[{"id":4813251,"name":"Battlezone","trackName":"Battlezone","artistName":"Bone Thugs-n-Harmony","albumName":"BTNHRESURRECTION","duration":259.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bizzy (Krayzie)\nPick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\nIn the battlezone, the battlezone\n(Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\nSwing low (swing low)\nSweet chariot (sweet chariot)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\nSwing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\nI looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n(What did I see, what did I see)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n(Listen to my battle cry\nCome on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n(Listen to my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come on\nHave me come for (aaah my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\nHave me come for\n\n(Bizzy)\nOne, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\nThey probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\nBizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\nKickin on somethig and dig this\nGot to feel it catch and don't let go\nWretched in a fro\nBone watchin for the po, po\nRoll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\nI gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\nComin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\nNo no don't spend a lot contend with a men\nLookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\nArrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\nFor the cops absorb you soul of course\nPraise to the pharoah\nMurder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\nWhen our niggas still shermed out\nCourt's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\nRest and burn!\n\n(Layzie)\nI can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\nAnd I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\nAnd I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\nGot me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\nAnd I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\nSo much shit on my mind, so many things to do\nSo little time a nigga really got to do it in\nMan I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\nFrom the minute nigga step outside\nNina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\nJust like Little Eazy-E told you and me\nNigga never leave the house without packin a gun\nAnd that's real leave it for the dollar bill\nNiggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\nWhen the shit poppin' off in my direction\nNigga got a 17-shot for protection\nLife ain't no joke\nToo many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\nNigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\nAnd hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\nShit is real\nAin't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\nMuthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\nPut the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n\n(Krayzie)\nHell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\nBustin niggas in the belly\nGive them muthafuckas more than just a headache\nGet back at that nigga faster than FedEx\nThey're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\nNow why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\nTalkin about we split up\nCause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\nNiggas really need to shut that shit up\nIf a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\nWe wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\nThe name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\nHit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\nAny nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\nNigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\nI never keep my enemies close\nCause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\nThat's close enough\nLeather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\nAnd hit 'em with the millimeter\nAnd I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\nBitch come on and try to rob me\nI'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\nGet off of me baby (baby),\nKeep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\nTellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\nCause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\nLook how the haters give a nigga attitude\nNigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\nThey try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\nCause in the game you get fucked every time\nGot this feeling inside my bloodline\nSomebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\nBlastin' like a madman\nGettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\nYeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\nIf any one of you niggas got any problems\nThinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\nDon't be mumblin speak a little louder\nWhile you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\nWe'll already be up in you now hater feel us\nWho the realest The Bone Thug killas\nIf there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\nRealer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\nJumpin all on the bandwagon\nWanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\nThugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\nBut when it's really time to show some tactics\nThe niggas don't have 'em\nWe murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\nDrop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\nCause when we clash ain't no comin back\nHuntin' niggas from the past\nWe gon' settle this shit right here\nFight to whoever blood be spilled first\nWho will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\nNot me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\nFeeling me\nQuicker than a clocked damn missle\nHit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\nThen we makin' sure that nigga die\nShoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Bizzy (Krayzie)\n[00:00.99] Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n[00:04.53] (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n[00:06.32] In the battlezone, the battlezone\n[00:09.97] (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n[00:13.52] Swing low (swing low)\n[00:15.33] Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n[00:18.05] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:21.63] Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n[00:25.39] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:28.09] I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n[00:32.59] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:37.96] (What did I see, what did I see)\n[00:40.06] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:43.63] (Listen to my battle cry\n[00:45.44] Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n[00:48.74] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n[00:50.52] (Listen to my battle cry)\n[00:53.27] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n[00:54.18] Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n[00:57.10] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n[00:58.04] Have me come for\n[00:58.10] (Bizzy)\n[00:58.57] One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n[01:00.96] They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n[01:03.67] Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n[01:05.47] Kickin on somethig and dig this\n[01:07.23] Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n[01:07.90] Wretched in a fro\n[01:08.83] Bone watchin for the po, po\n[01:09.70] Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n[01:11.53] I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n[01:13.33] Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n[01:15.64] No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n[01:17.44] Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n[01:19.21] Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n[01:20.16] For the cops absorb you soul of course\n[01:21.98] Praise to the pharoah\n[01:22.86] Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n[01:24.79] When our niggas still shermed out\n[01:26.57] Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n[01:27.55] Rest and burn!