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BONE THUGS N HARMONY F/Phil Collins
"Home"
[Layzie Bone]I been stuck in the struggleAnd I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubbleI'm gettin' caught up in the touchInstead of usin' my muscleAnd everytime I extend my heart to my motherCaught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustleSometimes I sit and I wonderIf a nigga pull my numberIf it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam'In this world where nobody don't give a damnBut I'm still a manGot a soul programI'ma pump my fistI'm stayin' ready for thisAnd you can put this on WishI never seen the abyssAnd when I needed a rideYou wouldn't give me a liftAnd now I'm poppin' my crisYou niggas all on my dickI wanna change the worldYou wanna change ya lifeI wouldn't a put up a fightIf I knew it was triteThey say everything happin' for a reasonCan you tell me why these niggas bleedin'Needin' general assistanceOut here needin' public housingOut here tryna make ends meetTryna get on their feetBut see my brain so cloudyAnd I know what you don't knowYou better get on your mission and get down for your doughSee the real niggas ready out here taken controlSee I'm screamin' out Mo'With my pockets on swollPlease Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my houseQuit bringin' distrust to my spouseCasuse I'm ready for the kill on look out, look outIf you niggas try to run up on the BoneI'ma show you like this I'ma pull out my chromeI don't wanna have to send a nigga homeLord please take me homeCome and take me home
[Chorus][Phil Collins]
Take, take me homeCause I dont remmeberTake, take me homeCause I dont remember
[Krayzie Bone]Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,HomePlease take me homeWhen I'm lookin' at my money nowThinkin' back to when I was livin' foulI was runnin' wild, sur-vi-vingOn some nine-to-fiveAnd even puttin' overtime if I had to grindI was stayin' up, slingin' up, stingin' up on the blockDuckin' a' dozen o' cops clocked on the night shiftDidn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghettoBut we finally made itStill dedicated to the music we made yeahNow it's on Bone ThugLeave alone, came back the next yearNumber 1 platinum song it blew up from the goAnd what do you know (Oh no)Eazy, rest his soulLeft us in the mess, I don't regret itBut we better get up and get it, goEverythang's gon' wrongSince you left Bone ain't nothin' been rightI knew it woulda been onWe woulda been tightWe would of been in the zone ridin' so highHopin the game find us lightSee we used to love makin' musicWe was always in the studio, groovin'We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)But you know I'm goin' through itAnd ain't feelin this rap thing right nowThey got me trippin' ready to flipThey got me trippin' ready to come get my chipsThey got me trippin' loadin' the clipsThey trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it rightnow (Right now, now)
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]I'll never give inI'll never give upI'll let 'em live inThey sinnin,'they pretend to be tough, pretend to be toughPretend to be blessedThey want money and women, it's never enoughThey in a rush hope nobody knows just too muchYou better be good, you know up in the hood it's so,we give 'em the doughRide out, laughin' upWhen niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junkAnd to the grave, I been one of the braveNot one of the slavesAnd one in the painAnd I'll be one of the sameStay hatin' the fake, by the television runnin' 'round tellin niggas we better behaveGuard Leathafce and the grin right up under my faceI steady debate the pain that I bring with hateSweet as the cake, I take another puff and shakeThe smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weakLost mommy, poppy left homeI miss Wish' Uncle CharlieSit list in the back-yeh-tellin' his selctionHis date is probablyProbably my mommy, songCryin' for the life of you goneJust me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll
[Chorus]
[Wish]When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrongAnd it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strongWe just wanted him to see what we doYou motivated us. At the shows we seeked youAnd I really hope u listen to what we spit on these songsYou might have been through somethin' hopin' nothin' like BoneLike one said we'll never make itLike two, thirty mil in they facesAnd I really thought it was over when somebody leftCrossed over, back to the hood we souljahsThe music nigga make it back, scandlousBut fate kicked in and award shows and we winnin nowGotta keep it comin' food in my baby mouthAnd thangs have changed like relationshipsAin't headin nothin' now u wanna flipSuin' people thangs you would've never made on your ownNow I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hoodBye, think I'm homeStick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be goneYou can really help a busta if it ain't ment to beWit a little oohwee, wit a little oohweeI'm tired of tryin' to help these thugsLord. Just God i'm home, god i'm home
