from space Who kinda looked like Jamie Farr They sucked out my internal organs And they took some polaroids and said I was a darn good sport And as a
is blind, some may say But I saw clearly on that day A perfect picture a perfect view A perfect person a perfect you And yesterday becomes today And
da 40 ounce! [Layzie] Straight from the muthafuckin thieveland Where you cop a 40 (you want a 40?) Ounce for a dollar ninety, even And drink a brew, I'll be a true nut and a
'll never find a thuggish bunch or ruggish like us [like us]. Don't be so quick to test us. I'll be annoyed, and might bust. I'm a have to talk to
off the rock We're corrupt as a four dollar buck Come and get fucked up And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty Disappear-pear, in
Verse 5:Bizzy] It's Charles, Bryan, and Steven, Anthony and Stanley Nigga this family in destiny yall the only thugs wit Grammies Mash the gigglin jigglin swervin and ribbonin And
Pray and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Every day, everyday, everyday, everyday And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Still
me and my boys Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got caught Well it's all about his mo thug music Put my name in your mouth and a nigga gon' do
this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished Bone Thugs all tha way 'till tha end, and again, and again, and again and again, don't try ta come
this vision of a mission accomplished. Bone thugs all the way 'til the end, and again, and again, and again, and again, don't try to come between my
and round I see its a small world after all. Cause I go meet and I greet with my fans, smoke a little weed and we can have a little laugh with y'all.
Everybody thuggin' in heaven eternally Everyday the world goes round and round I see it's a small world after all 'Cause I can go met n agree with my fans Smoke a little weed and have a
on, all about that bloody murder Baby Boi Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me Still to this day, it's a struggle Addicted to
t wanna respect me and where I come from I tell a??em they can run on up, come on over and get a??chu some, get a??chu some, some [Chorus - Krayzie &
' daily Good thing Wally see me and Krayzie They would have just left them hailin' And there were shots in the melee It was never to protect myself Little Layzie got 'em baby And
and fucking up blunts It was the 7th sign regime Wid the nines and beams the philly and green Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me Ya couldn't go