we can live in harmony Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? Why can't we be friends? I'd kinda like to be the
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Son we multiply, nigga we don't die Niggas frontin' like we ain't fly But nigga can't name nothing that we ain't buy Or we ain't try, or we ain't drive
on me, late when I sleep Why don't we do this man to man? Let them bitch niggas creep I still remember in the days when we was friends chillin Now it
I ill or do right? Make peace or go raw? I can't explain the true penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself Got
life's been a great story in the ultimate war I can't explain the true penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself
hits There's gonna be a lotta white kids rollin with the Africans You can't sweat skin Cause ??? a lot of blacks is down with the Republicans This shit don't
the same shit happens More fuckin' funerals, dead homies Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it happens to you just can't turn
t take a military genius to see We'll all be crispy critters after World War III There's nowhere you can run to, nowhere you can hide When they drop the
of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors We're warriors, we're warriors, we're warriors And it ain't no mystery that Biz still be yellin' Bailin',
Don't be mumblin', speak a little louder While you steady talkin' like you're louder than the next nigga We'll already be up in you Now hater feel us
be in trouble We keep it goin', get it for the Mid West Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish We can't forget about Flesh We finna drop another bomb We figure they can't
us have them?] Friends, friends, friends, friends, ones you can depend on? [Ones you can depend on?] Friends, friends, friends, friends, how many of
doing All of the Heavens gonna be ruling trues, when He come We won't be losing, provin' 'em wrong We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always And ready to bring the war
