Man. Mother fucker. Give that mother fucker another rope to hang theirselves, brother. That's all
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them? (How many of us have them?) Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on? (Ones you can depend on?) Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of us have them? (How many of us have them?) Friends, friends, friends, friends, before we go any further, let's talk about friends
-Bizzy Bone-
Mo! Thug in him and even all of the people that'll support me when I'm in buckin' all the way to the end on, I don't need to know then I fret/ Deep when I stand in the sin when the ship's away so win again, and again, that'll help me then; Can I get a witness to follow within? I don't trust no hoes, not even the one I had before/ Hoes, you won't roll, no no, it was probably me so we go, we know what went wrong/ And I know your Mom is laughing and it's your aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati, wonder why bitch happy? (Look at you) And I'm out there rappin'; Ready for the war and end of the nights, but blessed, I'll be blastin' Enemies testin'; Watch out for my friends
-Wish Bone-
Bet I got my friends/ Bet I got my dogs/ Bet I got my Bone, yeah/ We straight up killas we're realer; We just want the money, y'all/ Haters; We don't deserve 'em/ Murder one if a nigga go murdered them all; They fall/ Nigga wanna see the Bone fall, y'all, but naw, we too raw/ I remember back a lil' ways when we was so hungry, when we were so hungry but now thank the Lord my thugs, we got money, we got money, hey! We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay/ Watch out, if I miss you, hit you Bet one of these thug niggas get with you N' split you/ How you feel about murda, man? It's still the same/ Fuck with us, we bang them brains/ It's like suicide, nigga, do or die when you fuckin' with mine we gon' ride/ In the end somebody gon' die tonight/ Don't be fuckin' with my friends
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-Layzie Bone-
I can tell when the devil I'm doin' his work and lurkin' approachin' me like I'm a servant but in order to prevent events and your torment/ Repent cuz I gotta protect my fortune and that's my friend till the end when we rollin' in my Benz, never know what's next to occur; Young entrepreneur who can see through the bloody blood; We ready for divide and conquer/ Playa hation, infiltration/ Any situation y'all mutherfuckers bring/ Come prepared for eternal warfare and I really don't care cause I'm sayin' my prayers to the man upstairs/ Keepin' my niggas out here so strong endurin' this pain and strain to survive/ Lookin' out for each other everyday and our peoples' comin' up readin' the Bible/ Willin' to die if the wicked is near me if y'all ever try to come with some crooked shit/ Nigga, What it is? It's the book of thugs; Come a lil' bit closer/ Nigga, take a look at this picture; This vision of a mission accomplished/ Bone Thugs all the way till the end and again, and again, and again, and again/ Don't try to come between my, my...
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-Krayzie Bone-
Mama told me watch your friends; They can be enemies within quick to pretend like they fit in, get in, and they bring it all to an end I know you cannot choose survival, pinch you; Nigga tried to infiltrate the clique; We're gonna get you/ No evil can split me apart from my people/ Militant, that's how we choose to roll and we road warriors up out the war, the war, the war/ When you call my name I will be there, I'll be there/ Never have to worry about nobody else, and even though I know ain't no mo' time, it's almost time/ Us ready for Armageddon; It's gonna get us, are you ready? What about your friends? Friends till the very end through the breeze and wicked winds, wicked winds/ What about your friends?
-Flesh N Bone-
I've been ready for the pain, I'm here to bring all the noise; Don't think you can avoid the wrath or can add up the math after the fact that that's God destroyer and you thought that the coast was clear but you couldn't see or hear Flesh slowly creepin' in silence/ Know it ain't over took you over/ Decrepitate in your grave till then only Mo! Thug/ The violence trippin' in and out the insane asylum/ Livin' life and goin' to Hell/ Police; they trail and wanna lock me up in a cell cause I stay high; smoke N' inhale And I play ready with an AK-47/ No thang; I'm a set it off, aim and spray/ Anticipation'll get you slayed but what if he hesitated? Make my day/ They lay any day any fool, if he choose to go pick up a tool and do me in/ Well, then, come get this shit done and over with, partner; Must've been one of my friends/ Better watch you back for the people you think are your homies/ Up in my face, I compete with you, phony/ I said only Mo! Thug allowed and only real soldiers can roll, G
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Available on the Bone Thugs N Harmony album Art Of War