Bizzy Bone-Intro
Rest in peace, Karlos Shammar Davis. 7th Sign
soldier. A.K.A. Low Down. Rest in peace, nigga. I
love you. Yeah. It's just the dirty Seven in this
motherfucker, killers incorporated motherfucker.
Ha ha... Little Capo in this bitch. Rasu in this
motherfucker. Mo! Thug Millenium, ThugLine. Nigga
what? Bring yellow niggas back in style B

Bizzy Bone
The streets smothered me, crack smothered me and
the brothers/ I want to move out of this country,
get away from ya motherfuckers/ Momma was cheatin'
and sleepin' with somebody elses nigga/ A bastard
is born quick, Lil' B got half sisters/ Liquor
ridiculous, watchin' my niggas die quickly/ Speak
from the spirit, they comin' with me/ And that's
for runnin' with me, dirty money, I'm still
hungry/ Club niggas is yuppies, guppies fuckin'
these little baby puppies/ Fresh outta prison,
nigga rusty, but I'm mackin' none-the-less/
Bullet's is followin' but Bizzy is feelin' lucky/
So why you muggin' me thug, you really ain't
buggin' me bitch/ And Little Capo keep lookin'
that's cause he really love me/ The streets
smothered me, crack smothered me and the brothers/
I want to move out of this country, get away from
motherfuckers/ Nine millimeter, it don't cover me,
I'm caught up in this motherfuckin' fuckery/ 7th
Sign, nigga

H.I.T.L.A.H. Capo-Confuscious-Chorus
Only God is us, homie rolly, in God we trust/ God
bless my niggas, thug luv (Hell yea)/ Only way
that we gon' ever get to rise, togetherness as we
ride till we meet out demise

H.I.T.L.A.H. Capo-Confuscious
Twenty Two years and still countin' clockin'
collatoral, baffled while we really here up
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Capo-Confuscious, throw up my fist if we
compatible/ No love? Fuck it, then let's battle/
Ammo explode, machine gun rattle/ Everybody
scatter, hysterical/ Sirens, police patrol (Whoa!)
But they keep on rollin' soon as they see that
this O.G. to back controllin' the streets/
Probablly some real niggas, got me heated, state
your beef/ These bitches need to practice what
they preach, capice? Rest in peace Martin Luther
King, who truly was a bigger man than me, turned
the other cheek/ Nigga, please! Generation X is
more than the weak, just a little sneak peek
preview of what I came to do/ Simply dominate,
won't tolerate, dispute/ Nickel plated, aim to
shoot 'em up/ Suggest you pussy's keep your lip
shut or get fucked

Chorus

Prince Rasu
United we stand, divided we fall for the same
bullshit like snipers on Whitehouse lawns/ In the
same 'hood shit, got niggas from Compton to Africa
on that thug shit/ Reginold Deny, any comment I
lost my blood reppin' Karlos Davis/ I can't love
shit unless the fullest extent is given/ I'm above
this deception, I know they intentions/ Weapons of
thug shit if ever they step out of line/ From
ashes to dust, bitch! Ride, never been far from
the grave, since the murder, never been afraid/ My
cradle had a guage close by when my Father was
stressed/ Momma asked him to leave as she departed
to death/ And ever since, I've been convinced that
it's kill or be killed/ Had the young mind of a
scholar, but society failed/ Josiah Ben Rasu, they
caged my brother back in '96 but now in Armageddon
we ridin' forever

Chorus