Ruthless (feat. Layzie Bone, Flesh-n-Bone, Eric Bellinger) - Bone Thugs-n-Harmony

Show 'em how we play, show 'em how we play (w-w-w-w-warriors) Show 'em how we play, show 'em how we play We play, that's how we play That's how we play-ay, that's how we play we play Show 'em how we play (walk us through the corridor, warrior, warrior) Show 'em how we play-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Walkin through the corridor, walkin through the corridor) Show 'em how we play-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (warrior, warrior, warriors) Show 'em how we play-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Walkin through the corridor, cause we're the warriors) Show 'em how we playyyyyyyyyy (Cause we're the warriors, walkin through the corridor, corridor) It's only one - get deep in the word and deep in the herb And deep in the woods and peep out the birds Don't sleep on us, don't sleep on us (it's only, it's only) Don't sleep on us, don't sleep on us (it's only, it's only one) Local on the wings takin flight gettin mo' major What is it they gonna love me, they gonna shove me Never a stranger to danger playa They better remember that to the coldest winters pimp hand Slippin ain't never an option, I get the trippin Flip when they dip when they skippin They say to the other side, let it roll, let it go, let me ride As we park on the other side, for the moment And the Lord provides, so potent, heh Like the omni-potent, I'm the greatest, youknowhatI'msayin? Now we duckin in sins, sinful livin, baby let that sinnin begin See ain't we dirty rags, and ain't we dirty bags Pretty in the rugged rough, pretty enough to sip that Henn' Drift back in, move back in, with 'em again, sick enough Can we bring it quick enough? Now tell me is that slick enough... Cause I know I wasn't good enough, and I know they sneakin a peek Don't let 'em drown me, oh dear Lord I think they're drunkards and I'm a freak - stay close Look at the cookie crook, but I love them all the same and yes I'm grateful How could they be so fuckin hateful? (hateful) Show 'em how we play, show 'em how we play, show 'em how we play What's understood don't need to be explained, I move in silence Too much talkin bring up too much pain, and it ends in violence Better watch out, cause a man on the roof got a gun Better run and he aimin at ya Wanna take what you got, put a hand in the pot Pop off at them body snatchers And I go deeper, than yo' average everyday thug nigga I done met up with the reaper back in the days when I was a drug dealer Conquered the impossible, did what they said I couldn't do Got a house on the hill, put away a couple mil' And I'd like how it feel, now wouldn't you? That "should've, could've, would've" - ain't mixed up in my vocabulary I do it, gotta, get it, cause I know God ain't got no time to spare me The load get hard, to carry is hard, to bury, one of my dogs I'm a do what's necessary, the shit gets scary when you take that fall I'm a be prepared, for whatever come my way If it's death today I'm ready, y'all gon' respect Lil' Lay I'm a make this pay, and my kids gon' have what they need While they wanna put they gossip on me I'm movin at God's speed

I've gone through life white-knuckled In the moments that left me behind Refusing to heed the yield I penetrate the force fields in the blind They say I'll adjust God knows, I must But I'm not sure how This natural selection picked me out to be A dark horse running in a fantasy (Flesh and bone) And I'm running out of time (Flesh and bone) Somewhere outside that finish line I square up and break through the chains And I hit like a raging bull Anointed by the blood, I take the reins Cut from the cloth of a flag that Bears the name of "Battle Born" They'll call me the contender They'll listen for the bell With my face flashing crimson from the fires of hell (What are you afraid of?) And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) And I'm running out of time (Flesh and bone) And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) Man, I'm turning on a dime (Flesh and bone) (This could decay) This could decay Like the valley below Defenses are down The stakes are high (scouting the crowd for a face of compassion) The fairytale ending (to face off the journey that fathers no more) The staggering blow (you'll find the truth in the roots of desire) You lead with your chin (thinking with your corners, just a compass and the sun) This could be real (thinking with your corners, just a) Simple And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) And I'm running out of time (Flesh and bone) What are you made of? He faces forward Trading in his blindness for the world of love And time is raging, may it rage in vain And you always had it, but you never knew So boots and saddles (flesh and bone) Get on your feet There's no surrender, 'cause there's no retreat The bells are sounding (flesh and bone) Bring this match to an end (flesh and bone) We are the descendants of giant men

