[Thunder.]

Bizzy:

I'm sendin' a message to warn you imposters, all hatin' in mybusiness,
when I see you I'm a drop you. Get slugged and get drugged, myniggas'll
hustle to pay the judge. Got you, when I spot I should pop you,even the
boss was tellin' me not to, but I won't stop until they get shot,when they
get out the hospital, I bet they shot, too. (Your last won'tgreet him) and
they got better walkin' and we even, when I leave and flees toCleveland,
now, murder 'em and rest in peace and good-bye, we're shuttin' itdown,
and yo, we're proud of niggas from (?) that's playin' our sound,we found
your town, now is you ready for the war? Cry loud and go. Anyand all
niggas'll fall off in they sleep, and even the foes, and orderthem hoes
gonna be flee, bitch, fuck with me and it's either my littlealiens, yeah, we
come to your city and really put it on down with the pistol canyou feel
me, feel me?

Layzie:

They be biters, dope-style takers. When I see you face-to-face,my nigga,
I'm a treat you like a hater. You niggas ain't Bone, you clone,you
wrong. What the fuck? You niggas ain't thinkin', "What's the
consequence?" Now I'm 'bout to get real deadly, ready for thewar, when
we just start bombin' start. Tryin' to cop my click? Hell no,real raw,
y'all niggas thought this was a game? Now, it's time to make youfeel the
pain. Wanna test my everyday thang? I aim straight for yourtemple. It's
really that simple when I seen it splatter. Had I even killedone of you
clones, then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter. Scatter,run for the
border. Your career is gettin' shorter. Nigga, better hide'cause I already
warned ya: Mo Thug Records' takin' over. I told ya. Soldier,man your
post. Better cover your coast, and lock all entries. If one ofmy sounds
is off in your town, niggas is goin' down by the means infantry,instantly
fin to be World War 3 if you fuckin' with my family jewels, youfools.
You niggas break golden rules. Gotta walk the walk in your ownshoes.
Bone thugs-n-harmony, them niggas goin' platinum everytime. I'mready
to ride. You ready to ride? It's do or die, then, nigga I die. I jumped in
my five-double-O. If you got it, better flaunt it. I'm a dropthe top, and
lock the locks, and cock the glock, it'll make you want it. Comeget it,
and while you're rappin' on your song, just remember: nopretender,
bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!

Krayzie:

I hope you [you . . . ] realize that you ain't Bone. You ain'tBone.
Why don't you [you . . . ] realize that you ain't Bone? Nigga,you ain't
Bone.
Ring the alarm [ring the alarm] to let 'em know that we'rechargin'.
Clones pay.
Come on, now, ring the alarm [ring the alarm] to let 'em knowthat we're
chargin'. Clones pay.

Bizzy:

Straight from the corner and I'm a thug. All my diamonds, I betyou
wanted to stop my shinin'. Didn't we warn you, nigga? The sign,see
blinded. Run, but they findin' me in mine (?) and critical witha pistol,
with pistols, feel the verbal'll serve you, heard my words aresatanic and
wishful, then see you all get pissed off, my generals need no(hearse), we
need a (?) fifteen, twenty glocks with beams and TNT. Nigga,roll with
me. Burial, fuck the world when I deal, hope I repent, 'cause ifthe world
(?), it just might catch me up in heaven. But I'm a work thisearth 'til it
hurts, gotta done make the worse all the way through trial, I'mback in the
court for some dirt. Bring 'em off soil, they wait for alarm, Icurse that
silly-ass bitch said I stoled a purse and at them bullshitawards, but they
told me I stole beneath of my shirt, and it makes me sick, evenRipsta's
sistas plus family understands. Fuck with it, put it on yourGrammy,
even my mammy's scared to tell and deep in my mind, devil seepedin',
scary, stay wary and carry on, promise to burn me, never bury,and hurry
if you ain't Bone.

Layzie:

These niggas wanna erase me, 'cause they can't face me. Crashcollide
with the niggas that hate me, fuckin' with the real, y'all seehow the fake
be, duckin' the cut, tryin' to look for safety. Make me reachfor my
pistol, and pop it. Niggas gon' pay on the day that I spot him. Toss him
in the trunk of the Caddy all the way to the rodeo, killin' all
carbon-copies. I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe indeed. I grieve for
the war. What's next? It's all about respect, bitch-nigga, I'ma get that
shit, if I don't get nothin' else. To the end, I'm steadyflippin', fuckin' the
world 'til they give Bone props. Nigga, you got knocked onblocks with
rocks, beat down by the cops, and it still don't stop. Glock-glock, I'm
grindin', steadily climbin' to the top of the charts, where youwanna be.
Off in my prime and all about timin' as I look at my shit andmake
history. No mystery, mistook, and nigga, that eight-timeplatinum real.
How do you feel, to the thugs appeal? Make nigga wanna soundlike
Bone for a record deal. Shoulda kept it real and quit frontin',nigga, go
round-for-round with the best. Nigga, step up and meet yourdeath,
fuckin' with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh. Yeah, it'sall about
survival of the fittest, and it's on. Nigga, realize or you die,you bitch-ass
niggas ain't Bone [Bone, Bone, Bone.]

Krayzie:

I hope you [you . . . ] realize that you ain't Bone. You ain'tBone.
Why don't you [you . . . ] realize that you ain't Bone? Nigga,you ain't
Bone.
Ring the alarm [ring the alarm] to let 'em know that we'rechargin'.
Clones pay.
Come on, now, ring the alarm [ring the alarm] to let 'em knowthat we're
chargin'. Clones pay.

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