\n[01:28.48] (Layzie)\n[01:28.48] I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n[01:29.32] And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n[01:31.12] And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n[01:33.88] Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n[01:35.67] And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n[01:37.44] So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n[01:39.26] So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n[01:41.05] Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n[01:42.94] From the minute nigga step outside\n[01:43.80] Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n[01:45.66] Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n[01:48.31] Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n[01:50.17] And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n[01:51.93] Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n[01:53.78] When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n[01:55.51] Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n[01:57.34] Life ain't no joke\n[01:58.22] Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n[02:00.91] Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n[02:02.76] And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n[02:04.56] Shit is real\n[02:05.45] Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n[02:08.11] Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n[02:09.97] Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n[02:11.72] (Krayzie)\n[02:12.69] Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n[02:13.53] Bustin niggas in the belly\n[02:15.32] Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n[02:16.27] Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n[02:18.09] They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n[02:20.80] Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n[02:22.21] Talkin about we split up\n[02:23.12] Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n[02:24.92] Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n[02:26.70] If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n[02:28.59] We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n[02:30.36] The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n[02:33.06] Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n[02:34.94] Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n[02:36.71] Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n[02:38.57] I never keep my enemies close\n[02:40.31] Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n[02:41.22] That's close enough\n[02:42.14] Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n[02:43.04] And hit 'em with the millimeter\n[02:44.81] And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n[02:46.65] Bitch come on and try to rob me\n[02:48.48] I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n[02:49.33] Get off of me baby (baby),\n[02:51.16] Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n[02:52.95] Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n[02:53.89] Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n[02:55.62] Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n[02:56.56] Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n[02:59.27] They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n[03:02.05] Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n[03:03.76] Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n[03:04.60] Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n[03:07.47] Blastin' like a madman\n[03:09.13] Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n[03:11.00] Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n[03:12.87] If any one of you niggas got any problems\n[03:14.65] Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n[03:16.42] Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n[03:19.10] While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n[03:20.95] We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n[03:23.61] Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n[03:25.47] If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n[03:26.31] Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n[03:28.16] Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n[03:29.98] Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n[03:32.69] Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n[03:34.47] But when it's really time to show some tactics\n[03:36.20] The niggas don't have 'em\n[03:37.13] We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n[03:38.91] Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n[03:41.61] Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n[03:43.88] Huntin' niggas from the past\n[03:44.60] We gon' settle this shit right here\n[03:45.65] Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n[03:47.45] Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n[03:48.35] Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n[03:51.95] Feeling me\n[03:52.88] Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n[03:53.72] Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n[03:56.42] Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n[03:57.33] Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n[04:00.98] Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:05.43] Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:09.00] Nigga we ride out\n[04:12.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Battlezone\n  artist: Bone Thugs-n-Harmony\n  album: BTNHRESURRECTION\n  duration_ms: 259000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 990\n- text: Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  start_ms: 990\n  end_ms: 4530\n- text: (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  start_ms: 4530\n  end_ms: 6320\n- text: In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  start_ms: 6320\n  end_ms: 9970\n- text: (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 13520\n- text: Swing low (swing low)\n  start_ms: 13520\n  end_ms: 15330\n- text: Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  start_ms: 15330\n  end_ms: 18050\n- text: Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  start_ms: 18050\n  end_ms: 21630\n- text: Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  start_ms: 21630\n  end_ms: 25390\n- text: Coming forth to carry me 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If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  start_ms: 184600\n  end_ms: 187470\n- text: Blastin' like a madman\n  start_ms: 187470\n  end_ms: 189130\n- text: Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  start_ms: 189130\n  end_ms: 191000\n- text: Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  start_ms: 191000\n  end_ms: 192870\n- text: If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  start_ms: 192870\n  end_ms: 194650\n- text: Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  start_ms: 194650\n  end_ms: 196420\n- text: Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  start_ms: 196420\n  end_ms: 199100\n- text: While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  start_ms: 199100\n  end_ms: 200950\n- text: We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  start_ms: 200950\n  end_ms: 203610\n- text: Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  start_ms: 203610\n  end_ms: 205470\n- text: If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  start_ms: 205470\n  end_ms: 206310\n- text: Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  start_ms: 206310\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 209980\n- text: Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  start_ms: 209980\n  end_ms: 212690\n- text: Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  start_ms: 212690\n  end_ms: 214470\n- text: But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  start_ms: 214470\n  end_ms: 216200\n- text: The niggas don't have 'em\n  start_ms: 216200\n  end_ms: 217130\n- text: We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  start_ms: 217130\n  end_ms: 218910\n- text: Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  start_ms: 218910\n  end_ms: 221610\n- text: Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  start_ms: 221610\n  end_ms: 223880\n- text: Huntin' niggas from the past\n  start_ms: 223880\n  end_ms: 224600\n- text: We gon' settle this shit right here\n  start_ms: 224600\n  end_ms: 225650\n- text: Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  start_ms: 225650\n  end_ms: 227450\n- text: Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  start_ms: 227450\n  end_ms: 228350\n- text: Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  start_ms: 228350\n  end_ms: 231950\n- text: Feeling me\n  start_ms: 231950\n  end_ms: 232880\n- text: Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  start_ms: 232880\n  end_ms: 233720\n- text: Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  start_ms: 233720\n  end_ms: 236420\n- text: Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  start_ms: 236420\n  end_ms: 237330\n- text: Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 237330\n  end_ms: 240980\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 240980\n  end_ms: 245430\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 245430\n  end_ms: 249000\n- text: Nigga we ride out\n  start_ms: 249000\n  end_ms: 252620\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 252620\nplain: |-\n  Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  Swing low (swing low)\n  Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (What did I see, what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (Listen to my battle cry\n  Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n  (Listen to my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n  Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n  Have me come for\n\n  (Bizzy)\n  One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n  They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n  Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n  Kickin on somethig and dig this\n  Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n  Wretched in a fro\n  Bone watchin for the po, po\n  Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n  I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n  Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n  No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n  Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n  Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n  For the cops absorb you soul of course\n  Praise to the pharoah\n  Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n  When our niggas still shermed out\n  Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n  Rest and burn!