[Chorus: x4 Krayzie Bone]
There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But sh** I don't know, I don't know)
[Krayzie Bone]
My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but sh** I don't want it, who want it?
How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely, so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
But I predicted this ending, back in the day
Cause I had visions of bad decisions knew n***as would go astray
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
We do but still want to make the loot
No more united, divided we fall, n***a and hard
We all dealt f**ed up cards but don't complain;
Just play the hand that you was dealt
You play 'em right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail
It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
It ain't no love involved, everything we was dissolved
We all hard as one, but together we raw
And there ain't a n***a that can f** wit that
We split up, we tied up, my n***a whats up with that
Letting the devil get in, to the pen
Devils pretending to be friends
We was taken by that snake in the gra**
Should of stuck the n***a fast
Yeah, that motherf**ing snake in the gra**
We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis
[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]
[Bizzy Bone]
I was never on some solo sh**
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
All of my n***as came to the church
And thanks for coming, I'm still stressed out over the d**h
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsing
But I'm still rapping get it all off my chest
So I came back to the action
When the bird was flying, low, and laughing
Family bashing 'til it just happened
Then Wally pa**ed, and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"
Louie asking me if he'll ever come back so hard
We tell the truth, no use in beating around the bush
Baby I'm sorry.. it's all in the game
Throwing up blood, f** it Layz'
Let's sign our life away
[Wish Bone]
Now see me? I ain't giving up a motherf**ing thing
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no b**h n***a
sh** been in some robberies and walk-bys
And you don't want that, neither do I
But I will, I will, cause I'm a hustler, hustler
High 'til I die, I'm goin' get mine
Even if it mean murder, getting caught, f** it let me fry
Know it's hectic, n***as start sh** nowadays..
But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that sh** my way
[Chorus: x4]
[Layzie Bone]
Hell no I'll be thugged out n***a, turned out n***a
Running with n***as that's k**ers,
The realest that be shermed out n***a
Spitting my prophecy ain't no stopping me
I'm coming through with the motherf**ing shotty
I really don't want to hurt nobody, just k** off Illuminati
f** the D-E-A and the F-B-I
I-R-S can kiss my a**, U-C-P-D, F-C-C
Y'all better quit too 'fore a n***a come blast you
Blast you "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac did
Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture
Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back
Little Lay that, young n***a with scrilla
And b**h I thought you knew
You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
You f** wit me? I'ma f** wit you
Beeitch! Like it always be
Y'all b**hes gon' have to k** me, feel me!
You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grinding
I'm leaving you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the n***a know what the hood like
In the streets gotta get that good life
Selling that yea up under the street light
It's the hood life, don't fight
A n***a want out but just can't get out,
So I guess I gots to face it
All them dreams of having big things, I'm still gon' chase it
[Chorus: x4]
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumping it feeling
Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot
But feeling like Pac, that's what the guy thought
But this sh** don't stop, I send much love to the pop
Dropping this sh** today, we kicking this thug music
Better love us, so when I love smoking buds on the bus
See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
My n***a don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and sh**
My n***as'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters
And cover a snitch all wet
Why the f** could not he write me S-E-T for the second sincerely
We bagging 'em up rolling n***as and throwing 'em in the wasteland
Soldier, told ya n***a we gone have our time
Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee
He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim
n***as pick up another, then they run
But I'm through with the body b**h ah
But when they want it, yea he just in the business
Flesh giving you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring
Young, but them package you'll be impressed
[Repeats]
If it was something you can't give up
Yea I know (Would ya give it up)
To get everything you want
But sh** I don't know I don't know (I can feel the pump)