Bone Thugs N Harmony {with additional vocals by Phil Collins}
Produced by Krayzie & DJ U-Neek
Layzie Bone
I been stuck in a struggle and I been wonderin' if I'm ever gone bubble/ I'm gettin' caught up in a tussle steady usin' my muscle/ When every time I extend my heart to my mother, caught up in the game, now I'm back up in the hustle/ Sometimes I sit and I wonder, if a nigga pull my number/ If it wasn't for the Bone Thug Fam in this world where nobody don't give a damn, but I'm still a man, got us all programmed/ I'm a pump my fist, and stayin' ready for this/ And you can put this on Wish, I never seen the abyss/ And when I needed a ride, you wouldn't give me a lift/ And now I'm poppin' my Crys, you niggas all on my dick/ I wanna change the world, you wanna change your life/ I wouldn't put up a fight if I knew it was trite/ They say everythang' happen for a reason, can you tell me why this nigga bleedin'? Needin' general assistance, I'm here needin' public housin' out here tryin to make ends meet, tryin' to get on my feet but see I'm burnin' so cloudy/ And I know what you don't know, you better get on your mission to get down for your dough/ See the real niggas ready, out here takin' control/ See I'm screamin' out "Mo!" with my pockets on swoll/ Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house, quit bringin' this stress to my spouse cause I'm ready for the kill on, look out, look out/ If you niggas try to run up on the Bone, I'm a show you like this, I'm a pull my chrome/ I don't wanna have to send a nigga home/ Lord, please take me home/ Come and take me home
-Chorus-Phil-
So take, take me home cause I don't remember... take, take me home cause I don't remember
Krayzie Bone
Home, home, home, home, home, please send me home/ When I look at the moment now, thinkin' different, to when I was livin' foul, nigga runnin' wild survivin' cause I'm nine to fivin' even put in over time if I had to grind/ I was slayin 'em, slangin 'dubs, hangin' up on the block thinkin' I'm dodgin' the cops/ Clocked on the night shift, didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto/ But we finally made it, stayed dedicated to the music we made yeah/ Now it's on, Bone Thugs leavin' home, came back the next year; Number One platinum sold, we blew off on the dope/ And what do ya know, Eazy rest his soul, left us in a mess, I don't regret it but we better get up and get it goin' everythings goin' wrong/ Especially if Bone had not have been right, I knew we would have been on, we would have been tight, we would have been in a zone ridin' so high off in the game; Five thugs live/ Nigga used to love makin' music, we was always in the studio groovin' we kept it movin' we was ready to do it right/ But a nigga goin' through it and ain't feelin' this rap shit right now/ They got a nigga ready to flip, they got a nigga ready to come get my shit, they got a nigga loadin' the clip; They trippin'/ Lord, I feel like I'm losin' it right now, right now, now
-Chorus-Phil-
Bizzy Bone
Never give in and never give up or let 'em limit, they sendin' niggas over the top/ Pretend to be tough, pretend to be blessed/ They want money and women, it's never enough/ They live in the gunsmoke/ Nobody don't trust too much, you better be good/ Y'know I'm from the hood and so we get 'em the tough/ Ride out, laugh it up/ When niggas died, niggas ride around nasty, jump into the grave/ I'll be one of the brave, not one of slaves, and one of the paid then I'll be one of the saved/ Stay hazed of the maze of the television run around, tellin' niggas we better behave/ Down in the place in the grave, when they run in my face and tempted the fate never paid with hate/ Seen it's the cake, could take another breath and shake and swallow the pride, it's all about heartache, hard to wait/ Lost Mommy, Poppy live on/ I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie, sit listenin' to records out of his selection, his game is probably rubbin' my mind in a zone/ Cryin' my life would be gone/ Just me and my destiny; Let's roll, let's roll
-Chorus-Phil-
Wish Bone
When I lost my Uncle Charles a part of me went wrong/ And when it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong, we just wanted him to see what we do/ You motivated us at the shows; We seen you/ And I really hope you listened to what we spit on these songs, you might have been through somethin', hope it nothin' like Bone was/ Like one said we'd never make it, like two, thirty mil, and they face it/ And you know it's much worser than ever, trues gotta stay more clever cause yes, they out to get richer, you slip/ These niggas will get'cha but not me cause I kick it with motherfuckers that know how to kick it when they see you with something/ I'm a grown man, ain't trippin' on nothin' but music, music/ I really thought it was over, put us on when you left, crossed over/ Back to the hood, we soldiers/ The music nigga' makin' back scandalous, but faith kicked in and award shows and we winnin' now, gotta keep it goin' food in my baby mouth/ And thangs'll change like relationships, ain't did shit now you wanna flip/ Suing me for shit you ain't never made on your own/ Now I understand why a nigga make a leader, uh, by a nigga home/ Stick in the hood, for my niggas, it'll all be gone/ You ain't really help a nigga if it ain't meant to be for a lil' bit of weed and a lil' Hennessey/ I'm tired of tryin to help these niggas, Lord just guide 'em home, guide 'em home
-Chorus-Phil-
Phil
Well I've been a prisoner all my life and I can see but I don't remember...
-Chorus-Phil-
Recorded for the Bone Thugs N Harmony album Thug World Order 2002/ Available on the Home promo only.