Ya, Lil Layzie Bone (L-Burna), but you can call me L-Burna bitch cause I put the flames on the motherfucker believe that nigga (Thats right). This how we doin two thousand, two thousand one, two, three, four, five nigga (To infinite nigga). Nigga, and get ya guns...Keep a gun, keep a gun.
-Layzie Bone-
I suggest you cut the games niggas, and all of that flossin'll get you peeled in the field/ That's why I be bringin' the pain, niggas/ This here's survival, kickin' it live will get you caught up in some drama/ Better watch out what you say, I know some niggas that'll do your mama/ I'm a hit man for hire to the day I expire/ Heatin' it up and bringin' the fire, and you can see it in my eyes/ Thuggish ruggish outta the door, from Bone Thugs to the Mo/ Drugdealers in front of the store, and all of my niggas in the graveyard, stay hard, R.I.P/ For all of my niggas that run the streets, I'll be smashin' beats, and representin' y'all/ And I'ma ball 'til I fall or the Lord call/ Aint' takin' no shorts no losses, general nigga platinum boss/ I come rawest, flawless when I hit the scene/ Nothin' but warriors on my team, on a mission for everything green/ Bling bling's gettin' smashed, lay 'em down in a rap/ Nigga, we meet you in the streets, lay your ass on your back, flat/ Nigga, dig that little skinny nigga 'bout it, think you can fuck with me?/ I doubt it, heat you up and put the flames on you
-Layzie Bone-Chorus-
I put that on my mama, I'ma bring the drama/ It be death before dishonor in the battlefield (Nigga, we put them flames on ya)
-Layzie Bone-
Nigga, fuck what'choo doin', nigga, I'm about to ruin, nigga, the image and the style that you used to/ I'm chin-checkin' these mothafuckas poppin' it off at the lip, been talkin' that shit since '96, disrespectin' my clique/ But, I'm like 'Pac, mothafuckas, I'ma bomb first, and like I do you in the verse, bitch nigga, I put you in a herse/ And I'm lettin' the whole world know it, if you want me come get me/ Nig' got the AK and the SK and i'll buck it 'til it's empty/ Lock and load it, cock it, explode it, nigga, this St. Clair still/ Go in your grill, that's how I feel, keep it real, if I have to kill/ Fuck them Do or Die niggas, y'all bitch ass niggas can't do shit to me/ Put your fist up in the Source, fake ass niggas ain't had no victory/ What I seen needs to be treated, when you see me, nigga, I'm heated, high as fuck and ready to release it/ Peep it, them niggas defeated, bow way down mothafuckas!/ Better leave it alone, I'm bringin' the thug world order, nigga, the war been on, bitch!
Chorus-
-Layzie Bone-
If you got beef with B-O-N-E, then holla at me, lil' Layzie, the bad boy of the Bones/ And I'll be thuggin' until I'm dead and gone/ A nigga be in the zone, livin' eternal through my songs/ Right or wrong, whatever the case, my niggas call me, I'll be runnin/ Niggas be always into somethin', if it's drama, nigga, I'm dumpin/ Retaliation's a must/ In thugs I trust, but I bust my ammo/ Leave a mothafucka dismantled, come through like Rambo, nigga, you canceled/ So many unsolved mysteries, so we're in a war searchin' for victory/ Click the heat, it's bloody mean tryin' to eat out here in these city streets/ It's a hustle, I never let these niggas knock me off my mission/ Where your muscle? Bust yo' ass, shut the fuck up and listen/ Nigga, the problem, every nigga got they nose in the next man business, tryin' to be a menace like Dennis, but stop dog, fuckin' with a top dog, I mop y'all off y'all feet, you get this like a food stamp, can't graduate from boot camp/ Thug, I'm fin to salute champs/ Let's strategize, and open your eyes and recognize the drama/ I promise you demolish any nigga that just ain't polished/ And, oh God, it's the year, and I ain't no one man army/ Mo Thug family, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony