagination
Because I still believe we belong together
I'm still a believer of this
So stop just listen and look into my eyes
I want you to visualize and realize
And see that It'd never been to easy being Krayzie Bone
Temptation me blattin' with the persuasion rattlin' in my brain
Won't go insane
I figure that's why they be callin' me Krayzie 'cause I still maintain
But we gotta struggle through all them hard times
But I gotta tell ya peace and happiness is hard to find
Come on, we can get together
And I won't try to make excuses and reasons
But these demons got me seein' things that's really misleadin' me
But maybe that's just my life
And maybe I'm just a thug
Cold hearted, but I can feel the love
Just keep the faith and don't brake it
Shake all them faker and haters
And ask me the " Will we make it?"
I'll say "Yeah, uh, uh"
You got to believe it
Ya got to believe it
Baby, I still believe
(Don't matter, don't matter what they say)
And it's more than my imagination
It's so real, I know we're gonna be together
(You, you know, you know)
Baby I had a dream, and it's more than me imagination
(Baby I believe)
Because I still believe we belong together
(I still believe)
If you wanna view paradise
Think about our lovin' baby
Nothin' could be closer to it
If we don't believe, we'll lose it
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
If you can still believe I can take you there
Come on and get down with the thug love that's in the air
It ain't no reason, reason to stop believin', lievin'
Stay real and I'm a stay real right back
You know what I'm gettin' at
You the song gotta get control, and roll, roll, roll on
I still believe in keepin' it real enought to achieve it
I still believe simply just 'cause I still believe it
I believe it
Baby, I still believe, and it's more than my imagination
It's so real, I know we gonna be together
Baby I had a dream, and it's more than my imagination
Because I still believe we belong together
Baby, I still believe, and it's more than my imagination
It's so real, I know we gonna be together
Baby I had a dream, and it's more than my imagination
Because I still believe we belong together
No matter what baby
(Don't matter what)
No matter what people say
(Don't matter what they say)
I'm gonna believe we can still be together
Devil & Krayzie
That's right nigga (Double Glock) Mr. Leathaface (It don't stop) Ya'll niggas wanna be real (The bloody body rott) get caught up in some of this thug shit.
-Chorus-
This how the thugs and the hustla'z and gangsta's play, this how we roll (This what we do) That's how we roll
Krayzie
Niggas was born and brought up in the hood, hung out with killas and crooks/ They showed the nigga how to cook the rocks and not to get booked by the cops/ Young, haulin' I'm 17, I'm on the corner with Burna, my dawg and niggas ain't got no place to sleep or to eat at all/ Fuck that, pass that sawed-off pump/ Since we ain't got no dope to slang, partner, ya'll know what? We' like some motherfuckin' scavangers on they ass was scandalous and this is just a jackin' don't make it assault and battery/ In a stolen Caddy, jump out âWhat's up nigga?â We know you got some dough, what's happenin' nigga? You just sold to that crackhead/ I'm buzzin' of that motherfuckin' 40 a gutt/ Is you gon' drop the fuckin' money lil' homey or what? âOnly got 25 dollers manâ Nigga shut tha fuck up! Cauze you ahead a me 25 dollars, nigga I ain't got nothin'/ And did I mention (Listen) I ain't ate since Monday, today's Friday so nigga release them two tens and that five or you die today, die today
-Chorus-
Krayzie
Motherfuckers ain't ready for this/ I been told ya'll niggas, but now I got to come show ya'll niggas with a 9 millimeter heater, shit finna get violent, violent/ Deuce Double O Tre, fuck the Po-Po, FBI, and the CIA or any other motherfucker wanna know what's up with Kray, hey/ Eat a dick bitch, out my way I got to go/ Gotta get the dough, pocket full of profit/ Cock it, watch it, I'm not the ho gettin' robbed, oh no! What I tell nigga 'bout the 4-4, it blow/ How 'bout anybody that fucks with me, killa, pop pop! Drop to your knees nigga/ Didn't think ya see yourself bleed, did ya? Like a show, gotta a lot of pleasin' ya/ Manditory we run up and detatch niggas for everythang/ Just show me the money, when you hear the wind blow, you know it's blowin' at LeathaFace/ You know that's murda mo' nigga got to kill some more/ Nigga murda mo' nigga got to kill some more (For this thug shit)
yeah i like that turn that up some oh yeah its like its like(Rep.) who be the realest the illest most chillest nigga that can ride any rhythm in here that gotta be krazie jackson blazin at ya doin ya right in ya ear so clear spitin verses they come thirsty for more so spit em serve em twirl em right from the door now look whos back on the scene the lyrical genius krayzie style after style i get down and get wild i can drown in a bottle of gin and rock out till my speach is sler and i see a blurry vision nigga you bouta get it watch out where the gangstas at where the ballas at where the brawlers where my dawgs is at where the niggas that dont give a fuck about nothin mutha fuck em buck em and all of that keep it thugish ruggish baby put up your dough if you think you can fade this bone bone bone bone i am what i am is a thug in the land never runnin i stand with a gun in my hand if you want it come get it we got it this beef is hot and ready come on yall better get out of my way its kray leatha face in the place finna blow up just like grenade give me pay nigga dont try to play with my paper this year 'cause i swear ima act like my name got a gadge and a K that'll blaze in the same yall dont really wanna play wit me man but ima be ready on any day yall just be ready for plenty pain i bet you ill fade any sucka as soon as it pop makin em drop shakin the spot one simple shot they feel the shit done wit plus i got somethin for them niggas they come wit run quick when my gun spit and i bust this out in public on some thug shit who da thug bitch that'll be T-H-U-G-L-I-N-E yes we be they wanna be like they wanna roll like them original lyrical mirical critical killas for real that gotta be krayzie jackson blazin act ya (4x)
-Intro-Krayzie-
Guess who's back?
