Bone Thugs-n-harmony - Real Life lyrics

[Layzie] Bone Thug Nature, Naughty By Harmony. (Forgive them father they know not what they do) [Layzie] Yea. Treach in the Mothaf**in house. [Bizzy] its time to hittem wit the real sh** (Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone,Bone) [Layzie] Mo Thugs (Chorus) [Bizzy] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little layzies eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money gon' make me Crazy this money gon' make me crazy baby [Layzie] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little bizzys eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money gon' make me Crazy this money gon' make me crazy baby Well i was born wit my eyes wide/ feelin the pressure of livin today now why should i try/ im tired of feelin this pain/ game gon' recognize game/ and any n***a that aint really feelin me is the epitamy/ of what i be doin these n***az is slippery/ if you say history let it repeat itself/ treat yoself dont cheat yoself to a life live low/ watch yo health, better yourself but takes care of yourself/ tellem to s** on these nuts, money dont grow on trees what/ k**ers will stop and squeeze bust/ funny how sh** dont ease up/ strapped wit the heat,lovin the streetz i gota go get it what ever we need/ my wife and my seeds dependin ony me im tryin to be the best i can be/ talk about life, i wont get it twice/ makin this money for me and my wife/ n***az is wana shut me down, what about the kids the kids the kids is great/ watch how my n***a we dominate, makin through were you cant concentrate/ releasin and through em we bomb on hate/ real life comin atcha real life sh** can happen real life talkin to ya, now holla at me!/ [Bizzy] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little layzies eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money gon' make me Crazy this money gon' make me crazy baby [Layzie] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light in trigger treaches eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money gon' make me Crazy this money gon' make me crazy baby [Treach] 20 20 of bottles of bottles of beer of beer on the wall/ 20 20 of bottles of bottles of beer/ now after 1 of the 1 of the dollaz of dollaz happen to happen to fall/ it be click pow click pow click pow, hananana click clack on all yall/ i got my chrome protect my dome, plus my mask n my mic/ i got my own version called the ghetto pa**ion of christ/ n***az feel theyselves too much cant see the sh** that your in/ i wana save all the cheerin but im pissed like urine/ what is telegraphic, tell a spy, tell a lie/ tell the feds the revolution this time will be televised/ i keep it funk f** ya hustla wit a muscly hustla/ thats why my odb be hangin out like rusty mufflers/ don dolla dolla (???) not a nine ta fiver/ i love u boo dont want no mo of that baby mama drama/ haters call me i hated all that try me yeah/ whether ya 40 or faded some hustlers is never faded cmon/ [Bizzy] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little layzies eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money gon' make me Crazy this money gon' make me crazy baby [Layzie] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light in trigger treaches eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money gon' make me Crazy this money gon' make me crazy baby [Krayzie] Hustlin,looks like me livin got me illin sinnin like everyday/ im spendin my time preventin my mind flippin and goin insane/ and now that we comin up on these last days well into the fast lane/ its only contributin to my bad ways/ this aint even my life 'cause i was supposed to be livin forever right here in the flesh/ and not up in heaven 'cause i know god gona make it better/ we runnin around chasin this paper like thats gon save us/ we so caught up in tryin to get famous its a shame but, can you blame us?/ 'cause takin in all these hardtimes keep on blindin our mind/ why we dont wana be like god shoot for stars in the sky/ n***az determined to get rich im afraid gon' loose they blessins/ so the question is, you wana stay alive or try be wealthy for now/ [Bizzy] What are you talkin about, look at these mothaerf**ers in the streets walkin around/ a**ed out, dead-an-widowed, another abandoned house/ they dont know nothin bout random house/ see em all pitiful wit hands out baby girl was rammed out, harmony-harmony, stand out/ sound of bone take em to beverly hills and round off/ ante up rubberband quicker than you can get an ounce off/ uhh,back to the real world were the murderin happens/ its touchin everybody, includin the news and the rappin/ why would i battle but put it nobody blastin/ everybody would only be spittin metaphors put it on jesse jackson/ and you can just ask him the rappin is real/ and you cant turn me down like that im still your child, pac too i got as much pac in me as you got in you/ give em the game, break it down, yall better read the bible dog/ yall better know who wrote the scriptures, yall better protect your soul/ now the bone is finally focused, pay attention to real talkin/ 7 sign mo thug, thug line still shinin on em/ [Bizzy] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little layzies eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money gon' make me Crazy this money gon' make me crazy baby [Layzie] We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little bizzys eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money gon' make me Crazy this money gon' make me crazy baby