Lyrics: Bizzy Bone: The Gift: Schizophrenic
Bizzy Bone
No more Mr. Nice Guy! No more! Won’t be singin’ this shit! I want to do some hard shit!
Yeah
Daddy’s the crackhead
Mama’s just lookin’ for love
Marijuana
Weedman
Lil’ thug
We don’t call him Steven
Breathin’ in the garden of Eden
Eve was corrupted
Body combusted from the flames
Cleveland ain’t give me nothin’ but game
Goin’ insane and it’s rainin’ bloody murda murda
Chillin’ in the gun range
Servin’ on the corner corner
Chop chop
Watch for the po-po
Drop top
Switches on the low low
Your skinny nigga with the fo’-fo’
Make more hot tips like off in Dodge City
Elevation say they ain’t gonna dodge Bizzy
Like my kin folk
In the lock down love
I don’t even budge
‘Cause I don’t know you
And I’m sure to get my thug on ho
Who that baby’s daddy
Daddy is beatin’ your nigga
Where his Caddy is
He probably mad in fact the panic
Profanity
I’m schitzophrenic
How do we manage so frantic and calm
With the bombay sneakin’ on me baby
Chorus
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
(When I bust ’em on down)
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
When I bust ’em on down
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
Bizzy Bone
Lil’ Layzie feelin’ the Ouija
Shit it ain’t easy
Niggas beneath me
Tryin’ to deceive me
Wanna defeat me
Please not even these could keep me
All on the wavelength
Buck to the bang
Why they gotta stay and make me faint
War paint
Walk the plank
Fuck the bass
Smokin’ hay
Me I ain’t no joke
And then some
More dope then you’d ever know
E-I-L-O
Hello
When I’m all by myself let it go
Let it go, let it go
Rollin’ with my posse your way
Hell no
Draped in Versace got me on lock
Did they rock the bells and play
Straight from the glock glock
Lil’ block lay the tears away
And consequences got me drinkin’ free
Yes I’ll pay
And that’s a pain ’cause I was stuck in a rut you’d say
How do we stay in the war zone
Bizzy Bone
Gotta phone and then lay on the floor gone
Goin’ gone
Probably know we read
It’s hard to be in Bone
Here we are
In and out your car and calm
Call me in the 7th song
Regime you can’t go wrong
Chorus
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
(When I bust ’em on down)
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
When I bust ’em on down
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
Bizzy Bone
I see no black queen
Nigga searched it
Then your other boys cursed the term
Run up your weave with one hand
I don’t show no mercy
(Of course)
Who the fuck is a six-six-six
Seven make the mayhem
Start blastin’ on you bitch
I come relentless
Where your killas at
Posted up both of my henchmen
Remember then Twista when you wasn’t aluminum foil
Strive to strike gold
And it might go slightly less dissin’ the loyal
Money say I’m the royalty
Heltah Skeltah and Speedknots
Oh you got lots of shit to say
You better respect me (motherfucka)
Seance and the ambience with the Valium
Buy your bitch from my medallions
While my posse scopin’ you ho’s
Slide my Maserati to that slick bitch
(And that trick bitch)
I’m Ruthless
Bone Thugs (Bone Thugs)
Sign who
Get at ’em nigga
Chorus
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
(When I bust ’em on down)
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
When I bust ’em on down
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
Bizzy Bone
We got it jumpin’ like peanuts
Get up and see us
Fuck up the words to the song all night long
Baby believe us
Damn my man keep bumpin’ my back
Get you some rhythm
Musta just got outta prison
Skippin’ the kid but you with him
Do the walk
Say “fuck the cops”
Give it up some hard times gettin’ in
Welcome to the bar
Baby we thuggin’
Huggin’ this broad
And she rubbin’ on me
Squeezin’ my ass
Better check your pockets
Better not steal my cash
Ask Cube
We be clubbin’ clubbin’ clubbin’
I’m your nigga in a bucket like fuck it
He think he ballin’ in a Mercedes 600
But he wasn’t (wasn’t…)
But he wasn’t (wasn’t…)
Chorus
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
(When I bust ’em on down)
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
When I bust ’em on down
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
(When I bust ’em on down)
In the battle zone
Battle zone
Y’all near the end
Y’all near the end
When I bust ’em on down
In the battle zone
Battle zone
When I bust ’em on down
When I bust ’em on down