-Layzie Bone- (Krayzie) (Yeah) Yeah...Bone Thugs... (You know a nigga been all over the world man) Australia, China, Africa...England (you know it´s the same shit everywhere I go, you know)
-Bone Thugs N Harmony- (Krayzie Bone) Why does everybodys story seem to sound the same? (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)/ Struggle in the game (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar), they left the hood for change (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)/ Why does everybodys story seem to sound the same? (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)/ The left some time in vain (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)/ Gotta wise, the shit that lame (It all seems so fimiliar, fimiliar)
-Krayzie Bone- I can remember that little nigga when he was just a young lad/ Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast (gun blast)/ ´Cause Johnny wanted to be a thug/ runnin´ from cops out on the block, the boy was hot and didn´t give a fuck (scandolous)/ Runnin´ up in the black mask, niggas if you got cash, drop it off in that bag and make craps fast/ Destroyin´ the system, make some money to survive the streets/ but you deep inside this ain´t how you tryna be/ But it´s all to think when you´re strugglin´ and can´t sleep/ ´cause ya hungry and can´t eat, ´cause livin just aint free..but shet/ Pappa been laid off...mamma been laid off/ Everywhere I here the same old song...
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-Layzie Bone- To probably take a loss, I´m tryna fight these demons/ By any means, by any cost I´m out here reppin´ Cleveland/ They got be bobbin, weavin´/ nigga give me the reason/ To let ´em flies...do or die, niggas no longer breathin´/ Known as a (?), before Layzie Bone it was Steven/ And I´m just tryna break even, leavin´ you leakers steadley creepin´/ Shit get deep when daddy gone (daddy gone)/ and momma can´t do it on her on (her on)/ Lights off, gas gone/ mumma, daddy comin´ home?/ I guess not, sell rocks, rappin´ with my niggas Bone/ (wassup Wish! yeah...we all we got!) and that´s Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone (wassup Kray! yeah, we all we got...nigga!)/ and that´s Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone..
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-Wish Bone- So you ever been to the Chi? me too, you ever been shot? me too/ Sold rocks, all nighters on blocks/ catch cases...shit me too/ That´s the story no one ridin´, nobody can tell it for me/ Mumma workin´ double shift...daddy who? daddy who?/ And when he do it´s always later, never came/ he done broke that boys heart, man again, damn again/ Don´t wonder why it´s like that in the ghetto/ Grew up, outta luck/ Don´t give a fuck about life so we let ´em go/ I know my heart is cold, you know how them ghetto children grow/ Give me money and I can keep my temper low/ Everbody knows love, clubs, cars and hoes/ priorities fucked up, but we already know!