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Let me get 'chu twisted man/ Give me some Henn, give me some Gin
Krayzie Bone
You see me hit the ground runnin' a hundred miles, and still gunnin'/ I might be the coldest nigga that ever done it/ I hit em with the bullet they give the pay, money, the same time in the game ya can't touch this/ Smooth with the roughness thuggish ruggish/ I put a lil' bit of singing with it and they love it, rugged/ Put 'em all in the bucket/ Busted, lyrical killa to get dusted (Dusted) I can tell how you bite my style, you can mean good/ But I'm gonna shut 'em all down (All down) All ya'll fall down, Mister Sawed-Off, raw dawg, I'm tellin' ya'll now (Ya'll now) Ya'll better get ready for Ball'R Records and ThugLine/ Caught up in the rapture, we got ya just after one rhyme/ Anybody wanna get it on? Any wanna see the Bone Bone? We can take it to the middle of the floor (Yo') Harass them niggas, get up in em like the po-po's/ Still flow, so cold/ Krayzie's Techs are raisin' at ya/ Aimed exactly at 'cha, got'cha/ Shots will drop ya, fade ya proper/ Rock the spot and make ya holler "Dollar bill yall"/ Make a mill with my real dogs/ Wet it down niggas, and I feel yall/ Nigga kick it with the trill always gotta chill with a ill squad/ That'll really feel ya'll, ya'll, ya'll/ Bone still doin' it to 'em, no matter who in the room or who in the build/ No matter who close the show, you ask the party people who stole the dough, they know
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Wish Bone
Now into the land of thugs, doin' it flowin' and singin'/ No matter what we breathe, it's raw with no flaws, better handle ya'lls/ Who the niggas done changed the game? Who the niggas got screamin' out "Thugsta thugsta" mic, yes, we murda flows/ Don't wanna, but let it go/ Believe me, I'm serious dawg/ You straight from the hood, good/ I'm thug, we in every hood/ They don't really want none, they don't want none, just get it crackin' get it pappin' they gon' run/ I'm up early to get my hustle on, later to get it strong and I'm gone/ Gotta take another mil for real cause I'm feelin' like any day I might just kill somethin'/ Cause you know that money, once you touch it, once you feel it, gotta keep you some money/ For a nigga thats thirsty, they pop ya then get away then ya lucky/ We can do it like the thuggish ruggish, what? They ain't no bitches over here, better show some love/ Most niggas thats skilled, straight be hoes, but it's real over here beat him like he's cold/ When ya say ya hot, yes I'm holdin' even when I'm rockin' and rollin'/ Won't get it on me, when It all goes down be the first nigga cockin' and gunnin'/ Nine mil will reach ya, they all fall down, straight shots will get ya/ Had to much of that liter, now you all fucked up/ How you nigga like that, that?
