Krayzie Bone Album

[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)

(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
cuz 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
thats that bone

(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)

[No lyrics]

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

chorus. 4x.

[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.

(chorus x2)

[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

[Chorus 2X]

[No lyrics]

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 cuz 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',cuz 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 cuz 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 cuz 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
I wan't to hurt you don't know why[4 x's]

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
they get mangled.... mangled... mangled....

(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)to end

[No lyrics]

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
When Bone come back we silence 'em all

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 cuz 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)

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]
Them nigga's dead!

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