Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Art Of War: WWI: Family Tree
Krayzie Bone
Yeah
Come on
Come on
Come on
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
This is my family
This is my family
My family
Layzie Bone
Lord help make up my mind
Which way do I turn when there’s so much stress surroundin’ me daily
This world’s so cruel and shady
And I really do miss my baby Babi Boi
Oh boy
Me and your bigger brother
We keeps it realer
You’ll always be our little nigga
And I know your mama miss you
Picture the day when I get my callin’
but until then I guess I’m stuck
Oh fuck
Let T know I miss him much
When I get to heaven Babi Boi
What’s up we can ride and roll
I know without those po-po trailin’
Bailin’ all the way to heaven
bet you that’s a promise
Comin’ with the bombs
Niggas can’t test us
Creep defeat is all you’ll meet
Rollin’ with the niggas that pack The heat and a sack of weed Straight outta control
Testin’ souls
Hoes niggaroes
Playa haters and the po-pos as well
If we could (?) everybody mean (?)
Am I livin’ in Hell
Nigga really can’t tell
So I prepare for the worst
And hope for the best
And the rest is written
Some wanna treat me like I’m forbidden
But I’m just lookin’ for the shit that’s hidden
Could I be
Come a little bit closer
why you cautious when you approach us
Is you scared of the fact we souljahs
Mo Thug Records fin to take shit over
Under my halo pray more say Mo Thug with love to the depth that game goes
Die all of you hoes foes and you po-pos
Nigga better roll or get rolled over
We shuttin’ shit down
And you know a nigga love to get buckwild
Pop
Come fuck with me now
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
This is my family
This is my family
My family
Bizzy Bone
Thug lovesick
My hood is in drug prison
The end is my mission
We heatin’ shit
Why vision
Been crooked since the beginnin’ of my endin’
I went in my Benz but why’s my mind spinnin’
And then I’ll say hey fuck ’em
My family ain’t livin’ for nothin’
But strugglin’ was one of the reasons I’m thuggin’
And steady stayed hustlin’
Where was my lovin’
Somebody tell me somethin’
Good for nothin’
If I give you one of your (?)
Will you buck it all up for the love or lust
Hoes I loves you so
But unlike my friend you’re just my foe
Peace ’til the end of the road
That’s where I’ll go
But no nigga don’t lose your soul
But it’s so cold
Trust in mine
All right then we can roll
Roll…
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
This is my family
This is my family
My family
Wish Bone
Was you too young
Mama and daddy
When you laid down and had some eggs
And I remember y’all breakin’ up
And shippin’ us off back to the Land
Damn what went wrong
Was it me
But I ain’t mad at you ’cause outta all this shit
I got 2 sisters and a brother
And I learned to harmony
On the streets of the Clair
That’s where I’m from y’all
On the streets of the Clair
That’s where I met Mo Thugs y’all
Oh shit
Time to be a man
Gotta get out the house
‘Cause I stand Mommy’s man
He talks with his hand
Come come creep on the streets with me
This where I learned how to sell drugs
It’s where I learned how to pump slugs
It’s necessary necessary for me to get down for mine
So I creep and I grind
Knock knock kickin’ down doors
Kill a nigga
Sleep
Give it up when you die
And I know that shit was wrong
But don’t blame me
Blame the thugsta in me
‘Cause that’s where that shit comes from (comes from)
Bloody redrum
Nigga we nothin’ but survivors
Rest in peace to the gauge
They collide with us
We survivors
That’s why we be
Chorus: Krayzie Bone
This is my family
This is my family
My family
Krayzie Bone
Get ready to duck bitch
Or get fucked up boy
Don’t fuck around and get zipped in a body bag
Off in a grave and your brains’ll be hangin’
Damaged bodies dragged off
Everyday we see more niggas hatin’
Fakin’
Playa hation
That’s gettin’ contagious
Why do these niggas think they can break us
When I grab my pump y’all niggas better try to grab what’s left of your chest
Niggas be talkin’ and then they get caught up in shit
Now meet them faces of death
We let ’em keep talkin’
And they dogged us man
It’s all the same
But what do we gain by giving you niggas fame
So we let the records show
The forty-four mag’ll tag ’em
Stack up them niggas who try to compete with platinum
Harmony callin’ me
Follow me down to me corner
Slip up and your gonna get blasted
What do you wanna test me for
Jealousy
Nigga drop
Nigga we bet you plottin’
That’s why them triggers be cocked every time
Shoot ’em ninety-nine times out of a hundred
We gon’ hit somebody
Somebody gon’ take a strippin’ yeah
Y’all niggas get carried off with the bodies
Mo (mighty) y’all find us smokin’ that grass
Nigga pass the pump
Hey Rip he takin’ a loss and wakin’ up in that coffin
Oh nigga that’s why all of these playa hate us man
But when we come they run
But we’re gonna catch ’em
And one day God forgive me
I don’t know what got in me
But pin me they’re gonna all fall down
Way down face down
Ain’t got nothin’ but love
Still niggas wanna test my nuts
And nigga you know that
(that, that, that, you know we didn’t know that, that, that)
So nigga you know that
(that, that, that)
Them thugstas niggas
(I figured you’d know that, that, that, that)
Stay strapped (strapped)
Won’t hesitate
(You niggas should know that, that, that, that)
To bust back (yeah, yeah, yeah, my niggas they know that, we know that …)
It’s nineteen ninety-nine
It’s almost nineteen ninety-nine-ty nine
-ty nine-nine-nine-nine
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