Bizzy

Man I can end it with one blast to the brain
What am I thinking?
Suicide could be better for me!
Damn, what am I drinking?
My nigga, that's henessey!
Factions of my body leak into a piece
Turning demons to giggling
Get him some Remy
Now I'm tweaking, ecstacy'd out every weekend
Well why don't you try some PCP?
But the weed was still decent
Aww, shit he's just about seasoned
My liver won't give it up
Your blood stream is immune
Ate up an ounce of toxic mushrooms
Here you need some orange juice
OJ! I hate him (you what?)
but fuck that and pop you one of these valiums I could
He's Satan desciple, he's coming to get you very soon
Satan desciples, he's coming to get you very soon
He can come in the form of drugs
He can come in the form of blood
Krayzie

I'm thuggin off in my house out in Cleveland Weeded, I'm sleepin', P.O.D.'ed
Dozed off, but I was awakened by the
telephone ringin' I picked it up Hello? At first, nobody would answer me, so
I said it again Hello?
Somebody starts breathin' Not thinkin I hung up the phone Niggas be playin'
jokes, I payed it no mind It could've been just
my fuckin' friends/ Then I sat back and closed my eyes No more than 4 seconds,
it rung again Hello?
And why in the fuck is you playin? Somebody yelled out You die! Before I
could even reply some nigga jumped right
throu the window buckin' a pistol/ I jumped out of the chair, grabbed the
bullets on the way to the stairs
Feelin' hot bullets fly over my head Thinkin' for sure that I'm gonna be dead/
Scared? Oh yeah! So I turned around and ran out
the backdoor instead Them niggas was steadily buckin' Whoever was dumpin',
they surely did want me in the red
Continued to fled hit a couple of fences Thinkin' 'bout who could have did
this? Retaliation I'll handle my business, kill 'em
As God as my witness I called up my niggas; they ready for war Kill 'em's the
way that we even the score
If you did not come for war, what in the fuck you come here for
Layzie

Whats understood don't need to be explained
I'm moving silence, too much talking bring them too much pain
And the ends of the violence, better watch out
Cause the man on the roof gotta gun better run and he aiming at cha
Wanna take what chu got, put ya hand in his pock watch out for them body snatchers
And I go deeper, than your average everyday thug nigga
I done met him with the reefa back in the days when I was a drug dealer
Cop with the impossible, get what they said I couldn't do
Got a house on the hill, put a wear couple mill, and I like how feel now wouldn't you
Flesh N Bone

Like TNT, my crew blew up
Nothin' for you, but destruction
Daily kabash, now let me tell you somethin'
If you ain't down with the click, start shit, and I'm dumpin'
Pump, pump with the Mossy shotty
Thought that they got me, but I'm a roll
So dare and step up, with my pistol, grip up
Well, instead, anybody better beware
Don't stare when I'm bailin' down your block
You stop, you look, and then very soon drop
Way back in the day they called me B.B. Rock
I'm tryin' to stop any fools who thought that he was livin'
Turned his back on stacks, to the bloodshed
I stop 'em and make sure they come back
Wish

I see five killa realer niggas ready to roll
wherever I go, true to pull the trigger, smother a nigga, put
'em in a river, we the killas, and that's for sure.
Niggas out there clownin' mine, you can't rhyme, the
style you got is all mine, and when I see you, bitch, I'm
goin' in your pockets double-time, and it's like that,
you don't want that. Come and get some pap, pap. Wanna
sound like-- Wanna be like-- Nigga, we can't have that.