[Chorus - Thin-C and Krayzie Bone:]
Everybody wanna sound like,
sound like, sound like Bone,
Bone, Bone! Everybody wanna rap like,
rap like, rap like Bone, Bone,
Bone! As we continue to pick up the pieces,
they follow us Kings 'til the sundown.
Deadly issues of telekinesis, better show love or lay down. [X2]
[Layzie Bone:]
Hold down! Welcome to the showdown!
(showdown!) I think it's 'bout time little Layzie
let 'em know now. Take it to the streets and let the
pump, pump go "Pow!" Take my style,
let me show you how I go wild.
Now you playin' with a fully-grown man,
with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip.
I'ma go up in your shit.
I don't play with little kids,
I spank that ass, boy you know who we is!
(Bone, Bone, Bone!) My homies the greatest!
I roll with the best, see?
Who in the fuck wanna test these niggas from the S-C-T,
C-L-E? We got heat! Y'all know what happened to the
thief when the king catch him stealin',
got his hands in the cookie jar.
Off with his hand! Fuck it,
off with his head! Make him stand front and center,
let me see what the rookie got?
Bet a nigga ain't got nothin',
they bluffin'! Tryin' to come up on somethin',
bubblin'! I'ma say this really,
really, really loud! Y'all wanna rumble,
I'll bust them, rush them!
Trust him, never! On a whole 'nother level.
If God The Creator, then y'all niggas' devils.
The fight won't end 'til the war get settled.
And Bone gonna win 'cause them Bone niggas' rebels.
Playa!... Yeah!, Nigga!
[Chorus]
[Krayzie Bone:]
They don't wanna see me shine!
Everybody wanna sound like Bone though come back in
the Bone zone! But you just beginnin' with the daddy
you don't know. They call me The Granddad