Buried, banging at your door Don't hear a sound, don't know me anymore A bell that tolled to comfort me An empty street, a rising steam Break the truth inside of me Climbed down to hell on the devil's tree I clutched a branch of soot and flame The thought that rose, to scorch my feet I walk alone, beside myself (ooh-ooh-ooh) Nowhere to go (ooh-ooh) Ah, this bleeding heart (ooh-ooh-ooh) That's in my hands, I fell apart (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Ah, I walk alone, beside myself (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Nowhere to go (ooh-ooh) My flesh and bones (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) This part of me, the seeds I've sewn (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Ah (ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) My flesh and bone (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) This part of me, the seeds I've sewn, ah (ooh-ooh) Ah-yeah Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Ah-ah-ah-yeah I walk alone, beside myself Nowhere to go, ah! This bleeding heart Is in my hands, I fell apart My flesh and bones My flesh and bones Ah, my flesh and bone

I guess we need it Loving arms And a hand to hold I guess we need it A touch, a laugh To get us through the day The sun comes rising Just the way it did before But I can't stand it Nothing like the warmth Of flesh and bone

Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that These niggas really don't know grindin' These niggas really don't know what time it is I'm finna learn the slackers a lil' lesson So tell them that my class is in session So line 'em in Shady game so sheisty, style so crazy Niggas don't like me just because I speak the truth But they don't really want me raisin' the youth They'd rather see 'em eat garbage (Garbage) In life, I'm not forty years old, I'm forty years strong in this shit I'm movin' like a grown ass man Leave 'em down with a long ass hand to keep 'em back Never let lames get too close to me Sucka friend, this how it's supposed to be Illuminati won't be moldin' me 'cause I expose the bullshit Fuck that (Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that) Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Class is in session so fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Knowledge is nonexistent, materialistic Political, egotistic, so I missed it I'd rather be the nigga doin' my own thing Instead of followin' them niggas doin' the wrong thing I keep the ninas outta my business and stay way from [?] Because it's all about winnin', no losses Gotta be the boss, mane A real boss know what time and what it cost, mane Y'all lames stop playin' In life, I'm not forty years old, I'm forty years strong in this shit I'm movin' like a grown ass man Leave 'em down with a long ass hand to keep 'em back Never let lames get too close to me Sucka friend, this how it's supposed to be Illuminati won't be moldin' me 'cause I expose the bullshit Fuck that (Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that) Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Class is in session so fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that

She slide the dick in, she slide the dick in Yeah, Thugger, Thugger, baby, yeah Uh, eh, I don't want to tease it, I really want freaky I'm Michael, I beat it, I'm keepin' your secret I got more hoes than Pleasers, the one that's on Bleveland She pull up and freak it, she pull up and freak it I hop out the 'Rari, I'm leaving it started She got just a Harley and a skull just like Hardy Eh, you play with her garden, she smoke you like Marley Eh, now she be my darlin', yeah, she be my Barbie I'm lovin' your patience, turned all in this race Ooh, long as you don't play, motherfuck what you say Hey, I'm on the third base and you away (That means I'm home) Quan said, 'Please have a phone', call it a day I got my ice out the lake, killed that boy by a mistake We eatin', where is your plate? Aim at your head or your face? Hannah Montana, my nigga gon' cook everyday, yeah, they bake Bitch, I been havin' them bricks and them bells, late I apologize if I got more money than you and your clan I apologize if I pull up in that new coupe wrapped in 'Ran I apologize if I post a picture posted wit' some bands I apologize if I go and grow me some pot in Japan Where your bitch at? No, not that one Baby want to touch my milk like she cowin' Every time you see me, I'm a have thousands On the island, no dressin' I won't taste it, you got no man, I hope you a free agent I'm a big old Blood inside that little ol' nation Eh, ho, what is your bargain? Bro, what is your bargain? Eh, I pull up and arson all over your garden Eh, I'm never gon' call you, I'm always gon' ball you Eh, my diamonds cost more than whatever I chargin' Now I'm bleedin', need a band-aid, on a rampage wit' 'em AKs Nigga, jewellery real gold like an Ace of Spades Higher than a escalator any day I'm a catch a bitch that fold her like a centipede But I ain't talkin' 'bout no copper, she got double Ds These niggas fake-ballin' like a Powerade Damn, this might be coward day Yeah, this might be powder day Sniff, shoot up, boot up (toot up), TMZ, sue us Even if you had Erykah Ba', you couldn't do us But I got a whole lot of motherfuckin' guns Nigga, you can shoot us, hey And I ain't never been a rat, but I'm livin' ruthless I show the pussy-bitch bankroll, now she can do us, no And we the best, every time we come around Boy, they root for us, true And everybody hate Chris But I got them racks up, now they Luda, yeah Tell baby girl, I only wanna throat, flute us Five thousand on Yeezys, they think I ain't Jesus Get my ice out the freezer, it cost a lil' Beamer She fuckin' my whoadie, yeah, lil'-bitty shorty She think he adoring cause his pockets on Norbit Play with me and these bitch-niggas gon' die All I want is that head and that ain't no lie Nigga ask if you dizzy, don't say nothin' These niggas vibe faker than a puppet

