Real Life(feat. Treach, Layzie Bone & Bizzy Bone) - Krayzie Bone/Treach/Layzie Bone/Bizzy Bone

Bone thug nature

Naughty by harmony

Forgive them father for

They know not what they doin'

Treach in the house

It's time to hit 'em with the real

Like

Get our money

Bone bone bone bone

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light through little layzie's eyes

Hope he can see 'em in mine

This money gon' make me crazy

This money gon' make me crazy baby

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light in little

Bizzy's eyes hope he can see 'em in mine

Money gon' make me crazy

Money gon' make me crazy baby

Mornin' with my eyes wide

Feelin' the pressure of livin' today

Now why should I try

I'm tired of feelin' this pain

Game gon' recognize game

And any that really ain't feelin' me

Is the epitome of what I be doin'

These is slippery

If it's the history let it repeat itself

Treat yo'self don't cheat yo'self

To a life live long watch yo' health

Better yo'self and take care of yo'self

Tell 'em to suck on these nuts

Money don't grow on trees what

Killas will stop and squeeze bust

Funny how don't ease up

Strapped with the heat live in the streets

I gotta go get it whatever we need

My wife and my seeds dependin on me

I'm tryin' to be the best I can be

Talk about life I won't get it twice

Makin' this money for me and my wife

Is wantin' to shut me dowwwwn

What about the kids the kids the kids is straight

Watch out my we dominate

Make it to where you can't concentrate

Releasin it through when we bomb on hate

Real life comin' at ya real life can happen

Real life to ya-now holla at me

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light through little layzie's eyes

Hope he can see 'em in mine

This money gon' make me crazy

This money gon' make me crazy baby

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy

Jesus Christ

I see the light in trigga

Treach's eyes hope he can see 'em in mine

Money gon' make me crazy

Money gon' make me crazy baby

Twenty to twenty to bottles of bottles

Of beer on the beer on the wall

A twenty to twenty to twenty to bottles

Of bottles of-beer

And if the one of the one of the dollars

A dollars happen to happen to fall

It'll be a click-plow click-plow hunana

Brick-brack to alla y'all

I got my chrome protect my dome

Plus my mask and my mic

I got my own version called the

Ghetto passion of Christ

Feel theyself too much

Can't smell the that you're in

I wanna save all the chil'ren

But I'm pissed like urine

Whether it's telegraphic

Tell a spy tell a lie

Tell the feds the revolution

This time will be televised

I keep it funky ya hustler

Wit a musty hustler

That's why my OG's we be hangin'

Out like rusty mothers

Don-dotta-dolla found a ground

And not a nine-to-fiver

I love you who don't want no

More of that baby mama drama

Haters call me I hated all

Who try me yeah

Whether you're bald or you're braided

Parts them hustlas can

Never fade it c'mon

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light through little layzie's eyes

Hope he can see 'em in mine

This money gon' make me crazy

This money gon' make me crazy baby

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light through little layzie's eyes

Hope he can see 'em in mine

Money gon' make me crazy

Money gon' make me crazy baby

This life I'm livin' got me ill

It's livin' like every day

I'm spendin' my time preventin

My mind from flippin' and goin' insane

And now that we comin' up in

These last days

We're livin' the fast lane

It's only contributin' to my bad ways

This ain't even my life

'Cause I was supposed to be livin' forever

Right here in the flesh and not up in heaven

'Cause I know God gon' make it better

We runnin' around chasin' this paper

Like that's gon' save us

We so caught up in tryin' to get famous

It's a shame but can you blame us

'Cause takin' in all of these hard

Times keep on blindin' all mine

Why we don't wanna be like God

But shoot for the stars in the sky

Determined to get rich

I'm afraid gon' lose they blessings

So the question is-you wanna stay alive

Or try to be wealthy

What is you talkin' about

The streets walkin' around

Scared of the Winter

In another abandoned house

They don't know nothin' 'bout random outs

See 'em my pitiful hand's out

Baby girl was ran down

Harmony harmony stand down

Sound off bone takin' the

Beverly hills and round off

Ante up rubber bands quicker

Than you can get an ounce off

Uh back to the real world

Where the murderin' happens

It's touchin' everybody

Includin' the news and the rappin'

Why would I babble and wouldn't nobody blastin'

Everybody would only be spittin'

Out metaphors put it on Jesse Jackson

And you can just ask him

The rappin' is real and you

Can't turn me down like that

I'm still your child

Put it on 'pac too I got as much

'Pac in me as you got in you

Give 'em the game break it down

Y'all better read the bible 'cause

Y'all better know who wrote the scriptures

Y'all better protect your souls

Now the bone is finally focused

Pay attention to real talkin'

7th sign mo thug thugline

Still shinin' on 'em

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light through little layzie's eyes

Hope he can see 'em in mine

This money gon' make me crazy

This money gon' make me crazy baby

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light through little layzie's eyes

Hope he can see 'em in mine

Money gon' make me crazy

Money gon' make me crazy baby

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light through little layzie's eyes

Hope he can see 'em in mine

This money gon' make me crazy

This money gon' make me crazy baby

We been wheelin' and dealin' all our lives

Money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ

I see the light through little layzie's eyes

Hope he can see 'em in mine

Money gon' make me crazy

Money gon' make me crazy