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Layzie Bone
So you wanna get twisted, lifted? I'm a show you who the realest in the city of the thieves, we the real cap peelas/ Better get back niggas, cause we do slap niggas/ When it comes to the figgas, I'm a go getter/ Hit around split 'em when I'm pushin' my line money hangin' out the ass didn't get it for crime/ Ain't worried about beef, but I do carry a nine/ I'm a put it on your mind when ya flippin' my mind/ Yeah yeah, St. Clair playa wit the keys to the city, you can call me the mayor/ Give a damn about pity like this ain't fair, do I care about you lames yall better beware/ Ain't went nowhere, still right here/ Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh, money on the wood make the bank go good/ Drop it like its hot, we'll see who's the best, yes/ I must confess, I'm a cold-blooded nigga man/ Show me if you got some game, I'm a show you how to get some change/ Still the fact remains, we let's em hang/ Bone will murda your clique, hit 'em again and again with a bottle of Hen off the rict. we murdered them quick/ Twist them up like a pretzel, wit a automatic weapons we let go/ From ghetto to ghetto you better get on my level/ I'm a Bone Thug rebel and I'm lookin' for trouble/ Twist it up like a good double, twist it up like some fine weed/ Got beef in the streets, you can hire me, twist 'em like screws and plyers, B
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Bizzy Bone
Rock the mic, givin' the people what they like/ I've been strugglin' hustlin' tryin' to make it right most all my life/ And when I can pull up next to Five O' it's just like gamblin' dice/ Seven Eleven ya'll better be ready this' Bizzy The Kid, I'm a be here all night/ No matter what, I'm a still support you, whenever you ready let's rock the world/ Better believe I'm a fight for the money, if somebody die, ya served/ You don't wanna make good on my word, you better be worried about my nerve/ I say we distribute the product and move it like Nino in here, I push the bird/ Comin' a little faster, pump out I dump out never been no chump, I crunk out/ You don't really want none, let's smash 'em that's how I run mine/ I'm runnin fast past that gunline, bustin at bud for one time/ Yeah, gotta keep it gangsta, feel my life is in danger sometimes blaze the flame up, make your paper/ We Bone Thug till we die, better support it, and if you don't, when I see you just pass me by/ Hell of a ride, hood play and I'm tryin' to be calm man, and I'm tryin' a stay on my point for when Satan come up out my way, hey
[Chorus]
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone
Let me get ya twizted man
Let me get ya twizted man
Let me get ya twizted man
Let me get ya twizted man
Teach 'em who the illest
Show 'em who the realest
Who can make ya feel it?
Ha, ha who?
[Verse 1]
You see me hit the ground runnin'
A hundred miles and still gunnin'
I might be the coldest nigga that ever done it
I hit 'em with the flow that'll get me paid
Money, at the same time in the game ya can't touch this
Smooth with the roughness, thuggish ruggish
I put a little bit of singing with it, and they love it (Rugged)
Put 'em all in the bucket
Busted, lyrical killa to get dusted (dusted!!)
I can tell how you bite my style, you can mean good
But I'm finna shut 'em all down (all down)
All y'all fall down
Mista Sawed Off, raw dawg
I'm tellin' y'all now (y'all now)
Y'all better get ready for Ball'R Records and ThugLine
Caught up in the rapture, we got ya just after one rhyme
They don't really wanna get it on
They don't wanna see the Bone, Bone
We can take it to the middle of the floor yo, harass them niggaz
Get up in 'em like the po-po's
Still flow, so cold
Krayzie jackson blazin' at ya Aimed exactly atcha, gotcha
Shots will drop ya, fade ya propa
Rock the spot and make ya holla "Dolla bill y'all"
Make a mill with my real dawgs
Wit the down niggaz, and I feel yall
Gotta kick it with the trill always, gotta chill with a ill squad
That'll really feel y'all, y'all, y'all
Bone still doin' it to 'em
No matter who in the room or who in the build'
No matter who close the show
You ask the party people who stole it though, they know
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
They don't really wanna rumble, ya seen us
Split 'em while I hit 'em
Nigga did him in the first verse
If y'all suckas wanna work, nigga take off ya skirt
and drop ya purse
And I'ma do you like it hurt (word up!)
Keep a Burna when I'm heated, get up in 'em like the automatic nine millimeter
Drop a bomb on a nigga
It's the, original thugs, the criminals love us
'Cause we give 'em somethin' to bump, the music is murder
Nigga y'all rememba "No Surrender"
Then we hit 'em up on the "First of Tha Month"
And everbody got scared when the niggaz said "Dear Mr Ouijia"
Now I'm up in the club, in the cut with the Thugs
Puffin' on bomb ass bud
Finna show 'em how to flow when I pour a lil mo' drinkie, drink off in my cup
I still take a lil' Hen mix it with a lil Gin
Shake, shake it all in (all in)
A lil' somethin' that I made up, sip it with a friend
New drink I call Syn (Syn)
And if you want it nigga' we can get it crackin'
We can get into some action if you really wanna battle me
Money on the wood make the bank go good Money outta sight might start a fight (aight?)
You ain't neva heard anotha like me
Smooth with the roughness and, sucka free
Show 'em how I do it for these, wannabes
I let them suckas know they ain't runnin' with none of these (nigga please)
So cold I better freeze anything, thinkin' they hot
Thinkin' they not, easy to drop
Nigga y'all can believe it or not
I'm back on the block
I'm takin' my spot back
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Y'all better believe I keep it comin'
Let 'em ride to the rhythm of a criminal, yes sir
I'm willin' ta bet cha' when I unload, I reload
I aim it and dump, dump some mo'
First sucka jump off, it's gon' blow
Then them other niggaz playa hate they don't really
understand how I come back and I manage to do this amount of damage When they run into the static so you know we get to handlin'
Hangin' out the back, grandaddy of the Cadillac
Better get up off me, I'm a really crabby nigga
If I gotta release it, I guess I gotta be a killa
Get 'em with anotha thrilla, will pop off like a gorilla
They be waitin' on Krayzie 'cause ain't nobody reala (Now)
Everybody wanna know if Krayzie comin' with a gun
And now I make 'em feel it, if ya really think I'm bullshittin'
Blowed up, I'm comin' for ya
Why you on some paranoia, murda mo we go, go, go
Money is the one and only mission
If it's gettin' too heated then nigga stay up out the kitchen
You trippin', you ever need a fixin?
