Lyrics: Layzie Bone: Lost & Found: The Struggle
Cheek Da Freak
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Chorus: Cheek Da Freak
Mama worked her fingers down to the
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Daddy wasn’t there so we was always left alone
Now I’m in my room writin’ song after song
Tryin’ to make it about the struggle
Thinkin’ where did we go wrong
Cheek Da Freak
Mama harvest was workin’
Daddy always was gone
Couldn’t do it alone
Big bro had to sip stones
Page to the forty
It’s fucked up what they did to Mon’
Back in the days
Around the same time
Wrong and on
HC The Chemist
Raised up by a single mother (single mother)
Born in Indiana back when daddy loved her (daddy loved her)
We moved to Money-sota
Now I got 2 sisters
Straight to Ohio
Three baby daddies
That’s a fucked up picture
(That’s a fucked up picture, fucked up picture)
Layzie Bone
Last time I checked
It was me and my bigger brother
We was thuggin’
We was bailin’
We was holdin’ down our mother
Then along came (?)
And all the Bone Thug crew
And all the shit we been through
All the shit that we into
Stick like glue
Pozition
Flesh must be thinkin’ of the worldwide
Fill ’em up
And Wish was be (?) well I don’t feel love comin’ from you
If it’s true
I thought that real examples it be tight as glue
Chorus: Cheek Da Freak
Mama worked her fingers down to the
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Daddy wasn’t there so we was always left alone
Now I’m in my room writin’ song after song
Tryin’ to make it about the struggle
Thinkin’ where did we go wrong
Mama worked her fingers down to the
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Daddy wasn’t there so we was always left alone
Now I’m in my room writin’ song after song
Tryin’ to make it about the struggle
Thinkin’ where did we go wrong
HC The Chemist
I’m on the block in my classics
Skully on to my khakis
Afro too nappy
Shit gangsta rap was my daddy
N.W.A. had raised me with this thug shit that I love
Now I’m on a tour with Layzie
Be the ones I need one hug
Layzie Bone
The harder the struggle
The better the hustle
Leave me alone to piece the puzzle
Daddy where was you
Dreamin’ of the days that we could thug too
I never knew that it’d be days like this
We only ride with killas who was raised like this
Cheek Da Freak
Kurupt more body shots
O.G. showed me how to throw miss
Seventeen-forty-seven
All the way to heaven
Never no ho shit
This new shit kept me focused
When daddy was a rolling stone
Wish I could hug him
Tell him I love him
Now he long gone
Pozition
And even though you long gone
I gotta stay strong
I guess this just the part of life about me bein’ grown
Growin’ up as a kid we never got along
Now I see my kids like I don’t wanna see the same song
Chorus: Cheek Da Freak
Mama worked her fingers down to the
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Daddy wasn’t there so we was always left alone
Now I’m in my room writin’ song after song
Tryin’ to make it about the struggle
Thinkin’ where did we go wrong
Mama worked her fingers down to the
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Daddy wasn’t there so we was always left alone
Now I’m in my room writin’ song after song
Tryin’ to make it about the struggle
Thinkin’ where did we go wrong
Mama worked her fingers down to the
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Daddy wasn’t there so we was always left alone
Now I’m in my room writin’ song after song
Tryin’ to make it about the struggle
Thinkin’ where did we go wrong
Mama worked her fingers down to the
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Daddy wasn’t there so we was always left alone
Now I’m in my room writin’ song after song
Tryin’ to make it about the struggle
Thinkin’ where did we go wrong