\n\n  (Layzie)\n  I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n  And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n  And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n  Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n  And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n  So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n  So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n  Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n  From the minute nigga step outside\n  Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n  Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n  Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n  And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n  Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n  When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n  Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n  Life ain't no joke\n  Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n  Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n  And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n  Shit is real\n  Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n  Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n  Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n\n  (Krayzie)\n  Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  Bustin niggas in the belly\n  Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  Talkin about we split up\n  Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  I never keep my enemies close\n  Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  That's close enough\n  Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  Get off of me baby (baby),\n  Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  Blastin' like a madman\n  Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  The niggas don't have 'em\n  We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  Huntin' niggas from the past\n  We gon' settle this shit right here\n  Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  Feeling me\n  Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out\n"},{"id":6662396,"name":"Battlezone","trackName":"Battlezone","artistName":"Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony","albumName":"BTNHResurrection","duration":259.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bizzy (Krayzie)\nPick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\nIn the battlezone, the battlezone\n(Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\nSwing low (swing low)\nSweet chariot (sweet chariot)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\nSwing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\nI looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n(What did I see, what did I see)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n(Listen to my battle cry\nCome on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n(Listen to my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come on\nHave me come for (aaah my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\nHave me come for\n\n(Bizzy)\nOne, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\nThey probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\nBizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\nKickin on somethig and dig this\nGot to feel it catch and don't let go\nWretched in a fro\nBone watchin for the po, po\nRoll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\nI gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\nComin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\nNo no don't spend a lot contend with a men\nLookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\nArrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\nFor the cops absorb you soul of course\nPraise to the pharoah\nMurder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\nWhen our niggas still shermed out\nCourt's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\nRest and burn!\n\n(Layzie)\nI can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\nAnd I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\nAnd I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\nGot me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\nAnd I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\nSo much shit on my mind, so many things to do\nSo little time a nigga really got to do it in\nMan I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\nFrom the minute nigga step outside\nNina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\nJust like Little Eazy-E told you and me\nNigga never leave the house without packin a gun\nAnd that's real leave it for the dollar bill\nNiggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\nWhen the shit poppin' off in my direction\nNigga got a 17-shot for protection\nLife ain't no joke\nToo many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\nNigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\nAnd hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\nShit is real\nAin't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\nMuthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\nPut the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n\n(Krayzie)\nHell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\nBustin niggas in the belly\nGive them muthafuckas more than just a headache\nGet back at that nigga faster than FedEx\nThey're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\nNow why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\nTalkin about we split up\nCause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\nNiggas really need to shut that shit up\nIf a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\nWe wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\nThe name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\nHit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\nAny nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\nNigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\nI never keep my enemies close\nCause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\nThat's close enough\nLeather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\nAnd hit 'em with the millimeter\nAnd I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\nBitch come on and try to rob me\nI'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\nGet off of me baby (baby),\nKeep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\nTellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\nCause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\nLook how the haters give a nigga attitude\nNigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\nThey try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\nCause in the game you get fucked every time\nGot this feeling inside my bloodline\nSomebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\nBlastin' like a madman\nGettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\nYeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\nIf any one of you niggas got any problems\nThinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\nDon't be mumblin speak a little louder\nWhile you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\nWe'll already be up in you now hater feel us\nWho the realest The Bone Thug killas\nIf there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\nRealer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\nJumpin all on the bandwagon\nWanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\nThugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\nBut when it's really time to show some tactics\nThe niggas don't have 'em\nWe murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\nDrop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\nCause when we clash ain't no comin back\nHuntin' niggas from the past\nWe gon' settle this shit right here\nFight to whoever blood be spilled first\nWho will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\nNot me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\nFeeling me\nQuicker than a clocked damn missle\nHit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\nThen we makin' sure that nigga die\nShoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Bizzy (Krayzie)\n[00:00.99] Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n[00:04.53] (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n[00:06.32] In the battlezone, the battlezone\n[00:09.97] (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n[00:13.52] Swing low (swing low)\n[00:15.33] Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n[00:18.05] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:21.63] Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n[00:25.39] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:28.09] I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n[00:32.59] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:37.96] (What did I see, what did I see)\n[00:40.06] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:43.63] (Listen to my battle cry\n[00:45.44] Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n[00:48.74] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n[00:50.52] (Listen to my battle cry)\n[00:53.27] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n[00:54.18] Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n[00:57.10] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n[00:58.04] Have me come for\n[00:58.10] (Bizzy)\n[00:58.57] One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n[01:00.96] They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n[01:03.67] Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n[01:05.47] Kickin on somethig and dig this\n[01:07.23] Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n[01:07.90] Wretched in a fro\n[01:08.83] Bone watchin for the po, po\n[01:09.70] Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n[01:11.53] I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n[01:13.33] Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n[01:15.64] No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n[01:17.44] Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n[01:19.21] Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n[01:20.16] For the cops absorb you soul of course\n[01:21.98] Praise to the pharoah\n[01:22.86] Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n[01:24.79] When our niggas still shermed out\n[01:26.57] Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n[01:27.55] Rest and burn!