[Intro - 2Pac]
^!$$%, we doing this %#@! from Cleveland to L.A., ^!$$%
Whatever you ^!$$%s want, we bringin' it!

Thug love, ^!$$%. (*##$! What time is it? Yo, I don't give a $#&@ where you lay at
^!$$%, it's time to slay these (*##$-made ^!$$%s!
[Bizzy] Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us!

Pac Pac run with us. Pac and RIP with thug love
[2Pac] They ain't even knowing what type of ^!$$%s we is
Where my thugs at? Bone thugs-n-harmony

I know you ^!$$%s been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, ^!$$%. Here it is. What you gonna do with it?


[Bizzy Bone]
Well, it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson

You taught me to pull out my Wesson you bought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me, cause all we

Wanted was harmony, been bombing em
Yell up out of my ghetto, I won't settle, get on my level
They can't stop me and pop me

^!$$%, they got me? $#&@ no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic, and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em, and you don't really want it

Cause they're cornered, and I'm want 'em to not jump
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test, bullet, yes, declare war

Roll, I'll flow when I get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a ^!$$% with mine

$#&@ them ^!$$%s, it's on
All y'all fall! Bizzy getting (*##$es to test me
Bless the floor, and any attempt to arrest me, stress me

Lord, looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow, follow, my kids!
No, don't sin in my steps!

Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the reach, I'm alone. ^!$$% believe
That I can see it, if needed, and if you really with me

And well then let it be, get the greens and we running up over Cleveland

[2Pac]

Ha, ha! What's poppin', ^!$$%?
Put your mutha$#&@ing hands on your strap, ^!$$%
Thug love, ^!$$%. Yeah, we can do this like gangstas and slug it out

Or do this like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me, ^!$$%, you better kill me!
Thug love, ^!$$%. Thug life, baby. Thug love


I probably be punished for hard living
Blind to the facts: thugs is convicts

In God's prison. Hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me!
Police be rushing when they see me

I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted, live on T.V
Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name!
We all gonna die. We bleed through similar veins

Please explain to me, now. Don't panic when my guns burst
Heard the last jam, ^!$$%? This one's worse!
My ^!$$% Bone held the chrome 'til I came home

Thug love players tell these (*##$ ^!$$%s "bring it on"
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my ^!$$%s clean up some ^!$$%s no longer breathing

Now, who do you believe in? Hit the weed and breathe
It's a cold-ass world; ^!$$%s kill you in your sleep
Watch me until they stop me, bury, murder me or drop me

I got thug love for my nationwide posse. Feel me!

[Layzie Bone]

Little thug from the Land, ^!$$%, never ran
Mutha$#&@as out to get me. They don't understand
It's the #1 ^!$$% out with a nation of ^!$$%s

Down to put it some work and do some dirt
$#&@in' around with the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow down the road, we stroll to meet karma

Everything I do, it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my armor, bomb ya!
So quick to test us, ^!$$% wanna crash me, eat dust
For the love of the lust, ^!$$%s busting on us
Hit 'em up with the buck, 12-gauge eruptions!

It's the Art of War, putting ^!$$%s on the floor
When I'm coming through the door, bringing nothing but terror
Causing much pain to the ^!$$% that dared us
Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. Paired up
With a ^!$$% like Pac, and a ^!$$% like me: gotta stay high

Thug luv 'til I die, keep my prayer to the sky
But I'm still in the hood, smoke and fry
So I beg the Lord save us all: escapers of misery
Bless my ^!$$%s in penitentiaries, soldiers of the century, yeah


[Krayzie Bone]
Here to get it, told my ^!$$%s they need get the hell
Down with the dirt, and we don't $#&@ around
Buck a couple a rounds, and if your passing through
Then hit the ground and don't get caught up in the crossfire, ^!$$%

Artillery thick, and you don't wanna get to $#&@ing with this
I'm straight devil, not a punk and pretend
I reload, buck a little mo'
Flee the scene 'fore the po-po even know
"So, who ya looking for?" They don't know!
A motha$#&@a with a leatherface

Hey, man, she said I ran this way, said I ran that a way
Ya'll hoes'll never know because I got away
A criminal mind to keep a ^!$$% on the level
Sometimes I get high and !@#^yze your crime
Correctly organized and with results, you'll be surprised

[Wish Bone]

Oh, ^!$$%, can you feel the vibe? We can ride
Playa hating ^!$$%s, you got to die, it's only right
It's over with Bone, better leave it alone
Mo Thugs come crack their $#&@in' domes
Still in the hood, where the thugs play
$#&@in' with nothing but thugs, mane
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses

We cracking them domes around my way
Give it to 'em on another level, ^!$$%, get a shovel
You can dig a hole; (*##$es is dead!
Infrared to your head. You can beg, you go fled
But still gonna bleed bloody red
$#&@ with mine, we'll be seen in the moonlight
Cause we out riding, looking for you

Better run for cover, ^!$$%, duck!
We about to bust. Strate got the infrared, put it on his forehead
Makes a move, send flowers straight to his home
Put a card in the mutha$#&@a, send it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong, now he long gone

[Outro - Bizzy]

Pac Pac run with us, run with us, run with us!
Pac Pac run with us! Pac and Rip with thug love