Flesh... Killa... St. Claire.... Flesh... Killa... The silence isn't over... Flesh... No place to run... Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves... St. Claire... Flesh... {clock ticking and then tv reports}
Flesh N Bone
>Aw shit! Repressin' the scripts on ya'll punk motherfuckers/ What the fuck you thought trick-ass hooker? Flesh, the last tru souljah standin' makin' these silly-ass niggas weak. Slappin 'em up with game, with basic instruction before leavin' home!
-Chorus-
The end of the world has come, it's 1999 and time for retaliation/ The end of the world has come, it's 1999 and time for retaliation/ The end of the world has come, it's 1999 and time for retaliation/ The end of the world has come, it's 1999 and time for retaliation
Nigga back up, my weapons flexed/ I'm not gonna get caught unprotected when I roll/ Oh, no, here I go/ I'm keepin' my mind fresh, and the glock smoked with more flex and might judge your life and soul, fine, alright/ Gotta stay on the grind, it's almost 1999/ I gotta get mine before it's over, yeah/ Party hauled over time/ Nigga, my dogs down for whatever, ya heard me? No matter the cause, fuck the law/ Retaliate on all y'all/ The government wanted to brand my hand, but I count the number slowly/ Nigga, me wonder why they want us so fried and out of line, but I'm not ready/ Survival of the fittest/ You gonna ride or die? Choose your destiny, grab the heat, let's gather up in the streets for battle/ We gotta fight for peace/ Let us prepare for the war/ Don't sleep cause Armageddon's on the way/ We gettin' ready for combat/ Soldiers, suit up/ We comin' through stormin' we gonna blast on anythin' breathin' shoot 'em/ Leavin' 'em all bleedin' from that bullethole wound assume that they are doomed, stretched out in a tomb/ I tell it the way I see it, that's how it is, just how I feel when I just flip off the top of mind, he will/ Spittin' bullets up in the sky so you better run, duck, hide/ You better stand up and act like a man/ And it's your chance to do what you can so put it down
-Chorus-
Flesh N Bone
Here we go once again, it's on/ Got to stack my dollars up to the ceiling/ Can you feel it, holmes? I've always been known to get on my hustle and grind/ And I'm gon' thug and get gon' stroll on 'til I get mine/ But, never-the-less I got my pay/ If you wanna play me I'm gon' buck (Buck ...) you with my gauge/ Go ahead, make my day/ Either which way it go, you won't be saved so say a prayer/ Give me a fifth of liquor so I can swig it with my niggas and get rowdy/ My niggas, we 'bout it/ Smoke up an ounce of weed, I guarenteed I got what you need on cash delivery, you gon' recieve, dog/ Exactly now, what was your order? Put it down/ And I'll make sure that you'll be pleased as long as you got my green/ By any means neccessary, you gotta be very wise/ And by any means neccessary, you scary, you gon' fry/ I'm wicked as I can be, remain a boss in your city/ And if any y'all haters want me, come and get me/ Slug hit right on your dome, wig splitter G, fuckin' with these Mo! Thug kill or be killed G's/ If you wanna test us, we gonna rest your soul eternally/ Get ready to feel the wrath of God/ And if you get caught in the wrong you're gonna get tossed in a lake of fire and brimstone
-Chorus-
(Better bleed the blood Flesh, Jesus, got you slippin' you snooze you lose...)
Flesh N Bone
And it's on in The Land with a great big cannon cocked/ Swarm, stormin' in through The Land/ Nigga what I tell you? I'm one of the last tru souljahs standin' (?) then again I say that everyone can burn In Hell sit in fire (?) Flesh you better say a little grace, better put your heat (?) when I roll I won't think twice so better beware, Flesh'll and Mo Thug niggas'll get ya, tellin em' we gonna come up and snare ya (?) we got Armageddon bringin' the terror, terror
-Chorus-
(Better bleed the blood Flesh, Jesus, got you slippin' you snooze you lose...)
-Outro from movie-
The course it chosen, we have returned (What do you mean "the course?") Toward death (I don't think we're gonna blow ourselves up) I didn't mean that... The prophecy. Life after death.
Recorded for the Flesh N Bone album Book of Thugs/ 5th Dog Let Loose (1998)