Bone, uh....(Uh yea, uh yea. It's the original buddah lovaz. Thank god...With that original buddah lova bomb shit baby. Please believe it. Bone Thugs n motherfuckin Harmony you motherfucker. Lotsa love you bitches.)

Thank god for the message, the love, the faith/ Take charge of your life...(Of ya life)/ Say word, only I don't be actin right/ Me neither...

Did it I do it/ And yall know that I'm wit it/ I'll give anything for passin' and take it back/ A hustlin' little nigga with cash/ But now we grind a little bit harder/ Wait up I think theres stories in order/ Shit, it was hard for me momma/ My mommy imortal droppin them quarters/ My homie was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya/ Cassie, that's my little sister/ My father loved you like the only child/ Funny, he ain't never seen my smile/ But I'm grown now, momma called me bathroom baby/ Get outta the young folk business, it woulda been better if you would of raised me/ But oh, streets smothered in crack, smotherin me and the brothaz/ I wanna move outta this country, get away from motherfuckers/ Nine milimeter heata, Krayzie Bone, I was so happy to see him up outta prison, up at the phone/ And I'ma lit one more up to the sky, my fate/ I got my little nigga Layzie my Flesh and my Wish and we wishin B

Sometimes strugglin, hustlin, jugglin the game/ Tryna keep from trouble, sin/ Wanna let this darkness evil in, no no no/ I won't let em win/ I'm a real nigga, thorough nigga travel around the world witcha/ No stress, no pain, no pain, no gain, you get the picta/ If everybody was movin, man it would really be about action/ Tell me whats happenin/ I'ma be that thug thats out here, keepin it crackin/ Throwin up "Thug Love" on the real my city wit me/ And Cleveland is the city where we come from/ Still, I got on my feet you go do what you got and apply yourself/ Mess around and be by yourself, right wit yourself nigga look at yourself/ In the dark lost and lonely and trippin/ Better get it straight for its too late/ Its a new day so damn, I'm slippin

Nigga, I done been through hell and back, but I got them demons still after me/ They want me to sell my soul, but I won't fold oh no/ I can't be broke, I stay a souljah boy/ In my state of awareness I'm callin paranoid, whatever/ Po Po tappin my phone, bitches after my dough, niggas plottin to kill me for a hoe I didn't know/ Was so scandolous is this my fault for gamblin?/ Temptation got my back against the wall, my god/ So I'm swingin, steady droppin bombs on these demons that keep screamin/ Hear my dreams, they callin me harmin me I'm seein/ Walkin in the rain (Rain), buzzin off the pain (Pain)/ Tryna get away, but know I really can't get out the game/ I got my problems, but I chose this life I gotta be a thug and maintain (I Maintain)

I been on this stuff, trippin/ Got me laughin at yall/ So whatcha gon' do is really gon you/ You know it really ain't that hard/ Got em screamin "Hey Dj, can ya play that song?!?"/ Askin the dippin, nigga trippin when ya poppin at Bone/ And yall know, we do this for a livin/ Even if we don't get paid, we still be out here trippin/ Cause thats the Thugs way, and if ya got a problem I suggest you walk on/ Money money money is all I'm really on/ Skanlezz, rough, and rugged is how I like it/ Nine milimeter tuckin and you don't wanna try it/ This is how a thug gets down/ You heard you heard act like you know when ya come around (Around)

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