Flesh-n-bone - Crazy By The Flesh Lyrics
Chorus: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, fleshll 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 Im on, go on homeIt aint 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 Im servin for the c-l-eGet took to the streets, and the thugsta down on the st. clairHit up ya s-c-t, when Im hangin, swangin with the gsGive 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 doubleIts the reason why youre countin stacksIf a psycho ? ; gonna break loseNigga test, and come rippin through the tracksThey packin a gat, and youre not just in case of a jackIf you didnt you done, snatchedIn a little while no daylight, wont be funNo wonder if you slippin, you hungSome run, tryin to get awaySay cant escape from a thugsta trailerSo many victims, had to leave em (smellin) for yellinI 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, *****If you slippin, you bet hes gon chalkin til the reaper stalkinSneak up, caught a nigga flossinDrop the money, jewels, keys ? pleaseBe and you all tossed in a coffin, takin a loss and Im the ? me oftenNever needin more time, wastinMakin good in it for the love of mo money, manBang no brains, take it you shouldve listened to us, down up for my thangInsane through the flesh reign, and niggas aint up on my levelDevil took the niggas that battered me, stayed in the graveGravedigger be snatch my shovel, and all the dirt, it aint 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, mutha*****as 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 buckinNiggas keep on testinThey killed and really makin my day, clench with an a.k., baby, dont playWanna ***** 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 Im a finish any problem, solve itIf you gonna cause it, youll be taken care ofAnd I know that youre scared that my niggasll hunt you downround, 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 5150You wanna ***** with me?Better pray to my lordIm 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 Im a take em into the darkness? , leave alone when they roll hime in the heartlessIts wicked by farthest, ***** with itWe are mo thugsPackin two glocks for the warAnd its on with mighty, mighty, warrior soldiersNo love for the bustas, keep in playa hatinStudy, then bite our styleAlways down with the armyWe stand aloneBone thugs-n-harmony takin mutha*****as outWhen 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, thats for *****in with fleshEven if a nigga put on a vest, then I might aim for their domeGotta get em dead for sureSo dont try to play when the people get slayed awayEternally flesh here to let yall knowChorus
