to ashes, dust to dust, and plus the bust, must be love It don't matter if you crip or you blood, it's still love [Bizzy Bone:] Dark side turns to the
it's only 'cause I been through it Learn to try it like to eat it and shit it's nuttin' to it Burn it light it weed it and off the liquor, while drivin
nothin' changed It's an everyday thang, it's an everyday thang It's an everyday thang, thang It's an everyday thang, it's an everday thang It's an everyday
sound like, dress like, act like? (Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone) Why they want to look like, dress like, sound like? (It's the Thuggish Ruggish!) It's
back because they long gone. It's on. Now Pops don't even come around, but I know Pop's got problems. That's why your little nigga's still down with ya. But it
brain runnin' the same stuff it's an everyday thang It's an everyday thang when you let your nuts hang [Buckin' them bodies with shots] It's
lovin'? Somebody tell me somethin', was it nothin'. If I give you all of my trust will you fuck it all up for the love of lust? Hoes, I loves you so
countin' like a calculator evaluate the master Playas operation stack your paper captivatin' money makers Feel the love from above he's an eagle He's a dove, call him Bone's emancipator Everybody's
. Boom! Hit the stage, ready to die for it, cry for it. Cut the games. Many tried for it, lied for it, get a catchy chorus and fly for it. Take orbit
that's down to ride with me Here's the deal, can I get a witness? It's deeper than survival Who am I? My brother's keeper? Yeah, I be clutchin' on my
work in check it check it nah these niggaz respect it knowin im the wrong one they wanna mess wit from the gutter wit my brothers knowin these ghetto
the karma/ I must admit, if it's so many crazy shit then it's still on my mind (of love?), furthermore/ Shit hurt, Bone Brothers; did it with Bizzy,/suppose
Intro-Bizzy (Krayzie)- (Bone, Bone, Bone...) Uh uh, yeah, uh yeah. It's the original buddah lovaz. Thank God... for the message, the love the faith/
homes!, make them stop it cause you know them thugs is gonna live on! [Chorus with Bizzy Bone] (X2) [Verse Two: Bizzy Bone/Layzie Bone] [Bizzy:]
no better, they smoked out or knocked up But I still love my hood, that?s where it started Ain?t no hard feelings, we partners nigga, regardless That?s
So it's all about little marcus and me becomin' close But I got a buncha obstacles If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies on my popsicle Now everybody's
an' a jacker can't take that Your brother, Sleep gone 'cause haters hate my nigga It's fucked up when a dog gotta die When he tryin' to get his bone
