motherfuckin crackin baby Shouts out, to the family members Lil' Layzie Bone, in the motherfuckin house Krayzie Bone, in the motherfuckin house Wish Bone, in the motherfuckin house! Flesh-N-Bone
-Bizzy Bone-Intro- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Capo Regime, Lil' Capo Confuscious first and foremost. Yeah, yeah. Live in the ghetto, we're in the ghetto, War
grounds With constant war pops off, wine bottles on the regular Like clock work to be specific [9th prince] The general wise out in fatigues, mentally for
see your smile just as I see the sunrise This land is ancient, it's built out of bones At war with each other, the mother, the father The sisters, the brothers
bad to the bone, with a style like Al Capone I'ma smile while I give you the dial tone Eatin' shrimp and girls I be pimpin' Walk like I'm limpin', this brother
the parkside Play a brother in any game he wanted to play For fun or money, for money if he wanted to pay I wasn't diggin for niggas, so brother, dig
of dollars in a war to control oil in Iraq 3,000 soldiers have come home in coffins Hundreds of thousands of Iraq civilians have lost their lives Our brothers
One for you, one for me Two for you, one-two for me Three for you What? I'll smack fuck out ya Smack fire out your fuckin' ass What the fuck you think
tight aight I be the one to break through your barrier Bomb carrier ready to explode in hype mode You'll catch a bad decision at any given I was marked for
done, i done came, conquered my insanity, The man in me evolves to my vanity, All black Tee, Philly fitted with a black P, Niggas ain't ready for war
(feat. Ghostface Killer, U-God) [Intro:] [Raekwon] One for you, one for me Two for you, one-two for me Three for you... [Ghostface] What? I'll smack
baseball spliffs Back seat with my leg all stiff Push the fuckin' seat up, tartar sauce on my S Dot kicks Rocks is lit while I'm poppin' the clips I'm ready for war
thugsta music You just move it dont abuse it Bone so lovely Gotta get, gotta get, get money (mo' money) Thuggin' forever we keepin' it real, I'm ready
for war Better prepare for war Better prepare for war Hey the world (the world) ain't yours The wor-or-or-or-orld These last days you better prepare for
call Cannibal, Russian Roulette Who's next, ready to gamble, I'm a ramblin' man I keep guns on a mantle and a candle for my little brother Capo Confuscious
salvation Ruin your reputation Get ready for a brief devastation Forty clicks up the creek If I hear a squeek The nigga Gate Keep never ever retreats Brooklyn street perpendicular The order for
Bitches spit and cum on each others clits for kicks Cocaine tits degenerates smother ya shit Another day in paradise, surrounded by bloodsuckers and parasites Gettin' in shoot outs for