[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