I promise that I'll hunt you bastards/ Zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry/ Is you ready for me magic? Let 'em blast, and nigga, bet I bury then move/ True to the murder mo' gladly cause the haters never had to have me/ Want to follow fools through alleys 'cause ready to lose/ And daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie, probably St. Clair babies so hate me, but I handle my business, so lately I can handle my shady/ Kill 'em, but won't think I'm a bomb again not even if they put me in prison and give me time/ I'm ready for the killin' go get 'em and I'm a fill 'em with 11 of mine and one die/ Is he ready to lie if I decide, lookin' at my killin' and decide to boom to go bye, I'm gonna fly I whom die they lie
-Chorus-Flesh-
Whom die they lie (No mo' mercy)
Flesh N Bone
Now, who wanna go snitch? Talk shit about real trues still be payin' dues/ Saw them sneakin' and a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, they hatin'/ Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth "Aw shit!" and they lose/ Lookin' so deep in they eyes and tell it when they lyin', stop tryin' but they never convince none, got hundreds runnin' up with gauges/ Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck, sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off later, man/ So what if it got too late for me to get 'em? Then gotta switch to testin' G's/ In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady, we're too quick to pull petty bullshit/ Y'all thought that you could fuck with
the Cleveland thugstas/ #1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would, bitch, pop/ Then I go pumpin' and have to show you through, when Bone thugs comin' in, it's a headline/ Time to get on top of mountain top when they got wrote about all over this nation, world/ And I plan on, now look at you bustas get mad/ Beat the fuckers on their own line/ Don't make 'em tell it to you twice when you crack a grip, keep it real, but you sure will pay the price, Whom die they lie
-Chorus-Layzie-
Layzie Bone
Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta, lil' sneaky mother fucker on a mission, got me plottin' for it quickly/ Who fried? Do or die, nigga, you and I for the creep on the come up, and pay these niggas a visit/ So is it, was it, wicked ways got me strugglin' for days/ Hey, a nigga's gotta eat, so yo, I gotta get paid and blaze/ So swift not to catch a case, crept up in his place while the nigga was gone for his safe and his stones/ And it's on, cause the Bones have to say "I won't forget this evenin'" Nigga had theif, Lil' Layzie Bone, thievin' cuz he had cameras hid off into his ceiling/ Pin me, niggas run away/ They said they lookin' for me, but I'm a find a nigga, kill him, 'fore this nigga find me/ Y'all niggas know I'm murder-bound/ See me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down/ Breakin' it down in the C-Town/ Spot 'em on the avenue, follow he's passin' through, get 'em at the next red light/ Green light, got the go ahead/ Infrared on your forehead; Whom die they lie
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Krayzie Bone
I'm that nigga with the shotty runnin' at you niggas, poppin' enemy, drop 'em/ Me gotta get 'em kill 'em before they get me/ Coppers on us, and you know the bitches want us/ But as soon as they close, it's the pap pap, pardon me/ Take a look and what you see; Krayzie still runnin' from the police cause I got a fuckin' bag of weed/ I believe in sale, now, on the scene I can do it I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty/ He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head/ Shoulda fled but you didn't, so bye-bye/ Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea
meet your fuckin' fate and in grave lay St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin', oh but they can't take it/ If you wanna make it, break 'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid? Oh, you're fuckin' with some niggas in some desperate days/ Crime, yes, it pays/ If it's cool with it cool with it/ Never act a fool with it, broad, cause you'll lose/ And me kill a mother fuckin' nigga cause a nigga told another nigga "I know who did it." Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all/ Testin' nuts and nigga, we'll cut your balls/ It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off/ Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie
-Chorus-Krayzie-
Available on the Bone Thugs N Harmony album Art Of War