Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
`cause we`ll come to kill ya, now. We`ll kill ya, now.
Krayzie:
Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, still thuggin` with the roughest
muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, How they still
chillin` like that? Ain`t you scared of a nigga that`s tryin` to jack
ya paper, snatch ya? No. I really wish a nigga would turn and
wanna take what`s mine, `cause I got an AK-47 shootin` trey-O times.
You didn`t think I`m willing to find a way to say Oh,
my! but check it out, though. I done made enough money to buy my
people a lot of weapons, y`all. And I made it, takin` out
my weed. Here, stay high, nigga, for paranoia is factor when a nigga
wanna act up. Nigga figure I`m quiet, then he 1ook at my
sawed-offs, and they figure they can try me, like a muthafucka won`t
swang back or somethin`, or even pull a nine out my
jacket, and start dumpin`. Fuck `em. I think a nigga see us on the
video and playa hate and say that we ain`t true to what we
say, but, then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate, we
bang them fuckin` brains [we bang them brains]. But
then, we switch subject, and fuck with them clones that suck the thug
dick. Run around foul, tellin` people we stole your style.
Muthafucka, we ain`t never been in your town. It`s all original when
it`s comin` from the Cleveland criminals, so here we go.
Got a gun--should I buck `em on down? Or should I kill `em when I put
the instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? I`m so full anguish. Gotta
style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it, but
they can`t get the hang of it. Yeah.
Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
`cause we`ll come to kill ya, now. We`ll kill ya, now.
Flesh:
Beat `er up and you`ll sleep when I step so stone-cold, I chalk `em,
coffin off and they frontin` that time that they shot a nigga
straight to the temple done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies
start steadily fillin`, get real high, steady droppin` the time on
`em, time from time and again, here to pick all that know with the
Bone it`s a party everyday, so say, Mo, and it`s still this
strong to brain. I hop on the phone with the homies to see what`s
happenin` in the hood. It`s all good. Niggas, they thug us,
smuggle, roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon` sacks sellin` for
1ife, if you pull a (?) off to the fiends, then gank `em and
leave `em hangin` for the sake of come up, yeah, takin` ends, and
we`ll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah. We better shank
`em, thank `em, fuck it, I thank `em, and hope for respect, `cause
shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin` a life in the midst of the
dark and I sped off with the quickness, strikin`, send a knife to the
back of a playa hater, hate a thug, and they thought that I
bruise easily. Come, they go through this little, (spin `em). Most of
what goes around, comes around. Ooh, bla-bla-bloody
mess even though hoes really wanna test us. To the chest, Flesh buck
buckin` this guess with a gun, a change and a whole new
muthafuckin` attitude.
Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
`cause we`ll come to kill ya, now. We`ll kill ya, now.
Layzie:
Nigga, let me in. Double glock and never about to change, man. To the
temple I aim and claim the game, control. Fin to rid
your soul, creep and roll, put some pressure on these hoes that, yo,
they pose as foes, gotta let `em know. Got a nation of my
niggas out to back me, got another nation--killas out to try to jack
me. Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon` pull?
Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose. Nigga, I`m a
tell you `bout these haters distraction. They down with the
puffin`, the passin`, 1ookin` for some action. Facts and stacks, never
will my mission collapse. If you really want a thug, then
you better pin these raps, and a I`m a give a little game in this
world that we livin` in it, sinnin` in it, and it really ain`t free to
me.
You get it how you take it, but the only way you`ll make it, givin`
peace to the G-O-D, your Lord. And it really don`t mean that
evil`s gonna quit, because the hater`s gonna hate, and then the
real--it`s gon` feel, but I bet that after all of y`all fall that the
faker`s
gonna perish in the fire pit, and you know when I`m rollin`, I`m
equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam, and I
gladly put it on ya from the land of California, leavin` all of y`all
goners, if you know what I mean. Yeah, so quick to test us,
jump off in the Lexus with K.B. We gonna take a little journey around
the world and see what we see. Any y`all niggas comin`
with me? So, come on.
Wish:
Lately I`ve been here and kill `em, feel `em niggas wanna bite the
Bone, bite the Bone. Didn`t a muthafucka say I`m wrong?
Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow. We shoot `em up, buck.
Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation. Anybody
hatin`? Erase `em. And biters, everytime I see you on T.V., it makes
me feel good, `cause I know we run up on you, you`ll see
we, we gotta get paid good. Nigga, don`t shit come for free in this
land of poverty, Bone in harmony. We hungry. Since it`s all
about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money. Don`t gather
the fly shit, fuckin` with Cleve, top of line in my Benz, should
I 1et `em spin on all of y`all, should let my 20s spin on all y`all
haters? Everything we write, I swear, it`s all original. Niggas mad
at Bone because we be all original [all original].
Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
`cause we`ll come to kill ya, now. We`ll kill ya, now
