Lirik Lagu Mind Of A Souljah - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
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Layzie:It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls. Babi Boi, myAngel, Daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads[Crossroads].Bizzy:Babi Boi . . .Layzie:Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.[Everybody] Everybody by now you should know my label, my thugsta,these things guidin' your struggles. All it is, is aboutthis hustle, whatever it takes to piece this puzzle, why declare waron these fakers and haters eliminate us, traitors (...?...)These are the days of our lives [lives]. Do or die, (that died toBoo--he go bye) whom die they lie in the face of our society.Tried a (?) attempt to quiet me, and got a nation that's down to ridewith me. Here's the deal, can I get a witness? It's deeperthan survival. Who am I? My brother's keeper? Yeah, I be clutchin' onmy Bible, willing to die. The wicked is near me,dearly departed, but nobody hears me. 'Cause we all gon' fall inmisery. It's so serious, it bring tears to me. Here's to thestreet, like a drop to the beat, creepin' up my block. I'm alreadyknowin' a nigga wanna do me, so I stay strapped. (Don't posefor the cop), crooked cops, they gonna harass me, ask me the same ol'bullshit questions, knowin' I'm a thug, (will bust agauge), keepin' a pistol in my possession, but a thuggish ruggishsoldier like myself gon' move on, and prevail, avoid jail, collectmy mill with my Bones, splittin' domes.Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, comeon, don't make me hurt ya. Come on, come on,come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, all about thatbloody murder. Come on, come on, come on, comeon, come on, come on, come on, come on, make a move and I'll have tohurt ya. Come on, come on, come on, come on,come on, come on, come on, come on, all about that bloody murder.Bizzy:Baby Boi . . .Layzie:Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.(Stick to this dance) and struggle, addicted to trouble, we nevergoin' change. My (?), thugs, see. Soldiers, I think we must beto O.G. (?) loves thee. Mama plead my family tree never helped amother come up, seen it was hard tryin' to bring her sonsup--they dwelled on the worse and ate nothin' for done up, comin' up,made it, eternal, in the struggle. Thank God. I'm acount my blessin', trouble but never no stressin', just started alesson, 'cause life will be runnin' that test and better off in acell.See a nigga walkin' the streets, and they label us foolish. Trouble'cause I always knew this, while the rest of my days I livin' inRuthless. Fuck what you're thinkin', law, my Judge is up Heaven. Lookat my stomach and see the "7," even scares us howI'm bailin', rebellin', tellin' y'all nothin' but a soldier tell,critic can kiss my ass. I might go to thinkin' about my past, get mad,Ireach in my stash and blast. Fuck all y'all that treated a nigga likewe wasn't shit, and soon as we hit, now what do we get?These fake-ass niggas tryin' to get in our click, all on our dick, butyou can miss me, actin' phony in my presence, love it orleave it. You can't believe it. It ain't that season. Get to steppin',hater.Only Mo Thug allowed, say it loud, Mo Thug and I'm proud. Mo Thug andI'm proud.Loud! Proud! Loud! Proud!Bizzy:Baby Boi . . .Layzie:Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.Better watch for the nightfall when them come, better watch out forthe night stormers. No light's in sight when them run, butthem lights would warned ya. Caught ya slippin' up out of your game,playa. Wasteland soldier, see what we facin', chasin'po-po on the hood like Jason, casin' your (?), fin to blow yourstation instantly. Fin to be World War 3, ya can't fuck with myfamily, try to test a man, and we single-handedly take over your mindand the rest of the planet. See, I'll be damned if wesurrender, a G that's still no pretender, put it all down, make 'emall remember: deep in Hell is where I'll send ya. Welcome tothe Land of more indo. We smoke. We choke. You know we blaze. Breakout any cup with the pipe, what's up? Parlay,come around my way. Lay, keep it real. Keep it real. Peace be still,time after time, can't forget that money, man, that money,man. Mo' money be on mind, bottom line.Bizzy:Baby Boi . . .Layzie:Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me.
