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Clog Up Yo Mind

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(Chorus) Sit back, and let this thugshit, Clog Up Yo` Mind (x3)

[Krayzie]

Now, I`m ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don`t fuck wit` nobody
I`m quiet, I`m thuggin`. Why are y`all so fast?
Ain`t time ta take ta quicken put to derail my thugs
Well I might be Krayzie, civilized, I cruize in my Mercedes
as ah bye-bye, nigga feel tha Bone, now spray, hey
especially foe tha police, man. I`m ah nigga wit` thugshit
cause I`m runnin` wit` tha niggaz in tha hood and that`s how we play
Wanna feel ah my spray-pump hit yo` chest, and finally realize
who you`re fuck with, fuckin with them niggaz in Cleveland
ya do whateva like he say
Then flip again, in the Land, got tha upperhand
cause I got tha gripping good delay
If you niggaz can dash, wit` tha lethal mass
and then pass wit` tha very blast
It ain`t innocent, you should never been there
in tha first place, fall, you got yo` curse today, hah
Willin` die-hard nigga, wanna give up fakin
nut devotion just do what you want
So bitch, Krayzie Bone, real it now, and when did they lose?
You`ll feel the vibe, nigga
Killin cause I`m Krayzie, nigga, cause I got to get the money
get the platinum fund to pay
But I`m ah be ah thinkin bout my niggaz
when I got ta do sum flippin`, if ah nigga ain`t got my back

(Chorus)

[Layzie]

Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spenidin` yo
Just sum pap low shit, gotta let `em hang low
Swangin` lead from my 44 magnum though
Wit` ah nuttin` indo smoke, when my thugs be sure, sure
Hope ya know, I rip heartz, it`s on, jackin` move
then ya betta figure again, and quit plottin
Takin` over this everyday, stoppin` to tha tough
Double Glock and it`s not forgotten
Bitchez drop in Tha Clair
It`s tha Bone Thugs, in this shit wit` Eazy E and we made it
and ah nigga wanna hate me `cause I`m famous
I`d still leave `em in tha streetz, you can`t blame us (lady luv)
cause when they catch me without my heat, and I`m thuggin
in tha streetz and I`m rollin
Thuggin by the deadliest G`s, you can`t fuck wit us
to the pressure out of pressure, I`m loadin, blow you up
Y`all know we don`t worship sin, it`s tha heartz of men
and we`d tested stress, wanna be blessed consists of tha sin
in tha wayz of tha sin, to be dead. (Chorus)

[Bizzy]

And I promised, that all tha soulz would last
til the dayz of tha livez of tomorrow
and if you`d follow, tha end of the world
should ah come ah so soon, so I just follow, I know
I know, hey, how ta get down foe my thang
enemiez fold ya, lettin` me soulz, gonna catch ya
flossin` all tha way
Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz unfold
it goez, around up in slow-mo
Been tickin`, and I land down to Newport
I`m alone, yes, but I may not rest
Police will see me silenced stressin
Nigga was steppin` up in ah, when I catched them thievin
and I got `em and there, gotta learn their lesson
Blastin`, no more, no I`m not havin` it
Breakin` apart foe neva my daddy
Lil` Ripsta defeat go pathless, so I get crazy
and I face now`s nasty blastin
For tha Bone, For tha Bone, hit `em up, and lesson up tha violence
Screamin` on ah my murda mo, bullets get niggaz, let`s begin
ah new riot, hittin, and buckin them down to tha pave
Cause I`m in tha new sense of me grave
Couldn`t you hataz, wouldn`t be saved, hate `em
Hate ta shook, and put ah pen up in dem
Foe tha love of money makin` go crazy
and Benjamin Franklin pleaze come save me
Hit tha weed, and y`all in, rollin yo finga but spot ya
Bam em, yam em, fiend foe tha greenm see everybody sweatin
foe tha scenez, still in ah myst wit` tha clich
an unpropable way of ah trial `cause it`s tha funk, sing

(Chorus)

[Wish]

(Now give it to `em)
Ya, gotta sit back, smoke and choke, meditate, mental state
wit` tha Bone, B-ONE. We steadily grieve on, givin` you what
you need man, clone Bone, shock `em, drop `em, pop `em
let `em know Bone in tha fukkin` war (no, no)
you hataz make feellike, you wanna feel my motherfuckin 44
But I gotta stay clean, it`s cool, then unless he freein
I`m mean sum cheeze, me and my niggaz, and this Mo` Thug, Mo` Thug
cavalry, on tha streetz
Ready ta ride, when it`s time ta ride, ready ta kill
when it`s time ta kill, you gon` die, you` gon` die
I`ve been tryin if you really wanna ride on down wit` Bone
then come on, come on. If ya really wanna ride, get down
but get stuff, but ya come on, come on

(Chorus)

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