Bizzy (Krayzie)
  Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly
  (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah)
  In the battlezone,the battlezone
  (Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug)
  Swing low (swing low)
  Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)
  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
  Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)
  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
  I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see)
  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
  (What did I see,what did I see)
  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
  (Listen to my battle cry
  Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)
  Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone
  (Listen to my battle cry)
  Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on
  Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)
  Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on)
  Have me come for
  
  (Bizzy)
  One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
  They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
  Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
  Kickin on somethig and dig this
  Got to feel it catch and don't let go
  Wretched in a fro
  Bone watchin for the po,po
  Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
  I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)
  Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show
  No no don't spend a lot contend with a men
  Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
  Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it
  For the cops absorb you soul of course
  Praise to the pharoah
  Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn
  When our niggas still shermed out
  Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned!
  Rest and burn!
  
  (Layzie)
  I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed
  And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams
  And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner
  Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me
  And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth
  So much shit on my mind, so many things to do
  So little time a nigga really got to do it in
  Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots
  From the minute nigga step outside
  Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one
  Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me
  Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun
  And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
  Niggas'll holler “Kill Kill” then start flexin
  When the shit poppin' off in my direction
  Nigga got a 17-shot for protection
  Life ain't no joke
  Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul
  Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd
  And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild
  Shit is real
  Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit
  Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit
  Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit
  
  (Krayzie)
  Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
  Bustin niggas in the belly
  Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache
  Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx
  They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down
  Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?
  Talkin about we split up
  Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
  Niggas really need to shut that shit up
  If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble
  We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
  The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out
  Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize
  Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine
  Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die
  I never keep my enemies close
  Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope
  That's close enough
  Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile
  And hit 'em with the millimeter
  And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin
  Bitch come on and try to rob me
  I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up
  Get off of me baby (baby),
  Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)
  Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me
  Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
  Look how the haters give a nigga attitude
  Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine
  They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love
  Cause in the game you get fucked every time
  Got this feeling inside my bloodline
  Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction
  Blastin' like a madman
  Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action
  Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on
  If any one of you niggas got any problems
  Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em
  Don't be mumblin speak a little louder
  While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
  We'll already be up in you now hater feel us
  Who the realest The Bone Thug killas
  If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em
  Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs
  Jumpin all on the bandwagon
  Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
  Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'
  But when it's really time to show some tactics
  The niggas don't have 'em
  We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets
  Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass
  Cause when we clash ain't no comin back
  Huntin' niggas from the past
  We gon' settle this shit right here
  Fight to whoever blood be spilled first
  Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?
  Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you
  feeling me
  Quicker than a clocked damn missle
  Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye
  Then we makin' sure that nigga die
  Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)
  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
  Nigga we ride out
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