Tryna get away (Away) I'm zonin zonin zonin tryna get away, take a break (Take a break) I need some time so I can level my head (Let me level my head/ Zonin, zonin, zonin) Give me some time so I can level my head (Let me level my head/ Zonin zonin zonin) I need some time so I can level my head (Let me level my head/ Zonin zonin zonin) Give me some time so I can level my head (Let me level my head/ Zonin zonin zonin)
-Krayzie Bone-Chorus-
I need some time so I can level my head, I need to be zonin zonin zonin/ Give me some time so I can level my head, I need to be zonin zonin zonin/ I need some time so I can level my head, I need to be zonin zonin zonin/ Give me some time so I can level my head, I need to be zonin zonin
-Krayzie Bone-
Give me a break, I need to release some stress, this tension got me trippin I'm livin a life thats makin a sin everyday/ Nigga don't know which way is up, could somebody please, let me know?/ Tryna climb the ladder, by the time I reach the top I fall back (Back) down/ So now I'm smokin weed (Weed) now I'm sippin Hennessy mixed with Gin, Synin indeed/ And I been actin crazy, lately out of control, intoxicated, faded, blazin up the dro'/ My thoughts be pessimistic stress, I ain't been there when the shit get/ And its evil, my own people been hatin, waitin for a nigga to fall so they really ain't my friends (Uh uh)/ Them niggas who said they was down from the start, ain't even last till the end/ Took niggas up out of the ghetto, they neva did give us no love back (They askin) "How come a nigga don't come back?", man fuck that shit/ I went broke for niggas that didn't give a fuck about me, or my time/ So I gotta get away (Live my life) clear my mind...
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-Krayzie Bone-
Man I'm about gettin ready to flip/ I'm sick of these record company niggas fuckin around with the chips/ They must not think we sick enough to split em all for real, and when I get free believe I'm signin no more/ I'm not your bitch, now you pimps gotta find a new hoe and I'm taking my dollars/ Pop collars, don't follow, I'll holla/ Mayne to be paid, that's the reason I got in the game/ god damnit, if I only knew back then what I do know, Oh....We would been filthy rich/ But nah, we had to go through them hard times to really see all/ The struggles ment to be/ And now I see the game just ain't what it used to be/ Niggas ain't what they used to be/ Music ain't what it used to be/ No so, I'm finna get my money this time around/ I'm finna pimp this round in style, til I get rich real quick and I'm out bitch and pow (Pow)/ You figured I'd go down like that you got it/ I would advise you to not fuck with my boys/ Cause, I'm off balance (Balance)
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-Krayzie Bone-
I gotta be high...(High....) Just to make it through the day...(Through the day...yeah)/ A nigga stay high, I clog my mind...(My mind....)/ And we smoke, choke, and hope I can get away, hope it ain't too late/ So try to hold on, try to hold on/ I just zone (Zone) and maybe I pour me a cup of Everclear (Just zone, zone)/ And roll up a blunt and be in heaven here (Just zone, zone)/ Stare out the window off the indo and (Just zone, zone)/ Jump in the Benz and roll and just let the wind blow and (Just zone, zone)/ Leave a nigga alone, leave me alone...Leave a nigga alone, let me zone! Leave a nigga alone, leave me alone...zone, zone/ Let me zone, yeah!
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Recorded for the Krayzie Bone album Gemini: Good vs. Evil / Available on the BTNHBoard.com/ThugLine album Too Raw For Retail