\n[01:28.48] (Layzie)\n[01:28.48] I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n[01:29.32] And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n[01:31.12] And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n[01:33.88] Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n[01:35.67] And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n[01:37.44] So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n[01:39.26] So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n[01:41.05] Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n[01:42.94] From the minute nigga step outside\n[01:43.80] Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n[01:45.66] Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n[01:48.31] Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n[01:50.17] And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n[01:51.93] Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n[01:53.78] When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n[01:55.51] Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n[01:57.34] Life ain't no joke\n[01:58.22] Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n[02:00.91] Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n[02:02.76] And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n[02:04.56] Shit is real\n[02:05.45] Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n[02:08.11] Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n[02:09.97] Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n[02:11.72] (Krayzie)\n[02:12.69] Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n[02:13.53] Bustin niggas in the belly\n[02:15.32] Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n[02:16.27] Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n[02:18.09] They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n[02:20.80] Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n[02:22.21] Talkin about we split up\n[02:23.12] Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n[02:24.92] Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n[02:26.70] If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n[02:28.59] We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n[02:30.36] The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n[02:33.06] Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n[02:34.94] Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n[02:36.71] Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n[02:38.57] I never keep my enemies close\n[02:40.31] Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n[02:41.22] That's close enough\n[02:42.14] Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n[02:43.04] And hit 'em with the millimeter\n[02:44.81] And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n[02:46.65] Bitch come on and try to rob me\n[02:48.48] I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n[02:49.33] Get off of me baby (baby),\n[02:51.16] Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n[02:52.95] Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n[02:53.89] Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n[02:55.62] Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n[02:56.56] Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n[02:59.27] They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n[03:02.05] Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n[03:03.76] Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n[03:04.60] Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n[03:07.47] Blastin' like a madman\n[03:09.13] Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n[03:11.00] Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n[03:12.87] If any one of you niggas got any problems\n[03:14.65] Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n[03:16.42] Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n[03:19.10] While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n[03:20.95] We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n[03:23.61] Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n[03:25.47] If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n[03:26.31] Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n[03:28.16] Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n[03:29.98] Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n[03:32.69] Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n[03:34.47] But when it's really time to show some tactics\n[03:36.20] The niggas don't have 'em\n[03:37.13] We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n[03:38.91] Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n[03:41.61] Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n[03:43.88] Huntin' niggas from the past\n[03:44.60] We gon' settle this shit right here\n[03:45.65] Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n[03:47.45] Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n[03:48.35] Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n[03:51.95] Feeling me\n[03:52.88] Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n[03:53.72] Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n[03:56.42] Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n[03:57.33] Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n[04:00.98] Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:05.43] Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:09.00] Nigga we ride out\n[04:12.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Battlezone\n  artist: Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony\n  album: BTNHResurrection\n  duration_ms: 259000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 990\n- text: Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  start_ms: 990\n  end_ms: 4530\n- text: (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  start_ms: 4530\n  end_ms: 6320\n- text: In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  start_ms: 6320\n  end_ms: 9970\n- text: (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 13520\n- text: Swing low (swing low)\n  start_ms: 13520\n  end_ms: 15330\n- text: Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  start_ms: 15330\n  end_ms: 18050\n- text: Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  start_ms: 18050\n  end_ms: 21630\n- text: Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  start_ms: 21630\n  end_ms: 25390\n- text: Coming forth to carry me 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It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  start_ms: 132690\n  end_ms: 133530\n- text: Bustin niggas in the belly\n  start_ms: 133530\n  end_ms: 135320\n- text: Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  start_ms: 135320\n  end_ms: 136270\n- text: Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  start_ms: 136270\n  end_ms: 138090\n- text: They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  start_ms: 138090\n  end_ms: 140800\n- text: Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  start_ms: 140800\n  end_ms: 142210\n- text: Talkin about we split up\n  start_ms: 142210\n  end_ms: 143120\n- text: Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  start_ms: 143120\n  end_ms: 144920\n- text: Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  start_ms: 144920\n  end_ms: 146700\n- text: If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  start_ms: 146700\n  end_ms: 148590\n- text: We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  start_ms: 148590\n  end_ms: 150360\n- text: The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  start_ms: 150360\n  end_ms: 153060\n- text: Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  start_ms: 153060\n  end_ms: 154940\n- text: Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  start_ms: 154940\n  end_ms: 156710\n- text: Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  start_ms: 156710\n  end_ms: 158570\n- text: I never keep my enemies close\n  start_ms: 158570\n  end_ms: 160310\n- text: Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  start_ms: 160310\n  end_ms: 161220\n- text: That's close enough\n  start_ms: 161220\n  end_ms: 162140\n- text: Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  start_ms: 162140\n  end_ms: 163040\n- text: And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  start_ms: 163040\n  end_ms: 164810\n- text: And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  start_ms: 164810\n  end_ms: 166650\n- text: Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  start_ms: 166650\n  end_ms: 168480\n- text: I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  start_ms: 168480\n  end_ms: 169330\n- text: Get off of me baby (baby),\n  start_ms: 169330\n  end_ms: 171160\n- text: Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  start_ms: 171160\n  end_ms: 172950\n- text: Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  start_ms: 172950\n  end_ms: 173890\n- text: Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  start_ms: 173890\n  end_ms: 175620\n- text: Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  start_ms: 175620\n  end_ms: 176560\n- text: Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  start_ms: 176560\n  end_ms: 179270\n- text: They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  start_ms: 179270\n  end_ms: 