-Bizzy Bone-Chorus-
Ya, the world ain't yours/ Thugwo-or-or-orld/ Better prepare for war (Better prepare for war)/ Hey thug world the world ain't yours/ Thugwo-or-or-orld/ These last days, ya better prepare for war (Ya better prepare for war)
-Bizzy Bone-
Better prepare, better be ready for whatever/ Little B still be gettin scurddy in the 11th in the ghetto/ Down in Columbus I stay thuggish ruggish mashin the peddle/ Throwin up the 7th on these playa haters, flash the bezel/ But the war been poppin over crude oil/ Off in the ghetto we don't know nothin about it, cause half of these brothas can't be loyal/ Picture me sippin on Hennessy/ Remember me? Caught up inside the twenty-third century, givin the best of B/ Evidently this is real, put it on Baby Phill/ Let's do this video grimey, quick fo' I get killed/ This shits a battlefield, it's how its goin down (Down...)/ And why people twistin they tongue as soon as I come around?/ Better watch your back and don't be scared youngster/ This is the gangsta party/And who me? Bizzy the thugsta, call me Kamikazi/ I won't even speak about Illuminati (No)/ Welcome to Babylon, hey man I need to speak to Tommy
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-Bizzy Bone-
Gotta get to drinkin, got me thinkin/ She finna call/Carl Ocean, Miles Davis, 2pac and Biggie Smalls/ Eric Wright, one of the four fuckers of gangsta shit, he one of the ones that got me in/ Yall know what it is/ One time for Left Eye, put your hands up (Put your hands up)/ My little daughter really makin me man (Makin me man)/ Help me, I think I'm fallin on the steps about a million and thats the way I'm feelin hey/ What about Bone Thugs? If you really want to know, gotta keep it movin, keep it goin cause I ain't no hoe/ Popped in the streets wit him, bustin jack moves/ This game is all about business now let this track groove/ Slap box with the biggest brother, and make the big boy fall for your mother rukus/ My foster brother got shot, in one of his eyes/ I guess Jehovah aint' wanted a tragedy to die, C'mon
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-Bizzy Bone-
How dumb would I be if I started a fight and it was cause woman wanted to swarm ta you?/ How dumb would I be if I hit you with bottles and niggas beginnin to stomp you?/ I'm feelin this crowd, in Columbus Ohio/ But I can smile now, thug world/ Drunk and I'm buckwild, and if you dumb run up and join the child feelin me now/ I come in the door, good, ready ya proud/ What the world say (Hey) yall never bow down/ Keep on keepin on (Heh)/ Pretty boy with the blemish/ Off Coke and Crown, with 7th Sign niggas with me, I can smoke a pack/ Gotta get mine cause I ain't finished/ The ghetto in me, since elementary I've been rappin, and stayin Bizzy, a couple of sissys in the long run, gimme somethin/ Let's make this conversation deeper, we ain't sayin nuttin (Uh) "Welcome to Babylon"/ We in the universe, you know my name dawg, they call me Bizzy yall, thug world ghetto church
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