Clog Up Yo Mind-Bone Thugs N Harmony

Album by: Art Of War Artist by: Bone Thugs N Harmony (chorus) sit back, and let this thugshit, clog up yo mind (x3) [krayzie] Now, Im ah ni**a ta keep ta myself, and dont f**k wit nobody Im quiet, Im thuggin. why are yall so fast? Aint 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, ni**a feel tha bone, now spray, hey Especially foe tha police, man. Im ah ni**a wit thugshit Cause Im runnin wit tha niggaz in tha hood and thats how we play Wanna feel ah my spray-pump hit yo chest, and finally realize Who youre f**k with, f**kin 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 aint innocent, you should never been there In tha first place, fall, you got yo curse today, hah Willin die-hard ni**a, wanna give up fakin Nut devotion just do what you want So b**ch, krayzie bone, real it now, and when did they lose? Youll feel the vibe, ni**a Killin cause Im krayzie, ni**a, cause I got to get the money Get the platinum fund to pay But Im ah be ah thinkin bout my niggaz When I got ta do sum flippin, if ah ni**a aint got my back (chorus) [layzie] Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spenidin yo Just sum pap low sh*t, 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, its on, jackin move Then ya betta figure again, and quit plottin Takin over this everyday, stoppin to tha tough Double glock and its not forgotten Bitchez drop in tha clair Its tha bone thugs, in this sh*t wit eazy e and we made it And ah ni**a wanna hate me cause Im famous Id still leave em in tha streetz, you cant blame us (lady luv) Cause when they catch me without my heat, and Im thuggin In tha streetz and Im rollin Thuggin by the deadliest gs, you cant f**k wit us To the pressure out of pressure, Im loadin, blow you up Yall know we dont worship sin, its tha heartz of men And wed 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 youd 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 Im alone, yes, but I may not rest Police will see me silenced stressin Ni**a was steppin up in ah, when I catched them thievin And I got em and there, gotta learn their lesson Blastin, no more, no Im not havin it Breakin apart foe neva my daddy Lil ripsta defeat go pathless, so I get crazy And I face nows 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, lets begin Ah new riot, hittin, and buckin them down to tha pave Cause Im in tha new sense of me grave Couldnt you hataz, wouldnt 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 w**d, and yall 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 its 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 motherf**kin 44 But I gotta stay clean, its cool, then unless he freein Im mean sum cheeze, me and my niggaz, and this mo thug, mo thug Cavalry, on tha streetz Ready ta ride, when its time ta ride, ready ta kill When its time ta kill, you gon die, you gon die Ive 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)