They want to be just like me, look just like me, dress just like me, and act just like me/ Want to sound just like me, and rap just like me, get (Cenz.) like me, but can't G up like me [Ya'll just don't know]
-Layzie Bone-
Look dog, I'm a thoroughbred, pistol totin' hard head/ Killa for the scrilla, man, hittin' you with this hot lead/ Trend setter, nobody does it better/ Want to G.P with a thug (Cenz.)? Better get yo' (Cenz.) together/ Them polished, pimpin' playas, all of my partners pushin' something/ When it was '89 I was packin' 9's, sellin' dope and dumpin'/ Uh, uh uh, ain't that the (Cenz.)? Layzie Bone got some money 'cause Layzie Bone handled his business/ Ya'll (Cenz.) be slackin' up, tryin' to be me, actin' up/ You need to be tryin' to do you 'cause doin' me too flashy for you (Yeah) Now, say my name and watch these (Cenz.) come flockin' up/ I'm comin' hard, stuntin' on 'em/ These haters be watchin'/ I'm droppin' bombs like the Taliban, messed like a L.A Mexican/ Psycho like Norman Bates when it comes down to the cheddar, man (Ya'll just don't know) What it took to get here; Talkin' blood, sweat and tears/ Ridin' and perfect timin' payin' dues in here for years
-Chorus-
-Bizzy Bone-
Mr. Miraculous with the acrobatic wordplay/ These (Cenz.) ain't worthy, they suckin' like you never gon' hurt me/ Most (Cenz.) certainly/ Throw up the 7, (Cenz.) your game, we down and dirty/ Me and Lay tighter than Nelly and his homie Murphy/ On in a day, with a stomach full of Henny; I'm spiritual, ya'll earthly/ Close the curtains, (Cenz.) shot at the door/ Protective custody, don't drop the soap/ Bubba want him, whoa/ Coat the dagger, the aeroback to the backstabber/ Mathematical habitat of maniacal mad me and I'm gettin' plastered/ Watchin' the strippers work hard for they' money and dogs, the lookin' lovely/ This is Babylon; 7 Sign rough and ruggery/ Gotta bust a move (I'm a bust your (Cenz.)) Only the killers can hug me, it's all cool in the game/ Celebratin' with bubbly/ Very agressive; we dumpin'/ Ya'll soft like dumplings (Cenz.)
-Chorus-
--Layzie Bone-
(Whoa) They got the whole world watchin' braids, showin' duece how to rock the stage/ When LL was rockin' bills I was scramblin' gettin' my pockets paid/ And I ain't stoppin' til I'm in my grave, and that's until the casket drop/ Never leave the crib without my plastic Glock/ Stop, no thank, don't want that in my vocabulary/ I promise not to do it (Cenz.), unless it's absolutely necessary/ Feel my vibe; Drunk, twisted and high/ Gon' ahead and do you; The grass ain't greener on the other side
-Bizzy Bone-
Oh my God! We always into something illegal/ Gettin' the paper, black undertaker cakin' the crib, duckin' the haters/ East side, North side fo' sho'/ Throw out the phone 'fore I leave this (Cenz.), murda mo'/ Cleveland Avenue 1-6-1, the enforcers/ Never the flees, crew, green, bride , cops and guns/ I don't need you; He who sins alone/ I'm in the zone with the 7's/ I'm a dog for my Bone, (Cenz.)
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Bone Brothers album Bone Brothers