182050\n- text: Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  start_ms: 182050\n  end_ms: 183760\n- text: Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  start_ms: 183760\n  end_ms: 184600\n- text: Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  start_ms: 184600\n  end_ms: 187470\n- text: Blastin' like a madman\n  start_ms: 187470\n  end_ms: 189130\n- text: Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  start_ms: 189130\n  end_ms: 191000\n- text: Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  start_ms: 191000\n  end_ms: 192870\n- text: If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  start_ms: 192870\n  end_ms: 194650\n- text: Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  start_ms: 194650\n  end_ms: 196420\n- text: Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  start_ms: 196420\n  end_ms: 199100\n- text: While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  start_ms: 199100\n  end_ms: 200950\n- text: We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  start_ms: 200950\n  end_ms: 203610\n- text: Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  start_ms: 203610\n  end_ms: 205470\n- text: If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  start_ms: 205470\n  end_ms: 206310\n- text: Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  start_ms: 206310\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 209980\n- text: Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  start_ms: 209980\n  end_ms: 212690\n- text: Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  start_ms: 212690\n  end_ms: 214470\n- text: But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  start_ms: 214470\n  end_ms: 216200\n- text: The niggas don't have 'em\n  start_ms: 216200\n  end_ms: 217130\n- text: We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  start_ms: 217130\n  end_ms: 218910\n- text: Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  start_ms: 218910\n  end_ms: 221610\n- text: Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  start_ms: 221610\n  end_ms: 223880\n- text: Huntin' niggas from the past\n  start_ms: 223880\n  end_ms: 224600\n- text: We gon' settle this shit right here\n  start_ms: 224600\n  end_ms: 225650\n- text: Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  start_ms: 225650\n  end_ms: 227450\n- text: Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  start_ms: 227450\n  end_ms: 228350\n- text: Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  start_ms: 228350\n  end_ms: 231950\n- text: Feeling me\n  start_ms: 231950\n  end_ms: 232880\n- text: Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  start_ms: 232880\n  end_ms: 233720\n- text: Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  start_ms: 233720\n  end_ms: 236420\n- text: Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  start_ms: 236420\n  end_ms: 237330\n- text: Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 237330\n  end_ms: 240980\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 240980\n  end_ms: 245430\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 245430\n  end_ms: 249000\n- text: Nigga we ride out\n  start_ms: 249000\n  end_ms: 252620\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 252620\nplain: |-\n  Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  Swing low (swing low)\n  Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (What did I see, what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (Listen to my battle cry\n  Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n  (Listen to my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n  Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n  Have me come for\n\n  (Bizzy)\n  One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n  They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n  Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n  Kickin on somethig and dig this\n  Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n  Wretched in a fro\n  Bone watchin for the po, po\n  Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n  I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n  Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n  No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n  Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n  Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n  For the cops absorb you soul of course\n  Praise to the pharoah\n  Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n  When our niggas still shermed out\n  Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n  Rest and burn!\n\n  (Layzie)\n  I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n  And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n  And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n  Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n  And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n  So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n  So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n  Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n  From the minute nigga step outside\n  Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n  Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n  Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n  And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n  Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n  When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n  Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n  Life ain't no joke\n  Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n  Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n  And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n  Shit is real\n  Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n  Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n  Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n\n  (Krayzie)\n  Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  Bustin niggas in the belly\n  Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  Talkin about we split up\n  Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  I never keep my enemies close\n  Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  That's close enough\n  Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  Get off of me baby (baby),\n  Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  Blastin' like a madman\n  Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  The niggas don't have 'em\n  We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  Huntin' niggas from the past\n  We gon' settle this shit right here\n  Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  Feeling me\n  Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. 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It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\nBustin niggas in the belly\nGive them muthafuckas more than just a headache\nGet back at that nigga faster than FedEx\nThey're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\nNow why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\nTalkin about we split up\nCause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\nNiggas really need to shut that shit up\nIf a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\nWe wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\nThe name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\nHit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\nAny nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\nNigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\nI never keep my enemies close\nCause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\nThat's close enough\nLeather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\nAnd hit 'em with the millimeter\nAnd I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\nBitch come on and try to rob me\nI'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\nGet off of me baby (baby),\nKeep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\nTellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\nCause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\nLook how the haters give a nigga attitude\nNigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\nThey try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\nCause in the game you get fucked every time\nGot this feeling inside my bloodline\nSomebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\nBlastin' like a madman\nGettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\nYeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\nIf any one of you niggas got any problems\nThinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\nDon't be mumblin speak a little louder\nWhile you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\nWe'll already be up in you now hater feel us\nWho the realest The Bone Thug killas\nIf there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\nRealer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\nJumpin all on the bandwagon\nWanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\nThugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\nBut when it's really time to show some tactics\nThe niggas don't have 'em\nWe murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\nDrop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\nCause when we clash ain't no comin back\nHuntin' niggas from the past\nWe gon' settle this shit right here\nFight to whoever blood be spilled first\nWho will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\nNot me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\nFeeling me\nQuicker than a clocked damn missle\nHit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\nThen we makin' sure that nigga die\nShoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. 