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Flesh-N-Bone

Crazy by the Flesh

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* send all corrections to this typistChorus:Made by the, ah, Flesh (flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh)(the Flesh, the Flesh)[Flesh-N-Bone]Slowly, slowly, seep inside you, open up widedeep in your mental, Flesh`ll get you mesmerizedMust I force you to realize eyes, they crazy by the FleshAnd it be test or tried, even if they (gonna fight)And the Afta Maff, when I`m on, go on homeIt ain`t shit, thought you knew me `til I made it knowNothin` to pick up the gauge, explosion, blownContend with the fifth dog, never could anyone check how I`m servin` for the C-L-EGet took to the streets, and the thugsta down on the St. ClairHit up ya S-C-T, when I`m hangin`, swangin` with the G`sGive each other peace, pass around my fifth of rumEverybody talkin` shit and steady reminiscin` on back in the dayshow we used to roll bankroll foldNigga makin` his money, daily doubleIt`s the reason why you`re countin` stacksIf a psycho ?; gonna break loseNigga test, and come rippin` through the tracksThey packin` a gat, and you`re not just in case of a jackIf you didn`t you done, snatchedIn a little while no daylight, won`t be funNo wonder if you slippin`, you hungSome run, tryin` to get awaysay can`t escape from a thugsta trailerSo many victims, had to leave `em (smellin`) for yellin` I kill `em and hop in the smugstart bailin` back on the strip by twelveMight as well, set up shop `til them coppers come upTryin` to raid off my organization, runnin` shit all through the nationJust thought he would straight up try to set up the mission that me onChorus[Flesh-N-Bone]Hold still, bitchIf you slippin`, you bet he`s gon` chalkin` `til the reaper stalkin`Sneak up, caught a nigga flossin`Drop the money, jewels, keys ? pleaseBe and you all tossed in a coffin, takin` a loss and I`m the ? me oftenNever needin` more time, wastin`makin` good in it for the love of mo` money, manBang no` brains, take it you should`ve listened to us, down up for my thangInsane through the Flesh reign, and niggas ain`t up on my levelDevil took the niggas that battered me, stayed in the graveGravedigger be snatch my shovel, and all the dirt, it ain`t no worseAnd I curse only person they done with the click so murda no` hurtNiggas comin` gunnin`, ? bullets all to spit your shit, quick, your slainBang, muthafuckas on top of the hitsWe done hittin` `em for hire, gettin` the job done right every timeSome nigga want to get his contract expiredNever get tried of buckin`Niggas keep on testin`They killed and really makin` my day, clench with an A.K., baby, don`t playWanna fuck with my pay?I gotta go blow his ass awayHe tried to fade meThat niggas #1 flip artist, one of the hardest thugs in the LandBringin` you the shit if you lookin` to start itAnd I`m a finish any problem, solve itIf you gonna cause it, you`ll be taken care ofAnd I know that you`re scared that my niggas`ll hunt you down`round, ready, round...Chorus[Flesh-N-Bone]Better clear up the way up, my warpath, now the madman done blasted up out of the cycle warSo they labeled me 5150 You wanna fuck with me?Better pray to my LordI`m gonna tortune, body run, scorchNot one of my enemies gonna surviveDied in the holocaust, caught in destructionBuck `em all, fried alive, takin my timeLookin` `til I find and hide away sneak attack on after midnightGettin` high, wait until the clock strikes soundNever no light in sightGet `em up and lie downNiggas runnin` up quick and so bring the soldiersThen I`m a take `em into the darkness ?, leave alone when they roll hime in the heartlessIt`s wicked by farthest, fuck with itWe are Mo ThugsPackin` two glocks for the warAnd it`s on with mighty, mighty, warrior soldiersNo love for the bustas, keep in playa hatin`Study, then bite our styleAlways down with the armyWe stand aloneBone Thugs-N-Harmony takin` muthafuckas out when they get too foul in the mouthCheck many niggas with a slug in they chestThe they lay in a puddle of bloodWhen they layin` to rest, that`s for fuckin` with FleshEven if a nigga put on a vest, then I might aim for their domeGotta get `em dead for sureSo don`t try to play when the people get slayed awayEternally Flesh here to let ya`ll knowChorus

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