I beatin' you down To survive, survival of the fittest No one can last. I'm beatin' your ass I'm quicker to blast. I'm keepin' The cash including the
trapped wid no way out) Now all ah y'all niggas tough Y'all ready for violence, violence But niggas don't give ah fuck We ready to riot riot When all the smoke clears Y
dough. If you a gansta, let your gun smoke. Krayzie: Took a trip out to Texas and I find real niggas, remind me of mine. A nigga can vibe, 'cause y'
We poppin' all y'all, I'm watchin' all y'all Money ain't a thang I'm gonna get me some Money, I'm gonna get me some Say my nigga y'all, better get your
battle zone, battle zone Y'all near the end, y'all near the end, y'all near the end In the battle zone, battle zone Y'all near the end, y'all near
Bone Thugs they say uh, uh, oh, uh, uh, oh Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish And we can't forget about Flesh y'all And don't forget about Flesh, Bone Thugs y
These motherfucking rocks fat, Hey, at ten 'o clock I don't wanna see None of y'all little niggas up on the motherfucking block Y'all got ta clear this
it Bone Thugs~N~Harmony (Ha ha ha, goddamn right nigga) Ruthless Records What, what rest in peace Little Eazy Godfather Ooh-eee Better call the police Bone Thugs~N
up in the county as soon as I passed out Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's mash out Mo and mo cash for everyone in the room Every homie
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Ayo, we ain't always been accepted like this 'Til a *** got that Grammy, open the door (Listen to the wind blow) Bone Thugs got
Opposition, never survive, when I get done, bustin my rhyme, Imma criminal transformed to a lyrical bad storm, Did I mention my fast flowin, lately its got my cash
M-11 The Feds took from me, and shoot you in yo motherfucking stomach [Chorus: Scarface] You a Snitch Nigga, when you rat on yo friends Bitch Nigga, when you steal cash
{"Testify!"} [Styles P:] Time I testify, listen Why Malcolm get killed by the N.O.I.? I'm yellow but I'm dark for real And why nobody flip when
to New York and watch a door fall down Hopped off the Greyhound, gotta make her way now She's sleeping on the park benches in the playground But cash
O N E Y never seem to multiply for me Not a damn thing movin', no M O N E Y never seem to multiply for me Baby, baby M O N E Y never seem to multiply
and jumpin' out they socks Yes, it's all real (Real) I'm king of the hill (Hill) Call Clark Davis, pack 'em up and ship another mil Told ya last time but I swear y