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  • ***** '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 manuscript
    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 *******t, 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
  • ***** '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 manuscript
    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 *******t, 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