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Battlezone Lyrics - Btnhresurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Bizzy (Krayzie) 

Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly 

(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah) 

In the battlezone, the battlezone 

(Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug) 

Swing low (swing low) 

Sweet chariot (sweet chariot) 

Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) 

Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit) 

Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) 

I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see) 

Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) 

(What did I see, what did I see) 

Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home) 

(Listen to my battle cry 

Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry) 

Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone 

(Listen to my battle cry) 

Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on 

Have me come for (aaah my battle cry) 

Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on) 

Have me come for 

 

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(Bizzy) 

One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley 

They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies 

Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim 

Kickin on somethig and dig this 

Got to feel it catch and don't let go 

Wretched in a fro 

Bone watchin for the po, po 

Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo 

I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay) 

Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show 

No no don't spend a lot contend with a men 

Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket 

Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it 

For the cops absorb you soul of course 

Praise to the pharoah 

Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn 

When our niggas still shermed out 

Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned! 

Rest and burn! 

 

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(Layzie) 

I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed 

And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams 

And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner 

Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me 

And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth 

So much shit on my mind, so many things to do 

So little time a nigga really got to do it in 

Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots 

From the minute nigga step outside 

Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one 

Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me 

Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun 

And that's real leave it for the dollar bill 

Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin 

When the shit poppin' off in my direction 

Nigga got a 17-shot for protection 

Life ain't no joke 

Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul 

Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd 

And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild 

Shit is real 

Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit 

Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit 

Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit 

 

(Krayzie) 

Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47 

Bustin niggas in the belly 

Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache 

Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx 

They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down 

Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors? 

Talkin about we split up 

Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh 

Niggas really need to shut that shit up 

If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble 

We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle 

The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out 

Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize 

Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine 

Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die 

I never keep my enemies close 

Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope 

That's close enough 

Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile 

And hit 'em with the millimeter 

And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin 

Bitch come on and try to rob me 

I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up 

Get off of me baby (baby), 

Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama) 

Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me 

Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be 

Look how the haters give a nigga attitude 

Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine 

They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love 

Cause in the game you get fucked every time 

Got this feeling inside my bloodline 

Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction 

Blastin' like a madman 

Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action 

Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on 

If any one of you niggas got any problems 

Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em 

Don't be mumblin speak a little louder 

While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga 

We'll already be up in you now hater feel us 

Who the realest The Bone Thug killas 

If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em 

Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs 

Jumpin all on the bandwagon 

Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns 

Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin' 

But when it's really time to show some tactics 

The niggas don't have 'em 

We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets 

Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass 

Cause when we clash ain't no comin back 

Huntin' niggas from the past 

We gon' settle this shit right here 

Fight to whoever blood be spilled first 

Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse? 

Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you 

feeling me 

Quicker than a clocked damn missle 

Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye 

Then we makin' sure that nigga die 

Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out) 

Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) 

Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) 

Nigga we ride out 

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