Well come on and see your nigga
The shit I finna bring to these shows will make ya feel it (can ya feel it?)
I be runnin' so fast on a nigga, they don't even see me comin' like Shaq (yup, yup)
But every know and then I gotta catch my wind
so let me take a second catch my breath (whoo)
I'ma take this breatha but you know I won't ease up tonight
(no, I won't ease up tonight)
'Cause I still get at that ass fast or slow (slow)
If you wanna see me with some paper partner pay the price (pay the price)
Who coldest flow? Ho's this you know
[Chorus]
[Outro]
I'm in the house now, for sure
Krayzie Bone, Lil Jon on the track
You know it ain't no stoppin' all tha doggs I'm droppin'
It's Friday night so everythang is poppin'
I got skin lets spin on da hand
So let the games begin
Yakity yak, don't jump back or it's on
Callin' up Earl on the car phone
Mack 10 just got out of court rollin'
Through the hood in his super sport ropin' Too Short
Eighteens got the rear view mirrors vibratin'
And deep dish day tons, you know how we do it
Ain't nuttin' to it but the floss
Overcrowdin' Harrison walks
'Cause if ya fuck wit ours, we leave scars
Out of G ride cars, livin' like stars
Might hit tha highway
On the Vegas run fool 'cause it's Friday
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Standin' outside on a Friday livin' on the edge
'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads
It's seems like we all are waitin'
For a drive by playin' tag wit Satan
But we chillin' yeah, we ready and willin'
Ya hear about the latest west side killin'
Forty sippin', set trippin', fo' dippin'
Get the grip in, neva slippin'
BG's tryin' to hang out
But OG said, ?Take ya little ass in the house?
My big homey just got out
Used to be down now he's just crack ad
He's bout hard as Darth Vada
In his sweat shirt, khakis and Chuck Taylors
Just see him in the drive way
Gettin' beat like a smoka fool 'cause it's Friday
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Why must I be like dat and chase da cat
Or settle for a hood rat
Dukie braids no dreadlocks
Flyin' in and out of jail have a chicken and a cock
And I love her 'cause she down
To fuck around wit the underground pussy hound
And her ass is big round and wide
Jacked up makin' nigga down the ride
Smokin' indo, playin' dat Super Nintendo
Hear a rat, ?Tat, tat?, on my window
Gave her ass dat pelvic thrust
Don't trust the rubber 'cause its bound the bust
In the oven, in the nappy
I had on two so I was happy
'Cause dat HIV'll make ya dick hang sideways
And dat ain't cool fool 'cause its Friday
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't care
Throw the west side in da air
Throw the east side in da air
Throw the south side in da air
Throw the north side in da air
Artist: Play-N-Skillz
Album:
Song: Freaks
Lyrics :
Chorus:
(Adina Howard & Krayzie Bone)
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In Tha Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In Tha Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In The Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks)
I Can Freak U On Tha Counter, Freak U On Tha Table,
Freak U Right Now 'cause I Can't Wait To Freak U Later
Play N Skillz:
I Wanna Lick, Lick Ya, Naw, None Of That
To Tha Bedroom Give Me Head Room
Straight To Tha Point, My Time To Clown
Let U Know From Tha Gate, I Dont Go Down Town
Too Many Freaks That'll Please Me I'm
That Player U Better Believe
I'm Playin On Cheese But I Guarentee
That I Still Got A Freak Everyday Of The Week
How I Love Tha Feelin When Your Dealin With Someone
Pumpin Them Holes In Your Body All Night Long
My Keep Gets Bigger When Your Givin Me Dome
And I Get A Little Krayzie When Its Time To Bone
And I Like That U Think I Was One Of A Kind And
My Ice Made U Think That Love Was Blind
Separate The Great From The Weak, The Freaks
I Would Never Hate, I Love All My Freaks
But I Never Know When I'm A (Cens.)
Let Her Know That I Got A Lot Of Dough She Ain't Gotta Know
Take Her To Tha Room I Don't Need Ya Voice
But I Might Need Your Mouth To Provide The Moist
Didn't Think Ya Had It Right Till I Met Ya
Needs And U Swallowed My Seeds
And Now I See, Why Choose One Freak? When..
