All Original

Krayzie/Flesh:

Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may 
theylay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now.  We'll kill ya, now.

Krayzie:

Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, still thuggin' with 
theroughest
muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they 
stillchillin' like
that?  Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack 
yapaper, snatch
ya?"  No.  I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take 
what'smine,
'cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times.  You didn't 
thinkI'm willing
to find a way to say "Oh, my!" but check it out, though.  I
 donemade
enough money to buy my people a lot of weapons, y'all.  And
 Imade it,
takin' out my weed.  Here, stay high, nigga, for paranoia 
isfactor when a
nigga wanna act up.  Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook 
at my
sawed-offs, and they figure they can try me, like a 
muthafuckawon't
swang back or somethin', or even pull a nine out my jacket,
 andstart
dumpin'.  Fuck 'em.  I think a nigga see us on the video 
andplaya hate
and say that we ain't true to what we say, but, then again,
 whenyou see us
on the street and playa hate, we bang them fuckin' brains 

[webang them
brains].  But then, we switch subject, and fuck with them 
clonesthat suck
the thug dick.  Run around foul, tellin' people we stole 
yourstyle.
Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town.  It's all 
originalwhen it's
comin' from the Cleveland criminals, so here we go.  Got 
agun--should I
buck 'em on down?  Or should I kill 'em when I put 
theinstrumental on?
Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and 
Flesh? I'm
so full anguish.  Gotta style so cold everybody and their 
mamawanna
claim it, but they can't get the hang of it.  Yeah.

Krayzie/Flesh:

Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may 
theylay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now.  We'll kill ya, now.

Flesh:

Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold, I 
chalk'em, coffin
off and they frontin' that time that they shot a nigga 
straightto the temple
done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start 
steadilyfillin', get real
high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and 
again,here to
pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday, so 
say,"Mo," and
it's still this strong to brain.  I hop on the phone with 
thehomies to see
what's happenin' in the hood.  It's all good.  Niggas, they
 thugus,
smuggle, roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' 

sackssellin' for 1ife,
if you pull a (?) off to the fiends, then gank 'em and 
leave 'emhangin' for
the sake of come up, yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya,
 lostit in the
stick up, yeah.  We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it, I
 thank'em, and
hope for respect, 'cause shit, he got sacrificed, my 
snatchin' alife in the
midst of the dark and I sped off with the quickness, 
strikin',send a knife
to the back of a playa hater, hate a thug, and they thought
 thatI bruise
easily.  Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em).  
Most ofwhat goes
around, comes around.  Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even 
thoughhoes
really wanna test us.  To the chest, Flesh buck buckin' 
thisguess with a
gun, a change and a whole new muthafuckin' attitude.

Krayzie/Flesh:

Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may 
theylay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now.  We'll kill ya, now.

Layzie:

Nigga, let me in.  Double glock and never about to change, 
man. To the
temple I aim and claim the game, control.  Fin to rid your 
soul,creep and
roll, put some pressure on these hoes that, yo, they pose 
asfoes, gotta let
'em know.  Got a nation of my niggas out to back me, 
gotanother
nation--killas out to try to jack me.  Exactly, what the 
fuck youthought
you was gon' pull?  Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you

 lose,you lose.
Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction.  They
 downwith the
puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action.  Facts and 
stacks,never will
my mission collapse.  If you really want a thug, then you 
betterpin these
raps, and a I'm a give a little game in this world that we 
livin'in it, sinnin'
in it, and it really ain't free to me.  You get it how you 
takeit, but the
only way you'll make it, givin' peace to the G-O-D, your 
Lord. And it
really don't mean that evil's gonna quit, because the 
hater'sgonna hate,
and then the real--it's gon' feel, but I bet that after all
 ofy'all fall that the
faker's gonna perish in the fire pit, and you know when 
I'mrollin', I'm
equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam, 
and Igladly
put it on ya from the land of California, leavin' all of 
y'allgoners, if you
know what I mean.  Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in 
theLexus with
K.B.  We gonna take a little journey around the world and 
seewhat we
see.  Any y'all niggas comin' with me?  So, come on.

Wish:

Lately I've been here and kill 'em, feel 'em niggas wanna 
bitethe Bone,
bite the Bone.  Didn't a muthafucka say I'm wrong?  Well I 
getdown for
mine, for my nine and blow.  We shoot 'em up, buck.  
Yeah,strange we
erupt on playa hation.  Anybody hatin'?  Erase 'em.  And 
biters,everytime
I see you on T.V., it makes me feel good, 'cause I know we 
run upon

you, you'll see we, we gotta get paid good.  Nigga, don't 
shitcome for
free in this land of poverty, Bone in harmony.  We hungry. 
 Sinceit's all
about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money.  
Don'tgather the
fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz, 
should I1et 'em spin
on all of y'all, should let my 20s spin on all y'all 
haters? Everything we
write, I swear, it's all original.  Niggas mad at Bone 
because webe all
original [all original].

Krayzie/Flesh:

Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may 
theylay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now.  We'll kill ya, now.