[Chorus: Layzie Bone] If you don't stand up for somethin n***a you will fall pray for anythang Anythang anythang anythang (hey, hey, hey young world) Look n***a I'm a product of society, and the Lord blessed me with plenty game Plenty game, plenty game, plenty game (hey, hey, hey young world) You've got to crawl before you walk, if you do dirt then don't get caught Real n***as can't be bought, common sense just can't be taught If you don't stand up for somethin n***a you will fall pray for anythang Anythang anythang anythang (hey, hey, hey young world) [Layzie Bone:] When I wanna get away from my everyday life I just put down my bottles and pick up the mic I'm a soldier with stripes and I do what I like I go straight to the real and don't deal with the hype Too much drama already, while I stay ready I'm down for my business, ain't gotta get ready My lyrics is deadly, time heated heavy My brains is my weapon that's settin us free When it come from the heart dawg No wonder Lil' Lay outsmart y'all With a core by my side I'll be forced to ride Lyrically dearly depart y'all Been rappin since the early '80s Have the soul of my bone, I'm a '70s baby If it wasn't for the music I'd probably go crazy Prayed to the Lord, look what He gave me Streets is shady, music raised me In the hood while I planted my seeds at I'm that, paper chaser believe that Like a rat I'm a be where the cheese at, need that Freeze that, n***a bring the beat back jack! I'm a fiend for the mic, as well as the green leaves Burn up the trees, burn up the stage Let the music take control-trol-trol [x2] [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone:] I said it was written, stick on the mission, milk cartons, I beg your pardon baby I'm a street walker, stalker, in the night still stalkin Harken to the angels and my motherf**in boys Your choice, my choice, Rolls Royce, no noise Run up and they wanna ride, just like I told ya Burn my face with a torch, I'm scorched but never sold ya out The force'll be with you baby like a lantern Say I'm nuts like Planters, God defend you And I'm up, we the coldest in this battlefield, soldiers at minimum Here we go, here we go, yes we sendin 'em Mendin 'em the hospital n***a sleep sleep I say they weep when we weep, kick Layzie in the cheek Lil' Lay, you know we don't cheapen the sound We down, they down, and if you up, these motherf**ers can't clown We gon' stand for somethin and we won't fall for anything Try Lil' Layzie and Bizzy, kiss this pinky ring! [Chorus] [Layzie Bone:] Gotta keep my pistols locked and loaded, and I'm cla**ic like a throwback Livin legends in yo' presense, y'all motherf**ers y'all know that I be down for mines on anythang, your boy Lil' Lay got plenty change That adjust the game, make plenty changes {that mighta hit 'em in ranges} You n***as is strangers I hit from a angle Like Biggie Smalls I'm armed and dangerous Pushin is dead, really them gangstas, don't even say thank ya f** 'em, f** 'em, f** 'em, f** 'em, f** 'em [Bizzy Bone:] Check how we buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em (yeah) Check how we buck 'em, buck 'em I can't remember bein outcasted in December Loc'd out, posted at crack spots, wicked big spenders I know that they wish for me to perish Cause I dropped out of high school with a chase on them j**els with no credits Flippin burgers, I just can't see it I'm a face mo' green with a triple beam in one night, no secret [Chorus]