Battlezone
Krayzie and Bizzy
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Bizzy & Krayzie
Pick up your wings and prepare them for flight.
(Bone Thug soldier, soldier)In the battle zone, in the battle zone
Bizzy & Krayzie
Swing low sweet chariot comin' forth to carry me home...
I look up the Jordan and what did I see? Comin' forth to carry me home
Listen to my battle cry (Get up c'mon c'mon in my battle zone...my battlecry)c'mon c'mon
Bizzy
Where to? Look out for Cali/ They drew my picture with Bob Marley/ They probably want to kill me
Will I die in 1999? Smokin' phillies/ Bizzy the kid was bustin' in the ceilin' in my gig claim
Kickin' on somethin' N" dig this/ Got to seal it catch N' don't let go wretched in a fro'
Bone watchin' for the po-po/ Roll over like or roll get over/ Wave my 4-4/ I gotta stand it's
Turnin' to a jungle
(free baby) Comin' out a 4 door Benz N' I spend but not for show
No, no, don't spend a lot, contend with men/ Lookin' at my watch like a meal ticket/ Raise the glock
They couldn't pin it, then I sent it from the car; Absorb you soul of course/ Praise to the pharoah
Murda Mo' currently I heard it lowered return it and burn, when our niggas still shermed out
Courts adjourned out, courts adjourned out, Rest N' burn
Layzie
I can't sleep at night, cuz I lay in my bed and I be tossin' and turnin' tryin' to avoid
My dreams/ And I can hear the niggas they lettin' of the lead around the corner; got me feelin'
Paranoya like they comin' for me and I be clutchin' my heat/ Got me pacin' back and forth
So much shit on my mind, so many thangs to do/ So lil' time a nigga really got to do it in, man
I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots/ From the minute a nigga step outside Nina
Ross on my hip and I gots to pack one/ Just like lil' Eazy E told you N' me "Nigga, never leave
The house without packin' a gun" and that's real/ Nigga, for the dollar bill niggas'll holler
"Kill, kill" and 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 is takin' shit for granted and that's wild
Nigga if you see a fool pic a fool rght out the crowd and hit him dead in his mouth bein' loud N' wild
Shit is real; Ain't none of that elastic faggot, rubber band plastic shit/ Mutherfuckers in the
Battle zone blastin' shit put in matchin' shit straight out gassin' shit
Krayzie
Hell yeah, it's just the same nigga runnin' with the AK47 bustin' niggas in the belly/ Give the
Mutherfuckers more than just a headache/ Get back at the nigga faster than Fed Ex; they runnin'
Retreatin' screamin' "Mayday"
(Goin' down) Now why the fuck is niggas tellin' lies N' rumors; Talkin' about we
Split up cuz I see Krayzie Layzie Bizzy Wish Flesh/ Niggas really need to shut that shit up/ If a
Mutherfucker really wanna rumble/ We can tumble/ We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is "block the pass" We strike him out; Hit the goal; Make the quarterback fumble
Strategize/ Nigga hatin' all of mine we see 'em hit 'em then you die/ I never keep my enemies close
Cuz I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope; That's close enough/ Leatherface'll fuck a nigga up
And smile N' hit him with the milimeter and I show a bitch, kill a nigga/ See me drivin'
Bitch c'mon and try to rob me/ I'm willin' basically go get lit up; Get up off me baby
Baby, keepin' on comin' there's gon' be drama/ I'm tellin' you niggas you better not fuck with me
Cuz I ain't the quiet nigga that I used to be; They got an image of a nigga' attitude
Nigga sick of bein' humble now I'm lie "Fuck that, I got to get mine" You try to show a nigga love
But fuck that, it ain't no love cuz in the game you get fucked everytime; Got this feelin' 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 c'mon man
If any one of you niggas got any problems/ Thinkin' you tough and you really wanna solve 'em
Don't ne mumblin' speak a lil' louder/ Why you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
Then we run it up in you/ Now he feel us? Who the realist? The Bone Thug killers if you see any
Objestions, nigga, deal with 'em/ Realer than a mutherfuckin' punks talkin' bout they thugs
Steppin' all on the bandwagon/ Wanna be like us? Wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns? Thugged out with
They pants saggin' they actin'/ And when it's really time to show some tactics the niggas don't have it
We murdered they asses; bastards/ Put 'em all in bodybags N' caskets; Drop 'em in the river
Splash that ass cuz when we clash ain't no comin' back/ Huntin' niggas from the path
We gon' settle this shit right here; Fight to whoever gets blood spilled first/ Who will
Be the nigga ridin' away in the hearse/ Not me, I'm determined to wake up steady livin'
In the mornin' you feelin' me? Quicker than the quiet damn missle; Haters'
Directly in the middle, right between your eyes/ Do it; Make sure a nigga die
Shoot a couple more times N' 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...
Writer(s): Lenton Hutton ("lt"), Byron Mccane ("bizzy Bone"), Stanley Howse ("flesh-n-bone"), Steven Howse Layzie Bone), Anthony Henderson ("krayzie Bone"), Charles Scruggs ("wish Bone)"
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