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Bizzy:It's East 1999 time.I promise that I'll hunt you bastards, zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic,fast in a hurry. Is you ready for me magic? Let 'em blast, and nigga, bet I(?), then move, true to the murder mo, gladly, 'cause the haters never hadto have me, want to follow fools through alleys, 'cause ready to lose anddaddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie, probably St. Clair babies, sohate me, but I handle my business, so lately I can handle my shady, kill'em, but we think I'm a bomb again, no leavin' as they put me in prisonand give me time, I'm ready for the gun to go get 'em and I'm a fill 'emwith eleven of mine and one die. Is he ready to lie if I decide, lookin' atmy killin's in his eyes and boom to go bye, I'm gonna fly [fly], whom diethey lie.Flesh:Whom die they lie.Krayzie:No mo' mercy . . .Flesh:Whom die they lie. [Shot.]Flesh:Now, who wanna go snitch? Talk shit about real trues, still be payin'dues, saw them sneakin', and a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, theyhatin'. Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth (...?...) and they lose,lookin' so deep eyes, and tell it when they lyin', stop tryin', but they neverconvince none, got hundreds runnin' up with gauges. Still I'm sure theysure they fryin' us, but I buck, sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off lateat night. So, what if it got too late for me to get 'em? Then gotta switchto testin' G's. In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady,we're too quick to pull petty bullshit. Y'all thought that you could fuckwith the Cleveland thugstas, #1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would,bitch, pop, (...?...) and have to show you through, when Bone thugscomin' in, it's a headline. Time to get on top of (?) when they got (?) allover this nation, world, and I plan on, now look at you bustas get mad.Beat the fuckas on their own line, don't make 'em tell it to ya twice, whenyou crack a grip, keep it real, but you should (?) pay the price (?).Layzie:Whom die they lie.Krayzie:No mo' mercy . . .Layzie:Whom die they lie [Shot.]Layzie:Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta, little sneaky muthafucka on amission, grind, be plottin' for it quickly. Who fried? Do or die, nigga,you and I for the creep on the come up, and pay these niggas a visit. So isit, was it, wicked ways, got me strugglin' for days. Hey, a nigga's gottaeat, so yo, I gotta get paid and blaze. So swift not to catch a case, creptup in his place while the nigga was gone for his safe and his stones, andit's on, 'cause the Bones havin' a say, I won't forget this evenin'. Niggahad theif, Little Layzie Bone, thievin', 'cause he had cameras hid off intohis ceiling. Pin me, niggas run away, they said they lookin' for me, butI'm a find a nigga killin' before this nigga find me. Y'all niggas know amurder-bound city, see me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down, breakin'it down in the C-Town, spot 'em on the avenue, (?) he's passin' through,get 'em at the next red light, green light, got the go ahead, infrared onyour forehead. Whom die they lie.Krayzie:Whom die they lie.No mo' mercy . . .Whom die they lie. [Shot.]I'm that nigga with the shot and, red-hand, answerin' niggas, poppin'enemy. Drop 'em. Me gotta get 'em, kill 'em before they get the copperson us, and you know the bitches want us, but as soon as they close, it'sthe pap pap, pardon me. Take a look, and what you see--Krayzie stillrunnin' from the police, 'cause I got a fuckin' bag of weed. I'll be leavin'sale now on the scene. I can do it. I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty.He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head. Shoulda fled, butyou didn't, so bye-bye. Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outtathe sea, meet your fuckin' fate and in grave lay. St. Clair, Wasteland, allmy niggas comin', oh but they can't take it, if you wanna make it, break'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid, or your fuckin' with some niggas insome desperate days. Crime, yes, it pays, if it's cool with it, cool with it,never act a fool with it, broad, 'cause your losin' me. Tell a muthafuckin'nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga, "I know who did it." Rollin'with the thuggish bunch of all. Testin' nuts, and, nigga, we'll cut yourballs. It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off. Whom die, die, whom die, die,they lie.Krayzie:Whom die they lie.No mo' mercy . . .Whom die they lie. [Shot.]

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