[Verse 1: Flesh N Bone]


We in the last five days of these trials and tribulations
And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken
Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan

We facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared
Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates
Or will I burn off in that lake now,

Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake
How many wait it's too late it's over now
^!$$%s had a lack of faith so life ain't straight, if you incapable,

Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin'
Betta plead to bloody Jesus
Watch how the majesty control it

Don't let it go slow down hold on
Now can I get a witness shout Hallelujah,Amen
I'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya

Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm
I got designed when the world drop dimes
This world you'll fine there's no other like my kind


[Hook: Bizzy Bone]


Code Murder One, Code Murder One,
Code Murder One, Code Murder One
Murder them mo

[4x]

[Verse 2: Bizzy Bone]


If the world should end today!
Fully automatic gunning through it

Gunning thangs, red rummed when strumming pain
Mo murda, I heard 'em holla holla, clock dollas
Swallow me baby cause we balling hollow point tips to the CI

Enemies keep rolling, get 'em off that flaunted fluid
Making me nauseous cautious these ^!$$%s is flossing
My Nina Ross tossed out I'm slaucing

It's for the auction rapper bop the copper got gospel on 'em
Who wanna magnum?
Who wanna tag 'em?

Bag 'em up ain't no problem, baby ((*##$)
Smoked out in high school
Sleeping the fifth grade selling chicken

Gotta get paid we in the kitchen
Cooking up grade and baby go on go grym
Hold on, mother$#&@ing gun

Another fifth took one hood shot she split up
Talking bout the get up for everyone ya lit up and hit up
So huff and make it settle


[Hook (2x)]


[Verse 3: Layzie Bone]

Make me push this panic button ^!$$%

We moving like the Panthers in the sixties
Khaki suited booted my thugs recruited
You wit me ^!$$% you wit me

Millitant minded perfect timing it
Always on the incline ah %#@!
^!$$% that's down for the grind ah %#@!

Keeping real ^!$$%s rewinding this,
Deep in the ghetto in the streets ah Cleveland
We call it thieving mind deceiving

Hear the reasons for hustling season
Bottom line money is power
And the power mean muscle

Money and guns stacked up to the ceiling
^!$$% get down for his hustle his hustle hustle
Now ^!$$% now what ya gon' do when they come for you

Well I'ma tell ya right now what we gon' do
Scream M-O-G and start blasting
^!$$% never did like them boyz in blue

No regards for authorities,
Wanna dump ah ^!$$% up wid the ferozine
Oh you invited to the bloody $$# !@^% scene
Know what I mean you betta get wid the team
Cause this is the soldiers ready for war ^!$$%,

We from way down under ^!$$% been waiting for the day
To let off these rounds it's thunder, it's thunder
Got my mind made up, and if ^!$$%s str8 balling up outta control
Just as those hoes ^!$$% rose
On ah mission tryin' ta get that dough

Separated mine through prose,
Open and close just like a case
Place to place ya feeling ya safe
HB all up in my face,
And it just ain't safe it just ain't safe safe

I'm knowing they want me to catch it in war
Boy boy I seek and destroy any ^!$$% that throw the decoy
See me I'm stacked and ripping %#@!
Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats
Tattoos all over my body 7 on the stomach,

Skull on my chest, Nine millimetre in my pocket
Ready to buck on the crowd,
As long as that one little ^!$$%
Sagging and bragging and talking loud
Talking about he bout it bout it
^!$$% I got yo whole clik

Real ^!$$%s don't run they mouth
Real ^!$$%s make moves and get rich

[Verse 4: Flesh N Bone]

Mobbing in ah Expedition
Thinking of ah proposition

Settle my composition
Feeling relentless $#&@ing up gun condition
Mo murda competition,
How many ^!$$%s on the frontline
Ready for whateva my ^!$$% wid yo tech nine
^!$$% disrespect mine,
How will you lose the chalk

For marrow rip through thine spine
If you wanna listen to what I say
Hey gotta pay intuition,
This ain't no free exploit of an exhibit
Cause, my ^!$$%s, to exquisite
I'm so armageddon, just as my Smith & Wesson
Here's a nice slug for you

And my nitrogen glyc bomb
Can land on them newly morgue
I watch when they all come stormin'
So when my one hit 'em up they fall
Let off wid ah little frustration bust my gun
Bullets haul


[Hook 4x]