For the love of money Well, well, well, ooh For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money (Ahh, ahh) For the love of money (Ahh, oh yeah) For the love of money (Ahh harder, ahh) For the love of money (Ah, ahh, ahh, mmm) For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money What people will do for the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money (Oh, come on baby) For the love of money (Oh harder, harder, oh yeah) For the love of money (Mmm damn, work it oh, yeah) For the love of money (Aww, mmm, ahh, mmm) For the love of money For the love, love yeah For the love of money What people will do for the love of money For the love of money You're just a sinner for the love of money For the love of money Don't' you know, don't you know Don't you know that money is the root of evil For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money For the love of money

Where you from nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on Yeah, Straight Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare We talkin' about distributing llelo Little Layzie beat it Daily collectin' me bank roll Rollin' wid Trues, nothing to lose Never the less ain't about that talking Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking, (we walking) Number one assassin Pick up the pump and it causing the 12-guage eruption Let loose wid ah buckshot blastin' Bone up outta the cut and we buckin' Eternally here to stay in the khaki suits and the high tec boots Oops I'm comin' wid troops, fools Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot Blazin' and burnin' my grain This year the same I crept and I came Niggas that fell off that thought they could hang Givin' up slang tryna' fuck wid ah chain gang bang! Str8 land ah the heartless Where the thugs be thinkin' ah execution Str8 prosecution little Lay go buck and start the fusion Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Come and follow me hollow point snub slug Pullin' me body underground Put 'em in the grave they lay away down Claire Claire stay down I'm one ah the thuggest muthafuckas in yo city Under me strap packed Ride, ready me pap pap in broad daylight You wid me roll well roll till the Bone drop hit that hydro That's the way that we deal That's the way that we steal Well I really keep that high on, my mind ride, Ride to the darkside feel the darkness East ninety nine, mine the thugs I luvs 'em heartless Yeah follow me now ride ride follow me commit some You can run but won't escape the lie So many tried but died Niggas be runnin' and duckin' them bullets Ain't tryna' get scared or we all ah get sprayed Gotta get away when the po-pos chase me So me, runnin' wid me guage Bang bang put 'em in ah coffin Buck buck droppin' them bodies (Come again) dumpin' them bodies (Runnin' then) we finna posse Thug what check out the glock glock We to poetic for swang Niggas claim they came and remain Smoke bud all day and maintain They come they gun they run From the po-po jump the fence Hit 95th and now Nigga let's roll some shit Let's smoke out quick befo' anyone ah them That's them the po-po back up on me Nigga me fucked up now Little time they screamin' on 6-5 That's whenna me jumped up, I'm out now Little nigga playin' wid them police in the Claire Get 'em up wid, beware I take Nigga need some weed That's funny I ain't got no money Nigga put me down, Swing to the bud stops for some brews Really don't drink but it's for me Trues Four crazy niggas wid nuthin' to looooose. Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan I'm from the C-Town we beat 'em Thug niggas done straight came up, Nigga wanna test must rest Buckshots all in that chest he's fucked up, Killas from the nigga that's realer In wid that Claire Bendin' that dunn Pop when they run dunn Bodies gon' fall my Cleveland niggas what's up Ya down for that thang gotta gang bang bang if you have to, Beat ah nigga down in any town, But don't let me catch ya Mentality straight from the C-Town Where everyday niggas get beat down Betta think before you run up I gun up but I think keep peep this game now To the niggas that's just gone by that fuckin' wid Bone Swang widda clip tight clan It's all eternally flossed out Nigga that's Bone Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun I swang wid ah clip tight clan Keepin' em on the run widda me shotgun Swang wid ah clip tight clan...

Keep smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy I've gotta keep on smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy Hey, gimme some herbs, the word Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard Thai-da-da-da, done hit my burb Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served And a fifth of burb It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby When I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtin Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah Past overdose comatose, see a See a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper Roll it up, sellin my kin folk And the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo And you can it up, need no friends though See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low We can get smoked (Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracks Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?" It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink We got Alize, and Isle iced tea A little Bambazini and some Hennessey The stuff that keeps you toe-up Now tell me are you high enough? Remember forever addicted, get it twisted It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit it Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die." Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dime Well did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful My mayo, aiyyo, stay away or come and get split a wig, insane, oh Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat I'm dancin with my peoples I've been tryin to see There bumpin my jam, guess who I see Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed? We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony Righteous when I spike the punch My people's gonna drink it up You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left