Krayzie Bone & Young Noble – “Heavenly Father” Lyrics

Lyrics: Krayzie Bone & Young Noble: Thug Brothers 2: Heavenly Father

Young Noble

I told y’all we wasn’t playing niggas
Thug brother
Real Talk Entertainment
Yeah

Young Nobe in this motherfucka
Krayzie Bone is this motherfucka
Makaveli in this motherfucka yeah
Eazy E up in this motherfucka
Killer Kadafi in this motherfucka
Hussein Fatal in this motherfucka
Bizzy Bone In this motherfucka
E.D.I. Mean in this motherfucka
Layzie Bone in this motherfucka
Flesh-N-Bone in this motherfucka
Wish Bone in this motherfucka
Outlawz in this motherfucka
Bone Thugs in this motherfucka
Thug life in this motherfucka
Worldwide in this motherfucka
We still ridin’ on these motherfucka

Yeah
Sticks to the plan
Take your loss like a man
I’m forcing these niggas hand
Whenever I get the chance (let’s go)
Taking a stand for everything that I ride for
It’s for my family
Everything I die for
Everything that I seen
Ask em why Lord
They say don’t question God
We born outlaw
We still do this for the honor and respect
The skill that pay the bills come along with the checks
Yeah I’m coming for your neck
If you owe me nigga
Know the words to my songs
You don’t know me nigga
I’m a threat
Labeled a young vet
Twenty years in the game
I ain’t finished with it yet (come on)
We the realist niggas in this
Quiet as kept
I ain’t stopping until I’m finishin’ the mission is done
Stand tall under pressure
I be getting it done
Young Nobe the son of God
Come second to none

Chorus: Krayzie Bone & Young Noble

Heavenly father I’m a soldier
(I’m a soldier)
Gettin’ hotter cause the world’s gettin’ colder
(Getting colder)
Walkin’ around with a chip on my shoulder
(On my shoulder)
Stayin’ down in the trenches ’til it’s over
(‘Til it’s over)
Heavenly father I’m a soldier
(I’m a soldier)
Gettin’ hotter cause the world’s gettin’ colder
(Getting colder)
Walkin’ around with a chip on my shoulder
(On my shoulder)
Stayin’ down in the trenches ’til it’s over
(‘Til it’s over)
Outlaw

Krayzie Bone

Outlaw
Bone Thug
Nigga stay on the move
Shakin’ suckas
Makin’ sure these bustas payin’ they dues
We worldwide
All these motherfuckin’ niggas they loco
Yeah I’m laughin’ while I’m bustin’ at ’em
I’m clearly no joke though
As I empty the clip
Tighter grip on my choke hold
Murda the crooked po-po
As well as my foes
And those who chose to oppose the motherfuckin’ thug
Got a .357 that I bet you won’t show no love
Now watch these pussy niggas prove to be cowards
That’s cause they move like they cowards
You bitches knew that this hour would come
Murder one redrum
Kill ’em all
Got a chip on my shoulder finna set this shit off
I keep my pistol in my holster
Ready to set and dead all
‘Cause I’m a motherfuckin’ souljah
Rest in peace Eazy-E and Makaveli the Don
We gon’ keep ridin’
Make sure they live on
So ride or die nigga

Chorus: Krayzie Bone & Young Noble

Heavenly father I’m a soldier
(I’m a soldier)
Gettin’ hotter cause the world’s gettin’ colder
(Getting colder)
Walkin’ around with a chip on my shoulder
(On my shoulder)
Stayin’ down in the trenches ’til it’s over
(‘Till it’s over)
Heavenly father I’m a soldier
(I’m a soldier)
Gettin’ hotter cause the world’s gettin’ colder
(Getting colder)
Walkin’ around with a chip on my shoulder
(On my shoulder)
Stayin’ down in the trenches ’til it’s over
(‘Til it’s over)
Outlaw

Young Noble

Yeah
Play my position at full attention
I stand firm
We want the figures
But somethin’ niggas they never learn
Every dollar I ever made was a dollar I earned
Middle finger to the system
Watch the bitches burn
Payin’ dues lil’ nigga
Gotta wait your turn
Stay the fuck out my business
It’s none of your concern
It got us dyin’ everyday sleeping with the worm
I’m on my grind gettin’ everything that I deserve

Chorus: Krayzie Bone & Young Noble

Heavenly father I’m a soldier
(I’m a soldier)
Gettin’ hotter cause the world’s gettin’ colder
(Getting colder)
Walkin’ around with a chip on my shoulder
(On my shoulder)
Stayin’ down in the trenches ’til it’s over
(‘Til it’s over)
Heavenly father I’m a soldier
(I’m a soldier)
Gettin’ hotter cause the world’s gettin’ colder
(Getting colder)
Walkin’ around with a chip on my shoulder
(On my shoulder)
Stayin’ down in the trenches ’til it’s over
(‘Til it’s over)
Outlaw


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Lyrics: Krayzie Bone & Young Noble: Thug Brothers 2: Heavenly Father