[Chorus]
"Home"
[Layzie Bone]I been stuck in the struggleAnd I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubbleI'm gettin' caught up in the touchInstead of usin' my muscleAnd everytime I extend my heart to my motherCaught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustleSometimes I sit and I wonderIf a nigga pull my numberIf it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam'In this world where nobody don't give a damnBut I'm still a manGot a soul programI'ma pump my fistI'm stayin' ready for thisAnd you can put this on WishI never seen the abyssAnd when I needed a rideYou wouldn't give me a liftAnd now I'm poppin' my crisYou niggas all on my dickI wanna change the worldYou wanna change ya lifeI wouldn't a put up a fightIf I knew it was triteThey say everything happin' for a reasonCan you tell me why these niggas bleedin'Needin' general assistanceOut here needin' public housingOut here tryna make ends meetTryna get on their feetBut see my brain so cloudyAnd I know what you don't knowYou better get on your mission and get down for your doughSee the real niggas ready out here taken controlSee I'm screamin' out Mo'With my pockets on swollPlease Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my houseQuit bringin' distrust to my spouseCasuse I'm ready for the kill on look out, look outIf you niggas try to run up on the BoneI'ma show you like this I'ma pull out my chromeI don't wanna have to send a nigga homeLord please take me homeCome and take me home
[Chorus][Phil Collins]
Take, take me homeCause I dont remmeberTake, take me homeCause I dont remember
[Krayzie Bone]Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,HomePlease take me homeWhen I'm lookin' at my money nowThinkin' back to when I was livin' foulI was runnin' wild, sur-vi-vingOn some nine-to-fiveAnd even puttin' overtime if I had to grindI was stayin' up, slingin' up, stingin' up on the blockDuckin' a' dozen o' cops clocked on the night shiftDidn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghettoBut we finally made itStill dedicated to the music we made yeahNow it's on Bone ThugLeave alone, came back the next yearNumber 1 platinum song it blew up from the goAnd what do you know (Oh no)Eazy, rest his soulLeft us in the mess, I don't regret itBut we better get up and get it, goEverythang's gon' wrongSince you left Bone ain't nothin' been rightI knew it woulda been onWe woulda been tightWe would of been in the zone ridin' so highHopin the game find us lightSee we used to love makin' musicWe was always in the studio, groovin'We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)But you know I'm goin' through itAnd ain't feelin this rap thing right nowThey got me trippin' ready to flipThey got me trippin' ready to come get my chipsThey got me trippin' loadin' the clipsThey trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it rightnow (Right now, now)
[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]I'll never give inI'll never give upI'll let 'em live inThey sinnin,'they pretend to be tough, pretend to be toughPretend to be blessedThey want money and women, it's never enoughThey in a rush hope nobody knows just too muchYou better be good, you know up in the hood it's so,we give 'em the doughRide out, laughin' upWhen niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junkAnd to the grave, I been one of the braveNot one of the slavesAnd one in the painAnd I'll be one of the sameStay hatin' the fake, by the television runnin' 'round tellin niggas we better behaveGuard Leathafce and the grin right up under my faceI steady debate the pain that I bring with hateSweet as the cake, I take another puff and shakeThe smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weakLost mommy, poppy left homeI miss Wish' Uncle CharlieSit list in the back-yeh-tellin' his selctionHis date is probablyProbably my mommy, songCryin' for the life of you goneJust me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll
[Chorus]
[Wish]When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrongAnd it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strongWe just wanted him to see what we doYou motivated us. At the shows we seeked youAnd I really hope u listen to what we spit on these songsYou might have been through somethin' hopin' nothin' like BoneLike one said we'll never make itLike two, thirty mil in they facesAnd I really thought it was over when somebody leftCrossed over, back to the hood we souljahsThe music nigga make it back, scandlousBut fate kicked in and award shows and we winnin nowGotta keep it comin' food in my baby mouthAnd thangs have changed like relationshipsAin't headin nothin' now u wanna flipSuin' people thangs you would've never made on your ownNow I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hoodBye, think I'm homeStick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be goneYou can really help a busta if it ain't ment to beWit a little oohwee, wit a little oohweeI'm tired of tryin' to help these thugsLord. Just God i'm home, god i'm home
[Chorus]
