Only time will tell who dies (Only time will tell)/ These are the days of our lives/ Come look deeply in my eyes/ These are the days of our lives
See the murder mold our lives (See the murder mold)/ (These are the days of our lives) These are the days of our lives
(These are the days of our lives)
-Krayzie Bone-Chorus-
Now come into my world and you can see/
That we are more than thugs (More than thugs)/
With just a little twist of harmony/
Bud smokin' lethal warriors (Warriors)...
-Layzie Bone-
Eternally thugs but now I come tellin' them souljah stories/
Me daily collectin' my lesson without
a good question without any question/
Stressin no restin me jammin this blessin'/
Shiftin the game, rearrangin thangs cause once this world
was bringin me down/ Mesmerized controlled
by the otha side/ The devil was in my town lookin for me
-Wish Bone-
But he won't get me in time (Cenz.) with
Bone in tha glock and these rhymes we rhyme/
Betta believe it's all tha time (Cenz.) we ride/
We straight up souljah (Souljahs) ready and I told ya
(Told ya) we walk before we go roll/
And nigga we ride all of y'all...
-Krayzie Bone-
Y'all my dogs if you call if you fall you can bet on that
(Cenz.) that I will be there/ Lean on me
But let us get rid of tha enemy/
Strictly for singin that wild wild if you think you can hang
-Chorus-
-Layzie Bone-
Thuggin' in the studio y'all know we roll hydro every time/
We rhyme I'm high look at me deeply in my eyes I rise
stay on top of the game/
Nowhere did I had to run no way did I had to turn/
Sherm but a lot of these (Cenz.) won't learn/
But the money that I earn won't burn so come again
-Wish Bone-
Betta watch that mac-10 (Cenz.) this one's for me and my
Friends/ we steadily rollin' I told ya
Keep bringin' mo' platinum they know us/
Pap pap put it all in tha ground yeah Bone/
Yeah we used to get down/
With tha clack back put it on the ground now get
down
-Bizzy Bone-
Now it must be cops stroll when I roll in/
A hindo indo standin' all out of my window singin/
Little Eazy bless his soul it's so cold (So cold)/
But he doesn't got stress for the peeps the streets/
And none of these police ponies homies call me screw em
puffed up the indo and smoke
-Chorus-
-Bizzy Bone-
And it ain't no mystery the fist of weed/
And I betta put it inna
Me sneakers little ripsta scripture sistah/
When you see me I don't want that weeders say they
in
Baby don't we have to give up one for my friends/
Twinny twin, twin not once did I give up defeat so/
So who wanna bag who wanna bag you wanna bag
you wanna bag you gotta bag?/
So send him off the door to the liquor store/
Across the road, only my Lord can tell who dies/
So pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it togetha, my my
-Krayzie Bone-
My lordy Lord maintain it's hard cause I'm a souljah at
war/
Cause everybody wanna try to pick out tha devil in
me/
But tha evil that's betta than me/
(Cenz.) keeps me at ease, take notes cause here it come/
That murda mo coming to carry you oh you oh/
Pull up in the shit and pulla me thangs out/
And put it up to ya temple and we'll let it rang out, die
-Chorus-
-Krayzie Bone-Outro-
Only time will tell who dies. Come look deeply in my eyes. See the murda mo the lies. These are the days of our lives.
Recorded for the Soundtrack The Show (This version only available on Promo, CD Single, and soundtrack)