[Verse: Bizzy Bone]
I love my children
God can get another divorce, of course baby
Every Goddamn month, as long as I floss baby
I can't even ? , I'm grinding 'bout my business
But I'm taking the Playstation and I'm kicking it with b**hes
Sipping on an Apple Martini on granny's porch
Yeah I called her granny I was an orphan
And I'm back on my ether grinding support on my porcelain
Light on the side of this rocking chair reserved for bosses
Wit' Tip, Black and Milds, we be thinking ?
Back wit' Metacalfe, homie up for extortion, n***a
[Verse: Flesh-n-Bone]
Went away
I contemplated my return
But now im back and here to remain
And make it burn baby burn baby
How ya been? Introduce me to your friend
I see her checking me out
Back on the scene
My demeanor
Finna put these b**hes to the test
Rest a**ured
Measure up to your n***as Flesh
I got a raw state of mind
And that raw state of mind got me on the borderline of doing crime
[Verse: Bizzy Bone]
I promise
Do what I can on my children smoking weed
She got stitches in her face, take a piss like Mami B I'm heated
You'll never see it, that's just the way I ?
Down in Cleveland wit' my n***as no more kids wit' raggedy b**hes hey!
One hundred chemists k**ed the city like Biggie did
Hell yeah I (carried?) with any n***a I kicked it with
E'ry n***a in the hood I protect Pac better than Suge
Puffy is better wit' Big, Bone thugs-n-Harmony stood
Mo Thug is all for the bud, they think Kray k**ed rock
Naw he Jehovah witness spitting on your wicked blocks