Chorus:
(Adina Howard & Krayzie Bone)
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In Tha Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In Tha Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In The Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks)
I Can Freak U On Tha Counter, Freak U On Tha Table,
Freak U Right Now 'cause I Can't Wait To Freak U Later
Krayzie:
I Done Been Around The Whole Wide World,
I Done Been So Many Places, Seen Many Different Faces
Met Girls, Girls, Nasty Girls, Real Bad
Girls Chasin This Platinum World
Run Around Behind Me And My Shit
Say They Really Wanna Get Me High,
They Wanna Spend Some Time With
A Thug Then Get Freaky With It
In A Hot Tub Thuggin, Gettin Weeded With It,
We Get P.O.D A Little
Turn Off Tha Lights Come Over Here With Me,
Take Off All Your Clothes, And Freak Me Baby
Chorus:
(Adina Howard & Krayzie Bone)
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In Tha Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In Tha Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In The Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks)
I Can Freak U On Tha Counter, Freak U On Tha Table,
Freak U Right Now 'cause I Can't Wait To Freak U Later
Play N Skillz
You Gets Nothin From Me Ma, U gets notta , no Gucci, No Prada
I Holla At Tha Chicks That I'm Mackin Down
Hit Then I Pass, Its A Hand-Me-Down
Said I Been Around The World, I Uh,
Been Hated On For Tha Thangs I Got
But I Dont cuff em Man, I Just Fuck em Man
Talk Real Fly Then Fuck em Man (MmM..)
And I Love Tha Girls That I Bone, Bone, Bone
Call Me Up When She All Alone She Good With Tha Dome
She Ride For Tha llell' She'll Take My Pride
She'll Take My llell'
U Dont Play, I'm Tha Playa To Call
All U Get Is A Little Cris-Style
Close Tha (Cens.)
U Know My Style; Coke Bottle Frame With A Kodak Smile
Straight With Tha Cheese, And We Still Got Tha Beats
I'm Straight To Tha Point, I'm Straight To Tha Sheets
Why I Choose One Freak? When Tha...
Chorus:
(Adina Howard & Krayzie Bone)
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In Tha Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In Tha Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks) I Can Freak U In The Mornin,
Freak U In Tha Evenin, Freak U Late At Night
(The World Has Too Many Freaks)
I Can Freak U On Tha Counter, Freak U On Tha Table,
Freak U Right Now 'cause I Can't Wait To Freak U Later
Adina
OoOh...I Take My T-Shit And My Panties Off
Ooh-Ooh...Come To Freak Me...
We Can Do It Anywhere You Like..In Tha Shower (Shower...)
yeaah, we do it foe love
we do it foe the love
you know my love
foe the love of my music,music,my music(4x)
Krayzie:
Sometimes before I fall asleep
I roll me up some green leafes
smoke myself i little weed
Tryna put my mind at ease
Inhale, exhale, I feel
so chill, so ill
I Bone this instrumental
something simple then I write
and I write about my life
in these signs of the time
as I try to keep my mind
of all the pain and all the crime
musics the only medicin I can find
Hola music,music
tell the dj to let the record play
forget about the problems
you had yesterday,yesterday
and let the rythm sooth ya
its gon bod ya
run right through ya
just like buddah
I take it slow then rough
aaahaaa,ahaa turn it up burn it up
give me a pen n pad
I'll give that ass a funky-platinum song
Blowin indo in the studio
all night long
Chorus
yeaah, we do it foe love
we do it foe the love
you know my love
[intro: krayzie bone]
hit em with a sound so explosive (explosive)
i take em under as if i was hypnosis (hypnosis)
the flow picks you up and won't let ya down
it keeps you up, it won't let ya down
explosive, explosive, explosive, explosive
explosive, explosive, explosive, explosive
[verse 1: krayzie bone]
with a mystic mind, i come with the wicked and rip the rhyme
the rhythm is leavin em hypnotised
they really been missin the gemini, feel the vibe, real am i
unstoppable, takin a loss ain't optional
breakin me off ain't possible, dominoe
reaction, attack em, collapse em, combat em and smash em
get at em, remind em that its that thuggish ruggish madness (madness)
we keepin it real, no matter how they think we soft, we let em know
you bustas tryna really get with bone, lets go
[chorus: krayzie bone]
try to play me like i'm weak
but can't none of em compete
so get out of my mind (my mind) [my miiind]
they wishin they can catch me sleep
but i stop em and they creep
back em up with my nine (my nine) [my niiine]
i keep em up off of my feet
let em prey from underneath
don't be wastin my time (my time) [my tiiime]
the hustle in me runs deep
cause you know i'm from the streets
so i stay on my grind
cause i'm gonna be somebody (hey), i'm somebody (hey), we somebody (hey)
come on, i'm gonna be somebody (hey), i'm somebody (hey), we somebody (hey)
i'm finna get ready to ride
[verse 2: krayzie bone]
look at me grind, i'm still contendin
i'm the attacker while you're the defendant
you be the victim and i'll be inflictin ya lyrical pain
