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Bone Thugs-n-harmony Art Of War It's All Real (singing) Krayzie bone and the bone, with my mighty-mighty warriors With my mighty-mighty warriors (chorus) Cause this is all real, what you see I said it's all real it's just the thug in me (verse 1) Nigga just because krayzie quiet speak less Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness Humble but ready to rumble My violent side i can't deny I'm like a jekyl and hyde gemini Look if you see me quiet Then i'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell me why I'm labeled a menace but i like it Destroy ya paranoia will make me blow you away but hey Nigga got to close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be Nigga want respect but what do you show me you Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall Better act like yo know i'm rolling with mo posse up Do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs As we strut as thugs we must doin our best to obey god violent in these times Got to do what you gotta do war till ninety-nine Slim nigga gotta get up and go and get it if it's really coming Now i got it and i'ma floor the niggas acting The safety's off come and get it if you really want it (hey, hey, hey) it's hating baby they gotta be so cold the gotta be heartless In certain situations like retaliation (chorus) 2x Niggas be keeping it all real we keeping it all real with the real if it's Real stay be real We come with nothing but the real thing baby Krayzie got nothing but the real thing baby We come with nothing but the real thing baby Krayzie got nothin but the real thing the real thing (verse 2) Baby now this is the sound of me and my trues we put this down way down So now if you hear me releasing some shells Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the darkside Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind Nigga say fuck the wine indo inside swisher sweet get me high (2x) Ain't nothin get to nothin somethin got to be real real somethin got to be Real (2x) I still be thuggin in the khakis boots and skullies And since i'm weed fiend for the green nigga gotta make that money man (8x) It's real always (verse 3) Last night i p.o.d'd next to me ouija, ouija, And i fell in this fucked up state of mind Slipped in the dream and i see demons telling me it's time to die Why me i see some niggas they creeping outside my window I'm ready to bang bang bang aim the 12 gauge pump let my lead go Give it up for the bloody murda mo bloody murda mo mo See a nigga when he go through the window had to put a bigger hole in his soul If he get away running out my backdoor with me sawed-off swinging Get ready to duck now to the guts buck pap pap pow (2x) singing I claim my thang to slang (murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo) Them bloody bodies kill 'em all send them hoes up in flames Krayzie insane to the brain (verse 4) Now i know i done did some dirt in my time Cause the devil was stressing my mind Messing with my mind nigga Bone don't know every day they lie Turn to realize that everyday i can do it if i only pray Maintain cause a nigga was lusting For money had to get it cause a nigga was struggling I hit him with the mossberg y'all heard about mr. sawed-off Leatherface till them lay round after round after round They'll fall down down May they lay from the eruption man We putting them six feet deep we buck we bang (chrous until fade) |
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