[Krayzie]
$#&@ 'em, let the law end

'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in


Nine millimeters, three-eighty's
You're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause I go with plenty artillery
Come and get showed, there'll be gauges and uzis

Let us begin with bullets
Can't none of ya break off a ^!$$%s from prison
And let 'em come with us - retaliation

We come and blast 'em with leather masks on
Let loose


[Wish]
You need beware when your rollin' down the Clair
These ^!$$%s is killas, try to feel us

Thuggish ruggish ^!$$%s from Cleveland
We steadily creepin' on ya
And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep

Ho-check, you don't wanna $#&@ with Bone
Let loose


[Layzie]
^!$$%, bulletproof, if a mutha$#&@a pull it
Then he better shoot

^!$$% never no 9-1-1 to your rescue
Never repsect you, blowin' your chest through
Labelled as a menace, but I'm feelin' it again

And I'm in it to the finish, better check my m !@#*cript
Killa, for realer, drugdealer, little ^!$$%, cap peeler
Bailin' through the Land equipped

When I grips the grip, pump, shot it, shot it
Jump off in my hottie
^!$$% lodi dodi, rollin' through your party

Fin to show you this Mo Thug bomber, yeah

[Bizzy]

When I storm my cause up outta domes, get me, badge
War anytime I roll
Come with the war, then you're gonna get yours

Expect the four ^!$$% ring yo doors
And don't you diminish
Til I finish you with it or you would missed it

On the hit list, couldn't resist it
^!$$%, you risk it, here to stick with it
To the po-po, you know;

Who don't roll in a sixty-fo' Impala go
Lurk, better searchin' all the doors
Runnin' through crouds 'til I get to Mexico

Go, ^!$$%, Bizzy Bone, the story of a warrior with talent
Little Rip gets so sadistic it's story of (story of story of)


[Krayzie]
Killin' for my ^!$$%s steady got up in the pen
Depend on me, let 'em leave

Well, we better flee, set 'em all free, give up the game
But I love the way the thugstas stay
And when our ^!$$%s really get to poppin' at the cops

You'll be lookin' at a hell of a war
Mutha$#&@a done rocked the boat
And we ^!$$% fin to even the score

^!$$% drank to much, took to much
No surrender, no you're never gonna catch me
Never gonna catch me, catch me

I'll keep runnin', I'll keep runnin' for my life
And duckin' bullets while you're tryin' to ruin me
'Quicker the copper

The quicker my ^!$$%s'll pull up and drop ya
We shot ya
We shot ya

Hey, my ^!$$%s boxed ya

[Flesh]

My ^!$$%, we all in together in position for the maulin'
Pac got his got headlight ahead of me
Keep me raw, and $#&@ it, let the law end
Open the coffin, top locked, let the body fall in
Quit doggin' all the juice, runnin' loose for my crew

Oh, what I'm gonna do is take a bite of the forbidden fruit
And never seen us shoot
If I could be the 187 on you
Flesh-N-Bone got the chrome, and it's on
For the next that get wrong

Here's my TEC, and it's on, they they won't disrespect
Then sleep with the rest
Don't even expect, 'cause you ain't goin' home
Who's next? Bring it on, whoever wanna flex
Think it no thang for me get with you

All up in your %#@!, quick when I split up your wig
Your brain gon' hang

[Krayzie]
$#&@ 'em, let the law end

'Cause we simply get the raw end
Coffins open, dump 'em all in

[Repeat to end]