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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)

My life is a jungle
I struggle
Hustle
Monday through to Sunday
They told me the world is mine
But shit, I don't want it.
Who want it? How could it be mine and I'm still
Hungry still homely, lost and lonely?
So I holler at the forces of the wind as
A friend! But I predicted this ending back in the day,
Cause I had visions of bad
Decisions, knew niggas would go astray.
Although we pray and we pray and we
Pray, we do, but see when a nigga lose faith,
No more united, divided we fall
Nigga, then haul.
We all dealt fucked up cards,
But don't complain just play
The hand that you was dealt.
You play them right you prevail,
You play them wrong then you fail.
It ain't hard to tell, when you be headed for self-destruction.
Cause I could look at a piece of the puzzle.
It ain't no love involved.
Everything we was dissolved.
We all hard as one but together we raw.
And it ain't a nigga that can fuck with that.
We spreaded the talent my nigga,
What's up with that? Letting the devil get in.
Should've pinned.
You was pretendin' to be friends.
We was slickin by the snake in the grass,
Slither slicked a nigga fast.
Yeah, the motherfuckin' snake in the grass.
We dropped our guards and it got inside us like a virus.
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis, crisis

There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want
If you want everything you want
If you want everything you want
If you want everything you want

I was never on some solo shit.
Always down to roll and blow a head off.
He jet off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me.
When I was lonely and my daddy died, all of my niggas came.
Nigga dreamt, and thanks for coming,
I'm still stressed out over the death.
And I take my breath to puff my cigarrete (wet).
I think the world is just collapsing, but I'm still rapping.
Get it all of my chest, go wacking back to the action.
When the bird was flying low,
And laughing, family bashing till it just happened
And Wally passed in the ashes.
Working it tragic, gloomy,
Asking if you'll ever come back tomorrow.
We tellin' the truth clone, you still beating around the bush.
Baby I'm sorry.
It's all in the game.
Throwing up blood.
Fuck it Lay, let's sign our life away!

You see me
I ain't givin' up a motherfuckin' thang
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no bitch nigga.
Shit, commit some robberies and walk-by's.
But you don't want that.
Neither do I, but I will I will
Cause I'm a hustler, hustler.
High till I die.
I'm a get mine even if it means murder,
Fuck it let me fire.
Cuz a nigga thirsty nowadays.
But I'm a hustler just like
You, don't bring that shit my way.

Well if it's something you can't give up (Would you give it up?)
To get everything you want (I can't give it up!)
To get everything you want (I can't give it up!)
To get everything you want (I can't give it up!)
To get everything you want (I can't give it up!)

Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga.
Running with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out nigga!
Fearing my prophecy, ain't no stopping me.
Comin through with the Mossberg shotty.
I really don't want to hurt nobody.
Just kill off Filluminati!
Fuck the D-E-A, the F-B-I.
I-R-S can kiss my ass too.
C-P-D, F-C-C, y'all niggas better quit trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you.
I'll blast you.
Hit 'em up like Pac did, take 'em hostage.
Terrorized and tortured your ghetto resource, a big payback (payback)! Little Lay that
Little nigga with scrilla.
And bitch I thought you knew.
You got a beam on me, I got a beam on you.
You wanna fuck with me, I'm gonna fuck with you.
(Biatch!) Like it's always been.
Y'all niggas gonna have to kill me.
Feel me! You gonna have to pop me.
Even if you tryin to stop me from grinding.
I'm leaving you blinded by the science of Mo Thug till you find us.
All a nigga know, in the hood life, in the streets
Tryin to get the good life, getting that lle' up under the street lights.
It's a life I'm fighting.
A nigga want out but just can't get out.
So I guess I gots to fix it.
All them dreams of having them big thangs, I'm still gonna chase it.
You'll see that!

There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)

Written by HENDERSON, ANTHONY / FLESH-N-BONE, / HUTTON, L.T. / SCRUGGS, CHARLES / HOWSE, STEVEN / MCCANE, BRYON
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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