Krayzie Bone World War Lyrics

KRAYZIE BONE:Thug Mentality 1999

World war.

This is combat. I don't think these n____s really know. This s___ is for
real--this is not a game. So all my real m____fuckin' thugs get the f___ up, and
put your guns in the m____fuckin' air, and bust the m____fuckas like you just
don't care, and f___ the m____fuckin' police, and kill all the m____fuckin'
enemies!

n____, come a little closer let me show you a ho. What's up b____? We can roll.
Anybody wanna f___ with me? 'Cause I'm down to f___ back with you. What you
wanna do, huh, huh? You say wanna fight us, come fight us. We do it 'cause its
real--f___ a t__le. It's all about survival, dedicate it to my rivals. And you
could die a ho. What they talk about? Bone Thugs ran? n____, we never ever run
from no man, and fear none. If you see their click, then n____s, get the big
guns. Pop one, split 'em up. Bet the b____ run. He said he came to get some;
n____, he ain't really want none. Don't let them suckas fool ya. Bustas won't do
too much [n____ ain't really want none.]. I'll knock you out. That dumb s___
comin' out your mouth'll get you nothin' but a rematch. Why these n____s gotta
lie? They can't stand up and face the facts? n____ your head got cracked. We
heard what they said--said that my n____s fled. But y'all n____s know what's up.
What? Y'all wanna shed more blood? s___, then come on.

World war.

Now you know, now you know. Now you know . . . n____, bet our n____s comin' to
bring the pain. Better get your hard-hat. n____ protect your brain. Get a gun
and bang-bang. Tell me when you really wanna battle, my n____. We can handle
that any way you want to handle static. n____, thugstyle, buckwild. Some
tear-up-the-club s___? Whatever, drop down. When the bullets get to jumpin'
around the playa haters on the ground bleedin'. The 9-millimeter hit 'em and he
drop like, "Who could it be?" Your life has been took--no, not by the bullet,
but the n____ with the heater. I'm trigger happy. I'll be in demand, I'm in
command. So let's move, and you know what the enemy look like. They clones that
look and sound like Bone. Give a m____fucka more than Speedknots. And when he
run up to get punked, give a n____ lumps. Y'all n____s ain't Mobsters, 'cause if
it was the mob n____, somebody would've been shot ya. But we can get the whole
cru: Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh. Bone too strong for n____s to hold
on, to keep up. But I see ya still wanna be us. No matter who was claimin' it
first, it's who's the realest [realest]. Do not enlist if you're not ready for
war.

World War.