this bullet's addictin, give em the fixin
under the influence of my invention, injection my intention
p.o.d. is the condition
reaction, attack em, collapse em, combat em and smash em
get at em, remind em that its that thuggish ruggish madness (madness)
we keepin it real, no matter how they think we soft, we let em know
you bustas tryna really get with bone, lets go
[chorus: krayzie bone]
try to play me like i'm weak
but can't none of em compete
so get out of my mind (my mind) [my miiind]
they wishin they can catch me sleep
but i stop em and they creep
back em up with my nine (my nine) [my niiine]
i keep em up off of my feet
let em prey from underneath
don't be wastin my time (my time) [my tiiime]
the hustle in me runs deep
cause you know i'm from the streets
so i stay on my grind
cause i'm gonna be somebody (hey), i'm somebody (hey), we somebody (hey)
come on, i'm gonna be somebody (hey), i'm somebody (hey), we somebody (hey)
i'm fin'na get ready to ride
[bridge: krayzie bone]
hit em with a sound so explosive (explosive)
i take em under as if i was hypnosis (hypnosis)
the flow picks you up and won't let ya down
it keeps you up, it won't let ya down
explosive, explosive, explosive, explosive
explosive, explosive, explosive, explosive
lets go
[chorus: krayzie bone]
try to play me like i'm weak
but can't none of em compete
so get out of my mind (my mind) [my miiind]
they wishin they can catch me sleep
but i stop em and they creep
back em up with my nine (my nine) [my niiine]
i keep em up off of my feet
let em prey from underneath
don't be wastin my time (my time) [my tiiime]
the hustle in me runs deep
cause you know i'm from the streets
so i stay on my grind
cause i'm gonna be somebody (hey), i'm somebody (hey), we somebody (hey)
come on, i'm gonna be somebody (hey), i'm somebody (hey), we somebody (hey)
i'm fin'na get ready to ride
[outro: krayzie bone]
yeah, i don't know what these niggas thought mayne
but this is classic swag
y'all niggas better recognize, kray jack is legendary money
you can't hold me down, i'm blowin up (blowin up)
you can't hold me down, i'm blowin up explosive
you can't holdme down, i'm blowin up (blowin up)
you can't hold me down, i'm blowin up explosive
you can't hold me down, i'm blowin up [make a movement or die, die]
[its the life, the life]
you can't hold me down, i'm blowin up
I want to hurt you, don't know why [4 x's]
Woke up this mornin' in a cemetery kinda wery, looked over my shoulders and I seen somebody just been freshly buried, it's kinda scary 'cause my shirt was soaked in blood man shovel in my hand so I had to be the one who done that, but I had no knowledge,I don't even remember leavin' the house man couldn't explain how I got here, it' like I was walkin' but I was unconscious, but I had to be wilin','cause I seen the bloody machete, ha, was it used on the victim to shred him up? Oh my God! Don't tell me I..Oh shit! somethin's goin' wrong I don't know what's goin' on, all I know is I was home and I woke up here alone,wonderin' who was in that hole but I ain't stickin' around to know, my mind is blank and I'm so cold I don't know which way to go, runnin' in the rain, I'm barely breathin' more like like weezin', runnin' in the rain, how could this be while I was sleepin'? I made to my house I closed the blinds and bolted the do', somebody please tell me what's goin' on 'cause I don't fuckin' know, fuckin' know
I want to hurt you, don't know why[4 x's]
Jumped in the shower washed the blood from off my body, roll up a blunt, now feelin' phsycotic, mix me up some gin and tonic, but I'm nauseous, feelin' wousy like I'm in the twilight zone in a movie, how did I do it? how did I get through it? and I wonder if any one knew what I was doin'? sat down and I flicked on the tube, flicked to the news, I'm tryin' to get answers, whos' blood is this on my hands and how did this situation get so drastic? it' madness, and just can't take no mo' I passed out, couldn't help but crash out, from last night I'm gassed out, slept fo' a minute, but I didn't sleep to long befo' I was awake and bustin' heavy bangin' on my do', it was the po-po 'cause inside they shined their flashlights, got a funny feelin't this got somethin' to do with last night, they tried to tell me that I'm wanted for kidnap and murder, tellin' me they got proof I murdered my ex-employer, don't think my lawyer can help me with this one, I grabbed my pistol put my clip and I'm out the back window, I'm gone
Song: Chaos Interlude
Artisit: Krayzie Bone
Album: Good V's Evil
(Sound's of Apocalypse - track lead in)
Look at the fire way down to the wire
The ones who aspire we knowin' it's been written fo' sure
steady descriptors and watch cause the signs of the times have arrived
that's been written it's been prophesied
Look at everyone runnin'
the end of the world is the commin better repeal or you love-us a money
we party overtime, no more evil paradise
Babylon fall down, can't cha feel the thunder in the sky?
