to were you can't consentrate. Releasin through were we bomb on hate. Real life comin' at you. Real life shit can happen. Real life talking to you. Now
Real life comin atcha, real life shit can happen, real life talkin to ya, Now holla at me. [Chorus #2: Bizzy Bone & Layzie Bone] We been wheelin n
That's the reason I stay zestin(??), I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting restless Walkin round ready to light shit up, because my life
skyscrapers! [Flesh-n-Bone:] When we put 'em on a level that's if you can deal with! We take it to 'em runnin' nothin' but realness! Surely livin' in the life
tear in her eye, baby don't cry And then she told me all about her church background And how she lovin this life, livin this life Now I think I'm dealin
ta live the american dream When you wanna arrest me And for WHAT BeCause I'm shinning Blinging Mad because I'm rhyming Singing Got too much money Got too many guns Yo pitiful life
(live on) [Krayzie Bone (Bizzy Bone):] It's like I'm going down yeah though the air)young thugs, young thugs, young thugs, my young thugs [x3] [Bizzy Bone
s on 'Cause I got Krayzie and Bizzy Bone without a doubt Wish Bone, and my bigger brother Stan Howse So call your posse You gonna need 'em when the Bone
out here puttin' in work For all of my days that I run this earth I'ma make it count for what it's worth You never know about this life and the type
cash We got females that got it like that The golden childs that bone the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers
new Rasheeds I'ma finish ya, go in brother like Mr. Cee You could find me fucked up like the mice in cheese Life's a B, Bentley and big bills Bottles
And the creation of Hell I stood with my brothers and watched Lucifer fall But now my brothers are not brothers And we have come here where we are mortal
: Brother, stand the pain We' filled with skin, blood, veins, bone, soul and brain There's no room for lack of trust We must just read to act and bust
my life The rest of my life [Verse 1: Nas] LIFE, dead presidents, devilish meant Overthrow king thrones just 'cause of their negligence DEATH, real
me Homicide can't scare me I o-bide by the laws of these streets sincerely, a real nigga The type that can build with ya Verbalize bring life to a still
: Chorus: You're all that I need, I'll be there for you If you keep it real with me, I'll keep it real witchu Loving your whole schemes, it be in there
ya'll was stressed, fam That's why I still love you and Russell still hustle Let's get to pumpin' iron, and flex some real muscle Up in this bitch due