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It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n[02:13.53] Bustin niggas in the belly\n[02:15.32] Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n[02:16.27] Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n[02:18.09] They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n[02:20.80] Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n[02:22.21] Talkin about we split up\n[02:23.12] Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n[02:24.92] Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n[02:26.70] If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n[02:28.59] We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n[02:30.36] The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n[02:33.06] Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n[02:34.94] Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n[02:36.71] Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n[02:38.57] I never keep my enemies close\n[02:40.31] Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n[02:41.22] That's close enough\n[02:42.14] Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n[02:43.04] And hit 'em with the millimeter\n[02:44.81] And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n[02:46.65] Bitch come on and try to rob me\n[02:48.48] I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n[02:49.33] Get off of me baby (baby),\n[02:51.16] Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n[02:52.95] Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n[02:53.89] Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n[02:55.62] Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n[02:56.56] Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n[02:59.27] They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n[03:02.05] Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n[03:03.76] Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n[03:04.60] Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n[03:07.47] Blastin' like a madman\n[03:09.13] Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n[03:11.00] Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n[03:12.87] If any one of you niggas got any problems\n[03:14.65] Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n[03:16.42] Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n[03:19.10] While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n[03:20.95] We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n[03:23.61] Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n[03:25.47] If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n[03:26.31] Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n[03:28.16] Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n[03:29.98] Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n[03:32.69] Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n[03:34.47] But when it's really time to show some tactics\n[03:36.20] The niggas don't have 'em\n[03:37.13] We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n[03:38.91] Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n[03:41.61] Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n[03:43.88] Huntin' niggas from the past\n[03:44.60] We gon' settle this shit right here\n[03:45.65] Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n[03:47.45] Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n[03:48.35] Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n[03:51.95] Feeling me\n[03:52.88] Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n[03:53.72] Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n[03:56.42] Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n[03:57.33] Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n[04:00.98] Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:05.43] Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:09.00] Nigga we ride out\n[04:12.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Battlezone\n  artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n  album: BTNHResurrection (RETAIL)\n  duration_ms: 258609\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 990\n- text: Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  start_ms: 990\n  end_ms: 4530\n- text: (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  start_ms: 4530\n  end_ms: 6320\n- text: In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  start_ms: 6320\n  end_ms: 9970\n- text: (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 13520\n- text: Swing low (swing low)\n  start_ms: 13520\n  end_ms: 15330\n- text: Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  start_ms: 15330\n  end_ms: 18050\n- text: Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  start_ms: 18050\n  end_ms: 21630\n- text: Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  start_ms: 21630\n  end_ms: 25390\n- text: Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  start_ms: 25390\n  end_ms: 28090\n- text: I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n  start_ms: 28090\n  end_ms: 32590\n- text: Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  start_ms: 32590\n  end_ms: 37960\n- text: (What did I see, what did I see)\n  start_ms: 37960\n  end_ms: 40060\n- text: Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  start_ms: 40060\n  end_ms: 43630\n- text: (Listen to my battle cry\n  start_ms: 43630\n  end_ms: 45440\n- text: Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n  start_ms: 45440\n  end_ms: 48740\n- text: Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n  start_ms: 48740\n  end_ms: 50520\n- text: (Listen to my battle cry)\n  start_ms: 50520\n  end_ms: 53270\n- text: Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n  start_ms: 53270\n  end_ms: 54180\n- text: Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n  start_ms: 54180\n  end_ms: 57100\n- text: Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n  start_ms: 57100\n  end_ms: 58040\n- text: Have me come for\n  start_ms: 58040\n  end_ms: 58100\n- text: (Bizzy)\n  start_ms: 58100\n  end_ms: 58570\n- text: One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n  start_ms: 58570\n  end_ms: 60960\n- text: They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n  start_ms: 60960\n  end_ms: 63670\n- text: Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n  start_ms: 63670\n  end_ms: 65470\n- text: Kickin on somethig and dig this\n  start_ms: 65470\n  end_ms: 67230\n- text: Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n  start_ms: 67230\n  end_ms: 67900\n- text: Wretched in a fro\n  start_ms: 67900\n  end_ms: 68830\n- text: Bone watchin for the po, po\n  start_ms: 68830\n  end_ms: 69700\n- text: Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n  start_ms: 69700\n  end_ms: 71530\n- text: I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n  start_ms: 71530\n  end_ms: 73330\n- text: Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n  start_ms: 73330\n  end_ms: 75640\n- text: No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n  start_ms: 75640\n  end_ms: 77440\n- text: Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n  start_ms: 77440\n  end_ms: 79210\n- text: Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n  start_ms: 79210\n  end_ms: 80160\n- text: For the cops absorb you soul of course\n  start_ms: 80160\n  end_ms: 81980\n- text: Praise to the pharoah\n  start_ms: 81980\n  end_ms: 82860\n- text: Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n  start_ms: 82860\n  end_ms: 84790\n- text: When our niggas still shermed out\n  start_ms: 84790\n  end_ms: 86570\n- text: Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n  start_ms: 86570\n  end_ms: 87550\n- text: Rest and burn!\n  start_ms: 87550\n  end_ms: 88480\n- text: (Layzie)\n  start_ms: 88480\n  end_ms: 88480\n- text: I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n  start_ms: 88480\n  end_ms: 89320\n- text: And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n  start_ms: 89320\n  end_ms: 91120\n- text: And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n  start_ms: 91120\n  end_ms: 93880\n- text: Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n  start_ms: 93880\n  end_ms: 95670\n- text: And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n  start_ms: 95670\n  end_ms: 97440\n- text: So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n  start_ms: 97440\n  end_ms: 99260\n- text: So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n  start_ms: 99260\n  end_ms: 101050\n- text: Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n  start_ms: 101050\n  end_ms: 102940\n- text: From the minute nigga step outside\n  start_ms: 102940\n  end_ms: 103800\n- text: Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n  start_ms: 103800\n  end_ms: 105660\n- text: Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n  start_ms: 105660\n  end_ms: 108310\n- text: Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n  start_ms: 108310\n  end_ms: 110170\n- text: And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n  start_ms: 110170\n  end_ms: 111930\n- text: Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n  start_ms: 111930\n  end_ms: 113780\n- text: When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n  start_ms: 113780\n  end_ms: 115510\n- text: Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n  start_ms: 115510\n  end_ms: 117340\n- text: Life ain't no joke\n  start_ms: 117340\n  end_ms: 118220\n- text: Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n  start_ms: 118220\n  end_ms: 120910\n- text: Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n  start_ms: 120910\n  end_ms: 122760\n- text: And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n  