And yes we all in time
See the revelation as as it starts to unwind
And yes we all will try to make it through the gate but some won't get by-ee-eye
Apocalypse is about to get raw we already made it through the war
demons is lurkin' they schemein' steady workin'
there tryin to cope my pistol before they wont breathe know more, mmm-more mmm-more
The bible already tells us not to put our trust in man
And those who take heed to that wise council will not be delusional
When the government fails to deliver on it's promises
or when charismatic leaders fall from grace
They lookin' for a kingdom..
Who's better suited to fit the kingdom than that of our mighty lord and saviour Jesus Christ?
got the heater
blowing on chivas
in a finer night,night
deep blowing with my heater
wonder what the broad name
she was blowing on chivas
keep a little bit of
that leaf chopped off with chifa
i got everything you need what you receive
got two pops round my neck
y'all i'm cashin out
legend
got vixen on my wrist and
y'all i'm cashin out
legend
got easy bake it in the day
when i'm running with my heater
legend
wonder what the broad name
she was blowing on chivas
you'll better believe that i'm asking
and you never wanna see you come and see me
but i tell 'em niggas that you a strayed up dog
dissaster,in the aftermath you never last a pass
pay taxes, i'm just up in the bummer then have it
but i'm in it and ready to jam it
watch a nigga wreak havoc
hell yeah, i'm classy
but i still get in the comments of asses
make a nigger dissapear like magic
we can never live a proffesor so acting
so massive, my nigga give me the beat
and i can take 'em like a beast,so savage
need glasses,if you really wanna see me bass this
poke a nigga like a leaf to the ashes
in the killin on my van their stabs,all look back
in a finer night,night
deep blowing with my heater
wonder what the broad name
she was blowing on chivas
keep a little bit of
that leaf chopped off with chifa
i got everything you need what you receive
got two pops round my neck
y'all i'm cashin out
legend
got vixen on my wrist and
y'all i'm cashin out
legend
got easy bake it in the day
when i'm running with my heater
legend
wonder what the broad name
she was blowing on chivas
look at me now,still doing the move
to prove it to 'em i got gutter like a sewer
a nigga from the past, but i'm still the future
no matter what i do kray still the truth yeah
they see i'm not the last when i shit the rugga
now who gonna be the fool to make a move and lose
and i don't even play it, i'mma live it with you
boo-yah ,doo-yah, critically wound ya
legally bloom ya, seriously you know
so nigga you can do whatever trusted looser
how many lessons do i gotta school ya
to make a nigga reckon as i'm never the looser
y'all niggers ain't ready for this
y'all niggers ain't steady for this
y'all still ain't learned
if i get hot, if i get hot it burns
in a finer night,night
deep blowing with my heater
wonder what the broad name
she was blowing on chivas
keep a little bit of
that leaf chopped off with chifa
i got everything you need what you receive
got two pops round my neck
y'all i'm cashin out
legend
got vixen on my wrist and
y'all i'm cashin out
legend
got easy bake it in the day
when i'm running with my heater
legend
wonder what the broad name
[Chorus]
All I'm hearing on the radio is the same thing and I'm seeing in the video is the same thing same old song far from original gotta maintain we're just like a breath of fresh air so here we blow.
(Krayzie)
Ya feel tha cool breeze prepare for the comin of the breed, true G's more than just irregular, just a little differently than ordinary whatever you want I want styles and you know they're very sick of hearing the same thing on the radio, sick of seeing the same scene in the video, everybody wanna be like somebody or look like somebody, you just need to be yourself and I'ma tell ya half these niggaz I pay ain't even right. they just sit back wath'cha and plot'cha and try to bite ya they keep eatin my shit up so I guess like. niggaz try to hang with bone so they hear the same song, same song, same song.
(chorus)
(Krayzie)
Here we blow, here we blow this is dedicated to the ones who really rhyme see time after time after time after time say this is dedicated to the ones that really rhyme, see time after time after time after time hey you try a little bit of this you wont want none of that you really really wanna hit nigga this where its at look at me can even sing in a rap. They try to follow my footsteps but get lost in my tracks. One and only thuggish ruggish bone others wanna be us but they clone you don't really wanna see me nigga gone.
Krayzie:
Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo . . .
Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug, and we are Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug.
Felecia:
It's all good. My lovin's all good.
Felecia:
Lately, you've been stressin' me about when I'm a give you some, callin' me,
jockin' me, sweatin' me, gonna rush me none, 'cause 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, 'cause I'm gonna represent to the fullest. I'll be there and I
promise you no regrets. Just put your trust in me, and baby, I promise this
shit is legit [legit, legit, legit . .
Felecia:
It's all good. My lovin' is, my lovin' is, all good, all good, all good.
