Layzie
Where you from, nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' Land of the Heartless: five true thugs from the double-glock, [and you fall] ready to pop to the dome. Eternally, it's on. Yeah!
Straight Mo Thug nigga, return from the Clair. Test this hustla--better not dare. We thug on the block, and distributin' llello. Little Layzie be there daily collectin' me bankroll. Rollin' with trues, nothin' to lose, nevertheless ain't about that talkin'. Screamin' out murder, comin' to serve ya, nigga, we told you. Bone be stalkin' sleepwalkin'. #1 Assassin pick up the pump and then causin' the twelve gauge eruption. Let loose with a buckshot blast and Bone up outta the cut, and me buckin'. Eternally here to stay in the khakis suits and the high-tech boots. Oops! I'm comin' with troops. Fools be ready to shoot, collectin' my loot. Blazin' up, burnin' my brain, that's the insane. I crept and I came. Niggas that fell off, they thought they can hang. Gettin' 'em slain, tryin' to fuck with the chain gang. Bang! Straight Land of the Heartless, where the thugs be thinkin' on executions, straight prosecution, Lil' Lay go buck and start confusion.
Krayzie [Layzie]
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. [I swang with a click tight claim.]
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. [Swang with a click tight claim.]
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. [Come swang with a click tight claim.]
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. [Swang with a click tight claim.]
Bizzy
[Pow, now] Come and then fall to me hollow points, now. Pow! Pullin' that body underground, put 'em in the grave, they lay away down. Clair playas, stay down. I'm one of the thuggest muthafuckas in your city in ah me strapped-back ride, ready. Be pap-pap in broad daylight. Chill with me, roll-roll-roll to the Boneyard. Hit that hydro. That's where all we bail, that's where all we sell, where I better keep that high on my mind, fried. Ride to the darkside. Feel the darkness