Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: Guest Appearances: A$AP Ferg: Lord (Featuring Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)
A$AP Ferg
I ain’t never had shit
Not a pot to piss
Window to throw it out of
Sherm got me high
Get your ass in the shower
Took one pull shit told her it wasn’t sour
Hit a double drum chant getting louder
Chant getting louder (louder)
Mulan bitch wanna fuck for an hour
Start sucking dick, bitch, enough of the powder
Come fuck with this bougie nigga
Come fuck with this bougie nigga
High fashion Ksubi nigga
You fuck with them booty niggas
‘Cause you fuck with them booty niggas
Now Fergie all up in your groupie nigga
Reincarnation of Master Fard
Elijah Muhammad reside in my heart
Diss and I’ll blow, and shouts from Allah
Knowledge was born with science young lord
Tripping yourself is no valish young lord
Study your scriptures and follow your God
Life in the trap I know times will get hard
I’ll pick up your life
Just abide by the Lord
Abide by the Lord
Abide by the Lord
Abide by the Lord (Alright!)
Flesh-N-Bone
You ’bout to get it from a general
I don’t know if they can hear me though
Don’t you niggas ever bother tryin’ to see me
I’m a criminal
Oh Lord once he’s in the sight of a scope
I’ma let them have it when I sever
Damn he wants to make me set it off
I’ma bury you motherfuckers without a coffin
Never taking no shorts
We never taking no losses
When you’re dealing with my crew
A$AP, Bone
Yeah we bosses
Anybody with a bone to pick
Now when I level my charge
I’m damn sure to make it stick
You must be looking to suffer
Well I’ma make it quick
Gotta train load of ‘ish that’ll make ya sick
I’m here to wipe ’em out quicker than a pandemic
Bone came original not a gimmick
Can you dig it
Hell yeah they can dig it while I’m sitting on my throne
Steady laughing at you niggas trying to get it (get it get it)
Bizzy Bone
Man I’m runnin ’til the end of this and I don’t give a fuck if I was 86’d
A muthafucka play me like I’m Canibus
I’m ready for the battle like I’m takin’ Diz
I’m never gonna take it in and nobody can break it in
As-salamu alaykum for the bacon and a little bit of coke
I put the cake in and it’s certified dope
Having anything to do with it
We selling every rock that they can smoke
So take a toke and I’ma rake it in
Pillsbury the dough
To the dome like I’m seeking through the soul
Like I’m peeking through the soul
But I’m reekin’ like our reefer
Brother keep up with the go straight to the dro
Creepin’ on ’em
Peepin’ on ’em
Leave ’em in the zone
They don’t even really know
Lookin’ on ’em
Keepin’ on ’em
Takin’ every foe
For the love of the money
I gotta reap in what I sow
But I keep it what I know for the ending of the row
Gotta go
Will I go
When I get it I’ma know to follow my known foe
Know Cali and know Coe
My caliber lock and load
Alabaster box when I cock and I crow
Got a Glock and I’m Bone Thug
Where you wanna flow
To the clock and the time zone
Spirit gon’ fly
All y’all niggas dead to the life force cyclones
Right now when they hydro
What about the well know Cairo?
Layzie Bone
Got ’em stuck in the grave
I’m on the grind full time
Never rest to get paid
A little hustlin’ motherfucka put the brush to the face
I cut the braids
Hit the stage
Now they lookin’ amazed
I went from cookin’ the yay to hundred thousand dollar shows
Got a bookin’ today and I’ma split it with my bros
Gotta get it how we go
Come meet me with the pros
No I’m never gonna fold
Watch the bank account grow
If it ain’t about dough
Then it ain’t about jack
And I’ma take it like I want it
I ain’t giving it back
I get us in with a stack and then I get on attack
I’m like the Tasmanian Devil
Nigga bigger than Shaq
Call the reaper
Get the shovel
I’m a certified rebel
In a league of my own
And that’s a whole ‘nother level
Nothing’s free
I never settle
Keep the pedal to the metal
When them haters in my rearview
Hello hello
Krayzie Bone
Burn
Baby let it burn
Now it’s my turn
I get in a nigga’s system like a hundred vials of sherm
And then I kill ’em with two thousand words in two minutes
You never heard another nigga spit it like my niggas
Yeah but you heard ’em try to get it but they couldn’t get it
Quicker than the realest
Man they thinking they can deal with this and knock me out my rhythm
But I’m never gonna be the fuckin’ victim
‘Cause I’d rather be the suspect
Haven’t I given them enough yet
Can’t they understand they ain’t dealing with a punk bitch
One quick move and it’s murda
And I’ma serve a nigga exactly what he deserving
A$AP
But wait a minute
I’m prolly one of the sickest niggas that ever did it
I’m in it ’cause I’ma win it
I’m a motherfuckin’ lyrical tyrant
Pivotal giant in this shit
And I do way more than just twist the words
You better listen and observe how I rip the verb
Niggas get the nerve to run up on me but my shit’s superb
I’ll probably hit a nigga once ‘fore he hit the curb
So get at me
I’m kinda trigger happy
When it come to shootin’ my gift
I’m like a .44 magnum
Stag one
Backin’ em up
Body bag full of niggas’ wack raps
That’s wack so I’m stacking em up
Kray Jack in the cut
Still got a little bit of murda for ’em
Murderous poet
I create a bloody murda poem
So when they run up on me
Nigga be ready to show em
Redrum redrum redrum redrum rum rum rum rum
Bizzy Bone
Yo, before this project, we’d like to thank the Most High. On behalf of the A$AP Mob, Bone Thug and all in attendance. Knowing that all things belong to those. For the cleanliness and the power, the first in the nation. To prove who they are. Through infinity, through eternity, through time span. Standing, one man, if you hold my hand, hold my hand (Make sure it’s a hand). With all things around me, I will never win. I won’t win with angels, I won’t win with the brothers. I won’t win with Rome, I won’t win with Sodom and Egypt (I keep a corpse close to my home). Let us roll, tell them why we did what we did, if we did. In Jesus name, Amen.