Oh well, if ya snooze ya loose/
Stop bringin that pistol and fetch ya/
Shoot it and catch ya, shit, pap/
Stay packin that gat in yo lap away/
So if ya can't roll strapped/
Now how about that/
Dat pistol go tap at niggas who/
Go fuckin wit one of my own/
No no, wrong/Any place where my chrome/
Left devils at they home/
Double bang, execution, we mo murda, stupid trick/
You bitch that asked me/
We don't play wit me game that be remainin mine and little man ran/
To disater, wish I asked him/
And I popped up and capped him/
And Eazy is where we began/
But I blessed him in the master plan/
Niggaz thugin off in the Claire/
It's still the pen/
Can't fuck wit these Cleveland Claire playas/
So as long as ya betta be workin/
Cause the Bone and Mo Thug on this mission/
Listen, betta pray everyday/
Cross us on the way hoe
-Krayzie Bone-
Ohhhh, oh, oh/
I just wanna seperate from the precious, baby/
Or maybe/
I was meant to live my life caught up in this world of games/
And God's name I pray/
The devil, he be bringin me down/
I can feel him cause he pullin me now/
Iv'e been blessed wit an incredable style/
When there's pushin, it's just try to seperate and to break this all down/
Now ain't that foul/
So I asked the Lord to help me/
"Lord, why does this life overwhelm me?"/
When we livin in hell/
But we chill most every day like we in heaven/
Oh well/
But time will tell/
Singin, "This is for the ringin of the bell, the bell, the bell."/
But it be hard to maintain and stay peaceful/
If you don't know to tame the devil then the devil will beat you/
Defeat you, deceive you, evil/
He will never leave you alone/
I've been lookin for a better day/
But they don't ever seem to want to come my way (My way)/
Hey, I've had a hell of a time/
Tryin to make it cause my people steady stressin my mind/
So I stay high/
So I'm already sittin on the top, ya see me/
When he be wit me/
He's daily inovatin me/
Rarely see ya on the daily mission/
Keep your distance from the flames/
Maybe you can survive, forever and a day
-Layzie Bone-
Hell yeah/
Got me flippin in the North Coast/
Remeber me/
The crook who wrote the book/
I'm off da hook/
Most of yall niggaz betta take another look/
Cause if ya playa hate the Bone then yo life'll get took/
So quit, never bringin ya no bullshit man/
Face to face it's that assassin gang/
Bringin the heat, all yall niggas bringin is lame/
But if ya wanna bring the pain, then ya gotta maintain/
Commin in on another level/
Imma put you on deck up at the top of the pile/
Fake niggas wanna claim my style but Imma break em on down/
But you gotta come unique/
It's the thuggish ruggish sound/
That you're lookin for, or searchin for/
Everybody boy wanna be like Bone and stay high/
Little kids no longer wanna be like Mike/
That's right they tryin to be like Bone and keep thuggin fo life/
Gettin ready for the end, dawg/
Wit my nigga Ken Dawg, Hustlas, Shiftas and Tre/
II Tru, AJ/
Same muthafuckas from around my way
-Krayzie Bone with Layzie Bone-
This is how we play/
Every day it's the same old same/
Around my way (Around my way)/
We be thuggin a-round my way (My Way)/
This is how we play/
Every day it's the same old same/
Around my way/
Around my way/
Around my way/
Come around my way, my way (My way)
-Chorus-
-Bizzy Bone-
Little nigga wanna come, gunna feel my pain, pain/
On the brain it's a stress, a strain/
The game, the fame, the fame, the fame, (Fame)/
What about those hoes, oh no/
Little Easy fo sho to teach Bone/
And if he's wrong, well, he's gone/
For my journey to keep me strong/
But dear Lord I miss my peoples/
And it just seems so evil/
And that I can't kiss my kids goodnight/
Put em to bed, tuck em tight/
And catch some sleep and that's all right, that's all right/
I'll get mine, yeah I'll get mine/
It'll take time, minimum crime/
Weed and wine'll be just fine/
Got somethin buggin all of my peoples (What)/
In the back of a Caddy/
Juppin outta Caddies, spreadin through alleys/
In Cleveland and Cali like daddy and/
Oh, no, love, for double-a and double-a zero/
Really wanna get yo combo/
Said I'm ridin round in your boat
-Wish Bone-
You niggas can't fuck, with/
These Claire players, on top of the pile/
And we roll this/
Stand back, hatas gonna be here for a while/
Can't ya hear the crowd screamin real loud?/
And that's for Bone Thugs/
Dear Lord, my sis has got Bone to look up to/
And feel proud of, on top of all of that there/
Mommy's out the ghetto now/
I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony/
For everything it brangs to me, yeah/
I thank the Lord and thee, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony/
For everything it brangs to me/
Better believe that we'll do em, do em/
Shoot em, shoot em/
Kill em, kill em/
Nigga ain't gonna stop nothin, niggaz/
Been a long, hard way/
Been a long, long, long, hard way/
And I gotta get mine/
Gonna floss up in the bed/
Watchin niggas watchin me/
That's tryin to take mine/
But I got somethin for em, watchin niggas/
Runnin away from me/
It's time, bye, bye/
Nigga don't wind up playa hatin/
We got much love in Mo Thug/
It's all about Mo Thug
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Bone Thugs~n~Harmony album Art of War