Made by the, ah, Flesh   (Flesh, Flesh, Flesh, Flesh)   (The Flesh, the Flesh)      Slowly, slowly, seep inside you, open up wide   Deep in your mental, Flesh'll get you mesmerized   Must I force you to realize eyes, they crazy by the Flesh   And it be test or tried, even if they   (Gonna fight)      And the Afta Maff, when I'm on, go on home   It ain't shit, thought you knew me 'til I made it know   Nothin' to pick up the gauge, explosion, blown   Contend with the fifth dog   Never could anyone check how I'm servin' for the C L E      Get took to the streets and the thugsta down on the St. Clair   Hit up ya S C T, when I'm hangin', swangin' with the G's   Give each other peace, pass around my fifth of rum   Everybody talkin' shit and steady reminiscin' on back in the days      How we used to roll bankroll fold   Nigga makin' his money, daily double   It's the reason why you're countin' stacks      If a psycho [unverified], gonna break lose   Nigga test and come rippin' through the tracks   They packin' a gat and you're not just in case of a jack   If you didn't you done, snatched      In a little while no daylight, won't be fun   No wonder if you slippin', you hung   Some run, tryin' to get away   Say can't escape from a thugsta trailer   So many victims, had to leave 'em, for yellin'   (Smellin')      I kill 'em and hop in the smug   Start bailin' back on the strip by twelve   Might as well, set up shop 'til them coppers come up   Tryin' to raid off my organization, runnin' shit all through the nation   Just thought he would straight up try to set up the mission that me on      Made by the, ah, Flesh   (Flesh, Flesh, Flesh, Flesh)   (The Flesh, the Flesh)      Hold still, bitch, if you slippin'   You bet he's gon' chalkin' 'til the reaper stalkin'   Sneak up, caught a nigga flossin'   Drop the money, jewels, keys [unverified] please      Be and you all tossed in a coffin   Takin' a loss and I'm the [unverified] me often   Never needin' more time, wastin'   Makin' good in it for the love of mo' money, man      Bang no' brains, take it you should've listened to us   Down up for my thang, insane through the Flesh reign   And niggas ain't up on my level   Devil took the niggas that battered me, stayed in the grave   Gravedigger be snatch my shovel and all the dirt, it ain't no worse      And I curse only person they done with the click so murda no' hurt   Niggas comin' gunnin', [unverified] bullets all   To spit your shit, quick, your slain   Bang, muthafuckas on top of the hits      We done hittin' 'em for hire, gettin' the job done right every time   Some nigga want to get his contract expired   Never get tried of buckin', niggas keep on testin'   They killed and really makin' my day   Clench with an A.K., baby, don't play   Wanna fuck with my pay? I gotta go blow his ass away      He tried to fade me, that niggas No.1 flip artist,   One of the hardest thugs in the land   Bringin' you the shit if you lookin' to start it   And I'm a finish any problem, solve it   If you gonna cause it, you'll be taken care of   And I know that you're scared   That my niggas'll hunt you down 'round, ready, 'round      Made by the, ah, Flesh   (Flesh, Flesh, Flesh, Flesh)   (The Flesh, the Flesh)      Better clear up the way up, my warpath   Now the madman done blasted up out of the cycle war   So they labeled me 5150 , you wanna fuck with me?   Better pray to my Lord, I'm gonna tortune, body run, scorch      Not one of my enemies gonna survive   Died in the holocaust, caught in destruction   Buck 'em all, fried alive, takin' my time   Lookin' 'til I find and hide away sneak attack on after midnight      Gettin' high, wait until the clock strikes sound   Never no light in sight, get 'em up and lie down   Niggas runnin' up quick and so bring the soldiers   Then I'm a take 'em into the darkness   [Unverified], leave alone when they roll hime in the heartless      It's wicked by farthest, fuck with it   We are Mo Thugs, packin' two glocks for the war   And it's on with mighty, mighty, warrior soldiers   No love for the bustas, keep in playa hatin'      Study, then bite our style, always down with the army   We stand alone, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony takin' muthafuckas out   When they get too foul in the mouth   Check many niggas with a slug in they chest   The they lay in a puddle of blood   When they layin' to rest, that's for fuckin' with Flesh      Even if a nigga put on a vest, then I might aim for their dome   Gotta get 'em dead for sure   So don't try to play when the people get slayed away   Eternally Flesh here to let ya'll know      Made by the, ah, Flesh   (Flesh, Flesh, Flesh, Flesh)   (The Flesh, the Flesh)