start_ms: 122760\n  end_ms: 124560\n- text: Shit is real\n  start_ms: 124560\n  end_ms: 125450\n- text: Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n  start_ms: 125450\n  end_ms: 128110\n- text: Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n  start_ms: 128110\n  end_ms: 129970\n- text: Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n  start_ms: 129970\n  end_ms: 131720\n- text: (Krayzie)\n  start_ms: 131720\n  end_ms: 132690\n- text: Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  start_ms: 132690\n  end_ms: 133530\n- text: Bustin niggas in the belly\n  start_ms: 133530\n  end_ms: 135320\n- text: Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  start_ms: 135320\n  end_ms: 136270\n- text: Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  start_ms: 136270\n  end_ms: 138090\n- text: They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  start_ms: 138090\n  end_ms: 140800\n- text: Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  start_ms: 140800\n  end_ms: 142210\n- text: Talkin about we split up\n  start_ms: 142210\n  end_ms: 143120\n- text: Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  start_ms: 143120\n  end_ms: 144920\n- text: Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  start_ms: 144920\n  end_ms: 146700\n- text: If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  start_ms: 146700\n  end_ms: 148590\n- text: We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  start_ms: 148590\n  end_ms: 150360\n- text: The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  start_ms: 150360\n  end_ms: 153060\n- text: Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  start_ms: 153060\n  end_ms: 154940\n- text: Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  start_ms: 154940\n  end_ms: 156710\n- text: Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  start_ms: 156710\n  end_ms: 158570\n- text: I never keep my enemies close\n  start_ms: 158570\n  end_ms: 160310\n- text: Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  start_ms: 160310\n  end_ms: 161220\n- text: That's close enough\n  start_ms: 161220\n  end_ms: 162140\n- text: Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  start_ms: 162140\n  end_ms: 163040\n- text: And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  start_ms: 163040\n  end_ms: 164810\n- text: And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  start_ms: 164810\n  end_ms: 166650\n- text: Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  start_ms: 166650\n  end_ms: 168480\n- text: I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  start_ms: 168480\n  end_ms: 169330\n- text: Get off of me baby (baby),\n  start_ms: 169330\n  end_ms: 171160\n- text: Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  start_ms: 171160\n  end_ms: 172950\n- text: Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  start_ms: 172950\n  end_ms: 173890\n- text: Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  start_ms: 173890\n  end_ms: 175620\n- text: Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  start_ms: 175620\n  end_ms: 176560\n- text: Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  start_ms: 176560\n  end_ms: 179270\n- text: They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  start_ms: 179270\n  end_ms: 182050\n- text: Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  start_ms: 182050\n  end_ms: 183760\n- text: Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  start_ms: 183760\n  end_ms: 184600\n- text: Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  start_ms: 184600\n  end_ms: 187470\n- text: Blastin' like a madman\n  start_ms: 187470\n  end_ms: 189130\n- text: Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  start_ms: 189130\n  end_ms: 191000\n- text: Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  start_ms: 191000\n  end_ms: 192870\n- text: If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  start_ms: 192870\n  end_ms: 194650\n- text: Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  start_ms: 194650\n  end_ms: 196420\n- text: Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  start_ms: 196420\n  end_ms: 199100\n- text: While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  start_ms: 199100\n  end_ms: 200950\n- text: We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  start_ms: 200950\n  end_ms: 203610\n- text: Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  start_ms: 203610\n  end_ms: 205470\n- text: If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  start_ms: 205470\n  end_ms: 206310\n- text: Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  start_ms: 206310\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 209980\n- text: Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  start_ms: 209980\n  end_ms: 212690\n- text: Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  start_ms: 212690\n  end_ms: 214470\n- text: But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  start_ms: 214470\n  end_ms: 216200\n- text: The niggas don't have 'em\n  start_ms: 216200\n  end_ms: 217130\n- text: We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  start_ms: 217130\n  end_ms: 218910\n- text: Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  start_ms: 218910\n  end_ms: 221610\n- text: Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  start_ms: 221610\n  end_ms: 223880\n- text: Huntin' niggas from the past\n  start_ms: 223880\n  end_ms: 224600\n- text: We gon' settle this shit right here\n  start_ms: 224600\n  end_ms: 225650\n- text: Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  start_ms: 225650\n  end_ms: 227450\n- text: Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  start_ms: 227450\n  end_ms: 228350\n- text: Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  start_ms: 228350\n  end_ms: 231950\n- text: Feeling me\n  start_ms: 231950\n  end_ms: 232880\n- text: Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  start_ms: 232880\n  end_ms: 233720\n- text: Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  start_ms: 233720\n  end_ms: 236420\n- text: Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  start_ms: 236420\n  end_ms: 237330\n- text: Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 237330\n  end_ms: 240980\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 240980\n  end_ms: 245430\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 245430\n  end_ms: 249000\n- text: Nigga we ride out\n  start_ms: 249000\n  end_ms: 252620\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 252620\nplain: |-\n  Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  Swing low (swing low)\n  Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (What did I see, what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (Listen to my battle cry\n  Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n  (Listen to my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n  Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n  Have me come for\n\n  (Bizzy)\n  One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n  They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n  Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n  Kickin on somethig and dig this\n  Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n  Wretched in a fro\n  Bone watchin for the po, po\n  Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n  I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n  Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n  No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n  Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n  Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n  For the cops absorb you soul of course\n  Praise to the pharoah\n  Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n  When our niggas still shermed out\n  Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n  Rest and burn!\n\n  (Layzie)\n  I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n  And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n  And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n  Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n  And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n  So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n  So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n  Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n  From the minute nigga step outside\n  Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n  Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n  Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n  And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n  Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n  When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n  Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n  Life ain't no joke\n  Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n  Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n  And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n  Shit is real\n  Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n  Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n  Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n\n  (Krayzie)\n  Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  Bustin niggas in the belly\n  Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  Talkin about we split up\n  Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  I never keep my enemies close\n  Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  That's close enough\n  Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  Get off of me baby (baby),\n  Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  Blastin' like a madman\n  Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  The niggas don't have 'em\n  We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  Huntin' niggas from the past\n  We gon' settle this shit right here\n  Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  Feeling me\n  Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out\n"},{"id":22879819,"name":"Battlezone","trackName":"Battlezone","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"BTNH - Resurrection","duration":259.056327,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bizzy (Krayzie)\nPick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\nIn the battlezone, the battlezone\n(Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\nSwing low (swing low)\nSweet chariot (sweet chariot)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\nSwing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\nI looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n(What did I see, what did I see)\nComing forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n(Listen to my battle cry\nCome on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n(Listen to my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come on\nHave me come for (aaah my battle cry)\nGet up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\nHave me come for\n\n(Bizzy)\nOne, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\nThey probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\nBizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\nKickin on somethig and dig this\nGot to feel it catch and don't let go\nWretched in a fro\nBone watchin for the po, po\nRoll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\nI gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\nComin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\nNo no don't spend a lot contend with a men\nLookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\nArrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\nFor the cops absorb you soul of course\nPraise to the pharoah\nMurder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\nWhen our niggas still shermed out\nCourt's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\nRest and burn!\n\n(Layzie)\nI can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\nAnd I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\nAnd I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\nGot me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\nAnd I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\nSo much shit on my mind, so many things to do\nSo little time a nigga really got to do it in\nMan I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\nFrom the minute nigga step outside\nNina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\nJust like Little Eazy-E told you and me\nNigga never leave the house without packin a gun\nAnd that's real leave it for the dollar bill\nNiggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\nWhen the shit poppin' off in my direction\nNigga got a 17-shot for protection\nLife ain't no joke\nToo many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\nNigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\nAnd hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\nShit is real\nAin't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\nMuthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\nPut the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n\n(Krayzie)\nHell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\nBustin niggas in the belly\nGive them muthafuckas more than just a headache\nGet back at that nigga faster than FedEx\nThey're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\nNow why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\nTalkin about we split up\nCause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\nNiggas really need to shut that shit up\nIf a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\nWe wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\nThe name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\nHit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\nAny nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\nNigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\nI never keep my enemies close\nCause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\nThat's close enough\nLeather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\nAnd hit 'em with the millimeter\nAnd I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\nBitch come on and try to rob me\nI'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\nGet off of me baby (baby),\nKeep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\nTellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\nCause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\nLook how the haters give a nigga attitude\nNigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\nThey try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\nCause in the game you get fucked every time\nGot this feeling inside my bloodline\nSomebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\nBlastin' like a madman\nGettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\nYeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\nIf any one of you niggas got any problems\nThinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\nDon't be mumblin speak a little louder\nWhile you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\nWe'll already be up in you now hater feel us\nWho the realest The Bone Thug killas\nIf there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\nRealer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\nJumpin all on the bandwagon\nWanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\nThugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\nBut when it's really time to show some tactics\nThe niggas don't have 'em\nWe murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\nDrop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\nCause when we clash ain't no comin back\nHuntin' niggas from the past\nWe gon' settle this shit right here\nFight to whoever blood be spilled first\nWho will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\nNot me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\nFeeling me\nQuicker than a clocked damn missle\nHit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\nThen we makin' sure that nigga die\nShoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Bizzy (Krayzie)\n[00:00.99] Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n[00:04.53] (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n[00:06.32] In the battlezone, the battlezone\n[00:09.97] (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n[00:13.52] Swing low (swing low)\n[00:15.33] Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n[00:18.05] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:21.63] Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n[00:25.39] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:28.09] I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n[00:32.59] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:37.96] (What did I see, what did I see)\n[00:40.06] Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:43.63] (Listen to my battle cry\n[00:45.44] Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n[00:48.74] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n[00:50.52] (Listen to my battle cry)\n[00:53.27] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n[00:54.18] Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n[00:57.10] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n[00:58.04] Have me come for\n[00:58.10] (Bizzy)\n[00:58.57] One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n[01:00.96] They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n[01:03.67] Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n[01:05.47] Kickin on somethig and dig this\n[01:07.23] Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n[01:07.90] Wretched in a fro\n[01:08.83] Bone watchin for the po, po\n[01:09.70] Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n[01:11.53] I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n[01:13.33] Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n[01:15.64] No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n[01:17.44] Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n[01:19.21] Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n[01:20.16] For the cops absorb you soul of course\n[01:21.98] Praise to the pharoah\n[01:22.86] Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n[01:24.79] When our niggas still shermed out\n[01:26.57] Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n[01:27.55] Rest and burn!\n[01:28.48] (Layzie)\n[01:28.48] I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n[01:29.32] And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n[01:31.12] And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n[01:33.88] Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n[01:35.67] And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n[01:37.44] So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n[01:39.26] So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n[01:41.05] Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n[01:42.94] From the minute nigga step outside\n[01:43.80] Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n[01:45.66] Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n[01:48.31] Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n[01:50.17] And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n[01:51.93] Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n[01:53.78] When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n[01:55.51] