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[Layzie Bone]
I been stuck in the struggle
And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble
I'm gettin' caught up in a tussle
Instead of usin' my muscle
And everytime I extend my heart to my mother
Caught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustle
Sometimes I sit and I wonder
If a nigga pull my number
If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam'
In this world where nobody don't give a damn
But I'm still a man
Got us all programmed
I'ma pump my fist
I'm stayin' ready for this
And you can put this on Wish
I never seen the abyss
And when I needed a ride
You wouldn't give me a lift
And now I'm poppin' my cris
You niggas all on my dick
I wanna change the world
You wanna change ya life
I wouldn't a put up a fight
If I knew it was trite
They say everything happin' for a reason
Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'
Needin' general assistance
Out here needin' public housing
Out here tryna make ends meet
Tryna get on their feet
But see your brain is so cloudy
And I know what you don't know
You better get on your mission and get down for your dough
See the real niggas ready out here taken control
See I'm screamin' out Mo'
With my pockets on swoll
Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house
Quit bringin' this stress to my spouse
Cause I'm ready for the kill on look out, look out
If you niggas try to run up on the Bone
I'ma show you like this I'ma pull out my chrome
I don't wanna have to send a nigga home
Lord please take me home
Come and take me home

[Chorus]
[Phil Collins]

Take, take me home
Cause I dont remmeber
Take, take me home
Cause I dont remember

[Krayzie Bone]
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home
Please take me home
When I'm lookin' at my money now
Thinkin' back to when I was livin' foul
I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving
Cause I'm nine-to-five
And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind
I was stayin' up, slangin' dubs, hangin' up on the block
Duckin' and dodgin' the cops clocked on the night-shift
Didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto
But we finally made it
Stay dedicated to the music we made yeah
Now it's on Bone Thug
Leave alone, came back the next year
Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the door
And what do you know (Oh no)
Eazy, rest his soul
Left us in the mess, I don't regret it
But we better get up and get it, go
Everythang's gon' wrong
Especially Bone, it never been right
I knew it woulda been on
We woulda been tight
We would of been in the zone ridin' so high
Up in the game five, thugs, lye
See we used to love makin' music
We was always in the studio, groovin'
We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)
But you know I'm goin' through it
And ain't feelin this rap thing right now
They got me trippin' ready to flip
They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips
They got me trippin' loadin' the clips
They trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it right
now (Right now, now, now)

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
I'll never give in
I'll never give up
I'll let 'em live in
They sinnin'
They pretend to be tough (Pretend to be tough)
Pretend to be blessed
They want money and women, it's never enough
They in a rush hope nobody knows just too much
You better be good, you know up in the hood it's so,
we give 'em the dough
Fired out, laughin' up
When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk
And to the grave, I been one of the brave
Not one of the slaves
One of the paid
And I'll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake
On the television runnin' 'round tellin' niggas be
ready for hate
Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face
I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate
Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake
The smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weak
Lost mommy, poppy left home
I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie
Sit list in the back tellin' his selction
His date is probably
Probably my mommy, song
Cryin' for the life of you gone
Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll

[Chorus]

[Wish]
When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong
And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong
We just wanted him to see what we do
You motivated us at the shows we see too
And I really hope u live through what we spit on the song
You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone
Like one said we'll never make it
Like two, thirty mil in they faces
And I really thought it was over
Put us on and you left
Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahs
The music nigga make it back, scandlous
But faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin' now
Gotta keep it comin' fool in my baby's mouth
And things have changed like relationships
Ain't did nothin', now you wanna flip
Suin' people thangs you would've never made on your own
Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood
Bye, think I'm home
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone
You can really help a busta if it ain't ment to be
Wit a little oohwee, wit a little oohwee
I'm tired of tryin' to help these thugs
Lord just guide em' home, guide 'em home

[Chorus]
[Layzie Bone]   I been stuck in the struggle   And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble   I'm gettin' caught up in a tussle   Instead of usin' my muscle   And everytime I extend my heart to my mother   Caught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustle   Sometimes I sit and I wonder   If a nigga pull my number   If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam'   In this world where nobody don't give a damn   But I'm still a man   Got us all programmed   I'ma pump my fist   I'm stayin' ready for this   And you can put this on Wish   I never seen the abyss   And when I needed a ride   You wouldn't give me a lift   And now I'm poppin' my cris   You niggas all on my dick   I wanna change the world   You wanna change ya life   I wouldn't a put up a fight   If I knew it was trite   They say everything happin' for a reason   Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'   Needin' general assistance   Out here needin' public housing   Out here tryna make ends meet   Tryna get on their feet   But see your brain is so cloudy   And I know what you don't know   You better get on your mission and get down for your dough   See the real niggas ready out here taken control   See I'm screamin' out Mo'   With my pockets on swoll   Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house   Quit bringin' this stress to my spouse   Cause I'm ready for the kill on look out, look out   If you niggas try to run up on the Bone   I'ma show you like this I'ma pull out my chrome   I don't wanna have to send a nigga home   Lord please take me home   Come and take me home      [Chorus]   [Phil Collins]      Take, take me home   Cause I dont remmeber   Take, take me home   Cause I dont remember      [Krayzie Bone]   Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,   Home,Home,Home,Home,Home   Please take me home   When I'm lookin' at my money now   Thinkin' back to when I was livin' foul   I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving   Cause I'm nine-to-five   And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind   I was stayin' up, slangin' dubs, hangin' up on the block   Duckin' and dodgin' the cops clocked on the night-shift   Didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto   But we finally made it   Stay dedicated to the music we made yeah   Now it's on Bone Thug   Leave alone, came back the next year   Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the door   And what do you know (Oh no)   Eazy, rest his soul   Left us in the mess, I don't regret it   But we better get up and get it, go   Everythang's gon' wrong   Especially Bone, it never been right   I knew it woulda been on   We woulda been tight   We would of been in the zone ridin' so high   Up in the game five, thugs, lye   See we used to love makin' music   We was always in the studio, groovin'   We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)   But you know I'm goin' through it   And ain't feelin this rap thing right now   They got me trippin' ready to flip   They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips   They got me trippin' loadin' the clips   They trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it right   now (Right now, now, now)      [Chorus]      [Bizzy Bone]   I'll never give in   I'll never give up   I'll let 'em live in   They sinnin'   They pretend to be tough (Pretend to be tough)   Pretend to be blessed   They want money and women, it's never enough   They in a rush hope nobody knows just too much   You better be good, you know up in the hood it's so,   we give 'em the dough   Fired out, laughin' up   When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk   And to the grave, I been one of the brave   Not one of the slaves   One of the paid   And I'll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake   On the television runnin' 'round tellin' niggas be   ready for hate   Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face   I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate   Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake   The smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weak   Lost mommy, poppy left home   I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie   Sit list in the back tellin' his selction   His date is probably   Probably my mommy, song   Cryin' for the life of you gone   Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll      [Chorus]      [Wish]   When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong   And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong   We just wanted him to see what we do   You motivated us at the shows we see too   And I really hope u live through what we spit on the song   You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone   Like one said we'll never make it   Like two, thirty mil in they faces   And I really thought it was over   Put us on and you left   Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahs   The music nigga make it back, scandlous   But faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin' now   Gotta keep it comin' fool in my baby's mouth   And things have changed like relationships   Ain't did nothin', now you wanna flip   Suin' people thangs you would've never made on your own   Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood   Bye, think I'm home   Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone   You can really help a busta if it ain't ment to be   Wit a little oohwee, wit a little oohwee   I'm tired of tryin' to help these thugs   Lord just guide em' home, guide 'em home      [Chorus]
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