One time for the playa hatas. One time for the space invaders. One time for the niggas stackin' they end, on the paper chasin' uh
Mr. Majesty
Majesty dominates the whackest/ You can have this dirty ass world, Mo! Thug on the fuckin' stratus/ Claimin' the whole populations pure, as if/ Can't control shit with your videos, stupid hoes and those who roll with you/ Pay a nigga to say "I do" ain't it true, we from the soil nigga eternally stay true/ Always a struggle of crack, let my minds muscle detach from my real mask avoid struggles/ Pussy ass poppa', neva loved you/ Regardless of the circumstances, what I thought/ You could've grabbed a nine, momma's too weak, by gettin phoney sons/ Why the fuck you hidin' from me? It's time to take a stand!
Layzie Bone
My nigga, now, Majesty/ These niggas is after me/ Murder, redrum, redrum, redrum/ My nigga, now, Majesty/ These niggas is after me/ Murder, redrum, redrum, redrum
You niggas better expect retaliation, feel the playa hation/ Yeah! You the next to get dropped/ Glock Glock! Real niggas don't stop/ Pop! Pop! Put 'em in the mud, nigga and your body rott/ Top closin' down on your caskets, wanna make these bastards think we got mercy/ Puttin' in work since a nigga 13, sendin' niggas like yourself off in a hearse/ See and I won't hesitate to kill you when I fill you with a couple of my slugs/ Fuckin' with my thugs and I need my love/ Nigga what? Bone niggas fin to do a lil' damage, take over the planet with my daily tortures of course
I'm that nigga that's takin' no shorts, smokin' on the Newport/ Your ghetto resource and bitch you wanna dig your own ditch and hit you with levels beyond your control/ My mama never raised no punks or hoes just realer niggas comin' up snatchin' souls for dough/ I know y'all muther fuckers out there somewhere; Ain't nowhere to hide/ Makin' mother fuckers feel the vibe for life/ In the midst of the twist I be down to ride, yeah
-Chorus-Majesty (Lay) {Biz}-
Ridin' with death (We niggas rappin' but still we actin' like criminals) [Tell 'em I'm ready 4 War...No more]
Bizzy Bone
I'm a relent, infuriated that you hated and the pap! pap! can't fade it/ We stay heavily sedated, comin' now back up, I'm a buck, get shakin'/ Deeply dreamin' about this dream when my daddy told me he was comin' trapped in the form of a bad omen/ It's wicked, It was written/ I'll be runnin' while turnin' around and blastin' back to buck 'em; Fuck it then came back/ Them fools didn't
like that, I'm ready for more/ Is that all you got? Heard the Mack was talkin' this and that
about some of my incidents said I smoke and snatchin' purses, you heard this in the vicinity then told me/ Bitch Clonin' lil' Eazy's niggas so fuck you, you weren't original/ Mono y mono/ Ain't no subliminal Hey! With a regime in fatigues we ready to bleed even when they sleepin' catch me, caught me must have seen then, I'm gonna catch your ass next weekend
-Chorus-
Mr. Majesty
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction/ Abduction of lyrics is the loss of life, love and spirits/ Capital offense/ Four generics, lost in a prison/ Lieutenant overseein' the barracks checkin' in punk-ass copycat incoherence is crucial/ Smokin' hay with conflicts that bite shit like microchips/ I watched you ride the rodeo straight to the bottom/ When your faded rottin' bitch/ When I spot 'em I'm a drop 'em
Layzie Bone
Surrounded by violence my nigga, I'm bound to just live a lifetime/ The shrink wanna get in my head cause I'm amongst the walkin' dead/ All I really said "If you niggas don't fled you gon' bleed bloody red" And you shoot the spot and got ghosts fuckin' with the masterminds of all time/ Let a nigga know we off in our prime and it be that way till 1999/ Criminal minded, niggas been blinded lookin' for a style like Bone/ But can't see me/ And just like Mike everybody wanna be me/ Study every move a nigga makin' on T.V. Eazy duz it, do it easy/ What it is #1 better check the score/ Here we go, nigga, don't wanna fight no more when I'm ready for you hoes and that's fo' sho'
Bizzy Bone
When the ghetto need me I'll be readin' to the scripture/ Picture Lil' Ripsta kickin' it critical and I'm seldom seen in the Hennessy but it's set to speed up till it hits zero/ One of my hero's, Jesus, blessed me to be lethal with my automatic/ Let you have it/ You don't want to see any evil/ Mutherfucker, I'll take it to the people then I will meet you at the funeral/ Get 'em up/ Bizzy, mafiaso/ No witness is the usual, furthermore murda mo'/ I'm ready with guns I'll serve you hoes when they call, Niggas hit the road and when they get killed, I'm a get your soul
Available on the Bone Thugs N Harmony album Art Of War (1996-1997)