Thug World Order

* send corrections to the typist<br><br>[Layzie Bone]<br>I been stuck in the struggle<br>And I been wonderin` if I`m ever gon` bubble<br>I`m gettin` caught up in a tussle<br>Instead of usin` my muscle<br>And everytime I extend my heart to my mother<br>Caught up in the game now I`m back up in the hustle<br>Sometimes I sit and I wonder<br>If a nigga pull my number<br>If it wasn`t for the Bone Thug fam`<br>In this world where nobody don`t give a damn<br>But I`m still a man<br>Got us all programmed<br>I`ma pump my fist<br>I`m stayin` ready for this<br>And you can put this on Wish<br>I never seen the abyss<br>And when I needed a ride<br>You wouldn`t give me a lift<br>And now I`m poppin` my cris<br>You niggas all on my dick<br>I wanna change the world<br>You wanna change ya life<br>I wouldn`t a put up a fight<br>If I knew it was trite<br>They say everything happin` for a reason<br>Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin`<br>Needin` general assistance<br>Out here needin` public housing<br>Out here tryna make ends meet<br>Tryna get on their feet<br>But see your brain is so cloudy<br>And I know what you don`t know<br>You better get on your mission and get down for your dough<br>See the real niggas ready out here taken control<br>See I`m screamin` out Mo`<br>With my pockets on swoll<br>Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin` these bills to my house<br>Quit bringin` this stress to my spouse<br>Casuse I`m ready for the kill on look out, look out<br>If you niggas try to run up on the Bone<br>I`ma show you like this I`ma pull out my chrome<br>I don`t wanna have to send a nigga home<br>Lord please take me home<br>Come and take me home<br><br>[Chorus]<br>[Phil Collins]<br><br>Take, take me home<br>Cause I dont remmeber<br>Take, take me home<br>Cause I dont remember<br><br>[Krayzie Bone]<br>Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,<br>Home,Home,Home,Home,Home<br>Please take me home<br>When I`m lookin` at my money now<br>Thinkin` back to when I was livin` foul<br>I was runnin` wild, sur-vi-ving<br>Cause I`m nine-to-five<br>And even puttin` overtime if I had to grind<br>I was stayin` up, slangin` dubs, hangin` up on the block<br>Duckin` and dodgin` the cops clocked on the night-shift<br>Didn`t think I`d ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto<br>But we finally made it<br>Stay dedicated to the music we made yeah<br>Now it`s on Bone Thug<br>Leave alone, came back the next year<br>Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the door<br>And what do you know (Oh no)<br>Eazy, rest his soul<br>Left us in the mess, I don`t regret it<br>But we better get up and get it, go<br>Everythang`s gon` wrong<br>Especially Bone, it never been right<br>I knew it woulda been on<br>We woulda been tight<br>We would of been in the zone ridin` so high<br>Up in the game five, thugs, lye<br>See we used to love makin` music<br>We was always in the studio, groovin`<br>We kept it movin`, we was ready to do it (Right)<br>But you know I`m goin` through it<br>And ain`t feelin this rap thing right now<br>They got me trippin` ready to flip<br>They got me trippin` ready to come get my chips<br>They got me trippin` loadin` the clips<br>They trippin`, Lord I feel like I`m losin` it right<br>now (Right now, now, now)<br><br>[Chorus]