You know it's all good, all good, all good.
Krayzie:
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good, good, good.
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good with me, with me, with me.
Felecia:
If I told you once, then I told you twice. You gotta get to know me. There's
more to a relationship then jumpin' in the sheets, and if that's all you want,
then you better go, 'cause 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 will 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.
Felecia:
It's all good. My lovin' is, my lovin' is, all good, all good, all good.
You know it's all good, all good, all good.
Krayzie:
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good, good, good.
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good with me, with me, with me.
Krayzie:
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 you will get with them
later. Come and let me take ya. Got a couple 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 fool ya, rule ya. Really
give that the nigga the bag, 'cause we won't have time to talk. I've been
peepin' for a minute now [Yep, yep, yep . . .], and I know just where I'm a
start. Let me listen to your heartbeat. Boomp, boomp, racin' intense
situation. Is it gettin' kind of hot in here? Naw, that's you. Temperature's
risin', so am I.
Felecia:
It's all good. My lovin' is, my lovin' is, all good, all good, all good.
You know it's all good, all good, all good.
Krayzie:
Yep, yep, yep. It's all G-double O-D, good, good, good.
Mr. Sawed off leathaface[leathaface,leathaface] x2
Krayzie Bone â Verse 1)
It's the nigga that pack that witcha's jump an gets tha pump
Yeah nigga ya figure ya bigger well nigga come on an get ya some
I see and I snoop nigga, get up in ya with a vengeance, in the morning daily colliosion lets get started wanna contend them, cause the rawest niggas is in here
An I bin here, the start that I should let it be known, fo-fo closed so ya tryin to run up on my doe, fo-fo gon blow all ya brains out, you fuck with tha wrong one
You wit tha nigga that's gon shoot back an im pap an im gon' run
Nigga get outta ma path im mad you fuckin up everythin,
Yeah niggas with rifles ready to snipe you
Committed by Leather face, bang bang bang, ya dead now, deceased with hater'z
Ya layin in the red now leakin like crazy
So fuck wit me, ruck wit me, come with me, run with me, got tha guts to be,
A thug nigga,
Mr sawed-off leather face
Underground, fuck around and catch a murder case fuckin wit tha murda-man
(Chorus)
My 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this
Don,t be fuckin wit tha killer, killer, killer
Before I leave tha scene im guarnteed to leave em bleedin to this
Don't make me kill ya. (x2)
(Krayzie Bone â Verse 2)
Fuck em, im talking bout niggas that used to be down with this but, stumbled
An most of the niggas they aint around cus they cant hustle
Fact to me they struggle, get rid of the flab, niggas av got me some muscle now we pumped and ready to rumble,
What did you come for,
If you niggas ain't ready for war, then what you got guns for,
If you niggas ain't ready to put em up, what the fuck you say you thug for,
An once more, I'd advise your ass, had to get caught in a scuffle, cus more than a couple of fellas they get rough or we step in a mud hole,
Things ain't changed, the game, hang up in a nigga pain, bang the nigga rain, hang wit tha killer clan,
Straight out of the jungle went to the honey can see me up here, kickin it with the thug niggas drinkin beer, oh oh oh yeah,
So you can chill wit tha bullshit talking, talking
They jus be talking ain,t non of them niggas walking, walking
So you best to keep it cool before I show ya Mr. Sawed-off, and your jury take it all on.
(Chorus) (x2)
My 12 gauge and leather face is all im needin for this
Don,t be fuckin wit tha killer, killer, killer
Before I leave tha scene im guarnteed to leave em bleedin to this
Don't make me kill ya. (x2)
(Wish Bone - Verse 3)
Now some of these niggas claimin they gon bust wen it all goes down that the nigga wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket,
little straight habbit nigga, I ain,t laffin, I let my fo-fo do my braggin,
I came to party baby, as soon as I hit that body baby,
a straight jacket and a mac is all im needin for this, we leave em still unrecognised in a ditch, ya bitch,
Leather face and straightjacket underground, oh shit,
Both sides all sides we gotsta get this shit,
Now bout to murder one you don't wanna test on,
they shoot don't lose ya front, ya trippin you can rest and,
You might get to know me but really ya won't,
Ya might get 1 of ya roll but ya can't, ya might think I won't bust, but really I will jus trust me I will,
Only them niggas that bust to roll with us,
Only them niggas that's bringin tha blunts can smoke with us,
Only them niggas that's keeping it rough, (what),
can shoot with nuffin to lose, better believe when we bring it to, we gonna get at you, get at you
(Chorus) (x2)
(End)
Straight of the mutha-fuckin streets of Clevland, Ohio
East 99 from St.Clair
A couple of real true thug ass niggas
Mr. Sawed Off Leather face, eliminating all you fake ass niggas
Don't fuck around, run yo mouth and get ya head blown of, bitch
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