[Thunder.] Bizzy: I'm sendin' a message to warn you imposters, all hatin' in mybusiness, when I see you I'm a drop you. Get slugged and get drugged, myniggas'll hustle to pay the judge. Got you, when I spot I should pop you,even the boss was tellin' me not to, but I won't stop until they get shot,when they get out the hospital, I bet they shot, too. (Your last won'tgreet him) and they got better walkin' and we even, when I leave and flees toCleveland, now, murder 'em and rest in peace and good-bye, we're shuttin' itdown, and yo, we're proud of niggas from (?) that's playin' our sound,we found your town, now is you ready for the war? Cry loud and go. Anyand all niggas'll fall off in they sleep, and even the foes, and orderthem hoes gonna be flee, bitch, fuck with me and it's either my littlealiens, yeah, we come to your city and really put it on down with the pistol canyou feel me, feel me? Layzie: They be biters, dope-style takers. When I see you face-to-face,my nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater. You niggas ain't Bone, you clone,you wrong. What the fuck? You niggas ain't thinkin', "What's the consequence?" Now I'm 'bout to get real deadly, ready for thewar, when we just start bombin' start. Tryin' to cop my click? Hell no,real raw, y'all niggas thought this was a game? Now, it's time to make youfeel the pain. Wanna test my everyday thang? I aim straight for yourtemple. It's really that simple when I seen it splatter. Had I even killedone of you clones, then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter. Scatter,run for the border. Your career is gettin' shorter. Nigga, better hide'cause I already warned ya: Mo Thug Records' takin' over. I told ya. Soldier,man your post. Better cover your coast, and lock all entries. If one ofmy sounds is off in your town, niggas is goin' down by the means infantry,instantly fin to be World War 3 if you fuckin' with my family jewels, youfools. You niggas break golden rules. Gotta walk the walk in your ownshoes. Bone thugs-n-harmony, them niggas goin' platinum everytime. I'mready to ride. You ready to ride? It's do or die, then, nigga I die. I jumped in my five-double-O. If you got it, better flaunt it. I'm a dropthe top, and lock the locks, and cock the glock, it'll make you want it. Comeget it, and while you're rappin' on your song, just remember: nopretender, bitch, you hoes ain't Bone! Krayzie: I hope you [you . . . ] realize that you ain't Bone. You ain'tBone. Why don't you [you . . . ] realize that you ain't Bone? Nigga,you ain't Bone. Ring the alarm [ring the alarm] to let 'em know that we'rechargin'. Clones pay. Come on, now, ring the alarm [ring the alarm] to let 'em knowthat we're chargin'. Clones pay. Bizzy: Straight from the corner and I'm a thug. All my diamonds, I betyou wanted to stop my shinin'. Didn't we warn you, nigga? The sign,see blinded. Run, but they findin' me in mine (?) and critical witha pistol, with pistols, feel the verbal'll serve you, heard my words aresatanic and wishful, then see you all get pissed off, my generals need no(hearse), we need a (?) fifteen, twenty glocks with beams and TNT. Nigga,roll with me. Burial, fuck the world when I deal, hope I repent, 'cause ifthe world (?), it just might catch me up in heaven. But I'm a work thisearth 'til it hurts, gotta done make the worse all the way through trial, I'mback in the court for some dirt. Bring 'em off soil, they wait for alarm, Icurse that silly-ass bitch said I stoled a purse and at them bullshitawards, but they told me I stole beneath of my shirt, and it makes me sick, evenRipsta's sistas plus family understands. Fuck with it, put it on yourGrammy, even my mammy's scared to tell and deep in my mind, devil seepedin', scary, stay wary and carry on, promise to burn me, never bury,and hurry if you ain't Bone. Layzie: These niggas wanna erase me, 'cause they can't face me. Crashcollide with the niggas that hate me, fuckin' with the real, y'all seehow the fake be, duckin' the cut, tryin' to look for safety. Make me reachfor my pistol, and pop it. Niggas gon' pay on the day that I spot him. Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy all the way to the rodeo, killin' all carbon-copies. I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe indeed. I grieve for the war. What's next? It's all about respect, bitch-nigga, I'ma get that shit, if I don't get nothin' else. To the end, I'm steadyflippin', fuckin' the world 'til they give Bone props. Nigga, you got knocked onblocks with rocks, beat down by the cops, and it still don't stop. Glock-glock, I'm grindin', steadily climbin' to the top of the charts, where youwanna be. Off in my prime and all about timin' as I look at my shit andmake history. No mystery, mistook, and nigga, that eight-timeplatinum real. How do you feel, to the thugs appeal? Make nigga wanna soundlike Bone for a record deal. Shoulda kept it real and quit frontin',nigga, go round-for-round with the best. Nigga, step up and meet yourdeath, fuckin' with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh. Yeah, it'sall about survival of the fittest, and it's on. Nigga, realize or you die,you bitch-ass niggas ain't Bone [Bone, Bone, Bone.] Krayzie: I hope you [you . . . ] realize that you ain't Bone. You ain'tBone. Why don't you [you . . . ] realize that you ain't Bone? Nigga,you ain't Bone. Ring the alarm [ring the alarm] to let 'em know that we'rechargin'. Clones pay. Come on, now, ring the alarm [ring the alarm] to let 'em knowthat we're chargin'. Clones pay.