now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted 'bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin' to floss on him Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lesson Court
get they bones crushed Sittin on the throne, just take off your ? Dont run from the magic stick Just look around in the crib, you can have this sh-t Yeah, big
ill Hey Keith we want you to be ill Yeah, leave me alone Hey Keith, we want you to be ill Of course I'm hard to work with, cos you're hard to work
bleed, don't play Hercules, you stuck You wan't war? With the Outlaws? That's hard luck We leave behind pain, broken bones and raw cuts [Trigga] Aiyo
like it bring it, bitch Just a little someone man to let you all know To niggaz know man matter of fact Matter of fact you all niggaz excuse my back man
an understatement We got big ass, cash, and titties Big pimping working and hurt, the pockets of big tippers Side dippers and big jails to hide niggas But we stayed out, hard
with Layzie Bone, Cant forget Wish N' Krayzie Bone, And best believe that if you fuck with Eve im gonna kill ya, I rep to the death, F to the S man it
fuck with lazy bone Can't forget wish and crazy bone And bes believe that if you fuck with eve I'm gonna kill you I rep to the def F to the s man it don
shotgun spit Ferrari roof go down, Lam doors go up I got big boy toys, when you gon' grow up? Nigga knick knack pattywack, give a dog a bone Im still
madness form the triple six killa Demons The anger that's in me got me crazed man I'm lurkin I'm creepin, here come the scan man Sneakin in to drop a
(Big Moe) Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee that nigga Big Ass Moe chillin with my partna named D-mo its on his birthday we comin through in a niggas
Yeah, yeah Me and my man Com Sense Rallyin' troops like Joseph Stalin Where you at yo? I'm 'bout to make the name Com Sense, a name you fear Y'all niggaz
seats recline and lean harder X, smoke green, and buy the spring water Y'all niggas polish your jewels to bling harder I cock the fifth, y'all drop your
up Hyped up, iced up, polo striped up, might up They want fresh cuts, they rush all like big trucks Big house, big car, big dogs like big stuff Big
rope I come with the guillotine to cut throat Holdin' it down messin ya'll up with the rest of them suckers be umcho Me? Yeah, blessed if you don't know, packin' big bone
him away Lived one too many winters cold, cold weather Had to sail down to the south sea waters warm His old bones there Let an old man go through Let an old man
to the hip-hop (johnny blaze) maximilli-on Maximilli-on Verse one: method man/johnny blaze I breaks it down to the bone gristle Ill speaking scud missle
would robbers go? And what if I told you to Fxxk Off? What if there's no army to stop a big invasion? Who'd clean the bogs and sweep the floors? We