Devour money and power, I'm still baffled how demons walk across waters so shallow/ Only Jesus Christ is righteous/ Stay true, what can we do, refusin' abusin' continue our battles/ I battle, I battle/ Devour money and power
Bizzy Bone
Skeletons when they tell 'em Hell ain't fast/ I keep 'em deep in the basement, checkin' into how they play under surveilance, lookin' in places, hey! (Let me get a square) It'll make your body shake, but it's too late, soon as you flipped off the safety/ Baby, this we, all day, don't tell me you crazy/ Will they sell me, hell naw! But the reason this weepin' widow be the demons, so cheap and at least it keep me/ Go reach deep dead in your pockets, don't sleep/ Rollin' with my crucifix, Lucifer usually uses to brew all these wicked tricks and the school of these ghetto games, and the fool of this bitch is missin'/ I say "Shame, shame..." Enemies attackin' me, actually I'm in the grain, ask Mr. Majesty/ What about these casualities? Well they passin' me by when I hear death callin', when it's so cold in the room, who's callin'/ Better quit stallin' me, we say fuck ya'll, all out to battle...
-Chorus-Capo-
Bizzy Bone
Shit's sicker for the soldier, watch of a trick exposure/ All I want is my money/ Fuck it, if nobody loves me, touch me/ Roll over, go to Hell and steppin' through death, who them niggas left, probably the Sevens' takin' breaths/ Ever so cautious, watch your step/ They say I'm all around the globe, how could a world so cold understand me and my family/ Preparin' for more, reload! When they roll we roll/ In and out of foster homes, now they rush me like I was lucky and bitches really wanna fuck me, fuck me, fuck me
-Chorus-Capo (Bizzy)-
(Skeletons... Ooh baby...)
Bizzy Bone
How can they say I set up thee on beyond/ Weary nigga come near me and "Bang, bang, bang"/ Really wanna feel it, well feel 'em and sing and sang/ Can I get a witness? When I'm all about my business/ And I guess that this is my fist to call, is it going out the mystic/ Outta your district, roll, roll, you can get rolled over/ Attackin' me? Come on and come blast me, murder threats, and yes, you wanna come mash me/Sho' nuff fool, plenty caught ups in California no sawed-offs/ Soldiers, rollers 'n ran on/ Never fallin', loadin', blow his head off 'n jet off till I catch ya'll/ Ya'll don't understand me; I'm about my business/ On the hit list with the quickness, but I'm rockin' senseless/ Nigga, regardless, don't command me; We Mo' Thuggin' and heartless/ But I got soul, let 'em flow in the darkness/ No weapons formed against me shall be prosperous
Unreleased/ Recorded for the Bizzy Bone album Heaven'z Movie (1998)