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[Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X]
There`s always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don`t know, I don`t know)
[Krayzie Bone]
My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don`t want it, who want it?
How could it be mine and I`m still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
But I predicted this endin, back in the day
Cuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
We do but still wanna make the loot
No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard
We all dealt fucked up cards but don`t complain;
just play the hand that you was dealt
You play `em right you prevail - you play `em wrong then you fail
It ain`t hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
It ain`t no love involved - everything we was dissolved
We all hard as one, but together we raw
And there ain`t a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that
Lettin the devil get in, to the pen
Devils pretendin to be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass
Should of stuck the nigga fast
Yeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grass
We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis
[Bizzy Bone - repeat 4X]
There`s always something you got to give up..
If you want everything you want..
[Bizzy Bone]
I was never on some solo shit
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don`t know me, don`t tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
all of my niggaz came to the church
And thanks for comin, I`m still stressed out over the death
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin
But I`m still rappin get it all off my chest
So I came back to the action
When the bird was flyin, low, and laughin
Family bashin `til it just happened
Then Wally passed - and he asked me, Wasn`t it tragic?
Louie askin me if he`ll ever come back so hard
We tell the truth, no use in beatin around the bush
Baby I`m sorry.. it`s alllll in the game
Throwin up blood - fuck it Layz`
Let`s sign our life awayyy..
[Wish Bone]
Now see me? I ain`t givin up a motherfuckin thang
It`s hard to come by - and I ain`t no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
and you don`t want that; neither do I
But I will, I will - cause I`m a hustler, hustler
High `til I die, I`m gon` get mine
Even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fry
Know it`s hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays..
But I`m a hustler just like you, don`t bring that shit my way
[Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone) - repeat 4X]
Well if there`s somethin you can`t give up (would ya give it up)
To get everything you want (I can feel the love)
[Layzie Bone]
Hell naw I`ll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga
Runnin wit niggaz thats killas;
the realest that be shermed out nigga
Spittin my prophecy ain`t no stoppin me
I`m comin through with the motherfuckin shotty
I really don`t wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati
Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I
I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C
Y`all better quit too `fore a nigga come blast you
Blast you - Hit `Em Up like `Pac did
Take `em hostage, terrorize and torture
Your ghetto resource`ll be pay back, pay back
Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla
and bitch I thought you knew
You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
You fuck wit me? I`ma fuck wit you
Beeitch! Like it always be
Y`all bitches gon` have to kill me, feel me!
You gon` have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin
I`m leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs `til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
In the streets gotta get that good life
Sellin that yea up under the street light
