(Chorus)    Sit back, and let this thugshit, Clog Up Yo' Mind (x3)       [Krayzie]       Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't fuck wit' nobody    I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast?    Ain't time ta take ta quicken put to derail my thugs    Well I might be Krayzie, civilized, I cruize in my Mercedes    as ah bye-bye, nigga feel tha Bone, now spray, hey    especially foe tha police, man. I'm ah nigga wit' thugshit    cause I'm runnin' wit' tha niggaz in tha hood and that's how we play    Wanna feel ah my spray-pump hit yo' chest, and finally realize    who you're fuck with, fuckin with them niggaz in Cleveland    ya do whateva like he say    Then flip again, in the Land, got tha upperhand    cause I got tha gripping good delay    If you niggaz can dash, wit' tha lethal mass    and then pass wit' tha very blast    It ain't innocent, you should never been there    in tha first place, fall, you got yo' curse today, hah    Willin' die-hard nigga, wanna give up fakin    nut devotion just do what you want    So bitch, Krayzie Bone, real it now, and when did they lose?    You'll feel the vibe, nigga    Killin cause I'm Krayzie, nigga, cause I got to get the money    get the platinum fund to pay    But I'm ah be ah thinkin bout my niggaz    when I got ta do sum flippin', if ah nigga ain't got my back       (Chorus)       [Layzie]       Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spenidin' yo    Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low    Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though    Wit' ah nuttin' indo smoke, when my thugs be sure, sure    Hope ya know, I rip heartz, it's on, jackin' move    then ya betta figure again, and quit plottin    Takin' over this everyday, stoppin' to tha tough    Double Glock and it's not forgotten    Bitchez drop in Tha Clair    It's tha Bone Thugs, in this shit wit' Eazy E and we made it    and ah nigga wanna hate me 'cause I'm famous    I'd still leave 'em in tha streetz, you can't blame us (lady luv)    cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin    in tha streetz and I'm rollin    Thuggin by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us    to the pressure out of pressure, I'm loadin, blow you up    Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's tha heartz of men    and we'd tested stress, wanna be blessed consists of tha sin    in tha wayz of tha sin, to be dead. (Chorus)       [Bizzy]       And I promised, that all tha soulz would last    til the dayz of tha livez of tomorrow    and if you'd follow, tha end of the world    should ah come ah so soon, so I just follow, I know    I know, hey, how ta get down foe my thang    enemiez fold ya, lettin' me soulz, gonna catch ya    flossin' all tha way    Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz unfold    it goez, around up in slow-mo    Been tickin', and I land down to Newport    I'm alone, yes, but I may not rest    Police will see me silenced stressin    Nigga was steppin' up in ah, when I catched them thievin    and I got 'em and there, gotta learn their lesson    Blastin', no more, no I'm not havin' it    Breakin' apart foe neva my daddy    Lil' Ripsta defeat go pathless, so I get crazy    and I face now's nasty blastin    For tha Bone, For tha Bone, hit 'em up, and lesson up tha violence    Screamin' on ah my murda mo, bullets get niggaz, let's begin    ah new riot, hittin, and buckin them down to tha pave    Cause I'm in tha new sense of me grave    Couldn't you hataz, wouldn't be saved, hate 'em    Hate ta shook, and put ah pen up in dem    Foe tha love of money makin' go crazy    and Benjamin Franklin pleaze come save me    Hit tha weed, and y'all in, rollin yo finga but spot ya    Bam em, yam em, fiend foe tha greenm see everybody sweatin    foe tha scenez, still in ah myst wit' tha clich    an unpropable way of ah trial 'cause it's tha funk, sing       (Chorus)       [Wish]       (Now give it to 'em)    Ya, gotta sit back, smoke and choke, meditate, mental state    wit' tha Bone, B-ONE. We steadily grieve on, givin' you what    you need man, clone Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em    let 'em know Bone in tha fukkin' war (no, no)    you hataz make feellike, you wanna feel my motherfuckin 44    But I gotta stay clean, it's cool, then unless he freein    I'm mean sum cheeze, me and my niggaz, and this Mo' Thug, Mo' Thug    cavalry, on tha streetz    Ready ta ride, when it's time ta ride, ready ta kill    when it's time ta kill, you gon' die, you' gon' die    I've been tryin if you really wanna ride on down wit' Bone    then come on, come on. If ya really wanna ride, get down    but get stuff, but ya come on, come on       (Chorus)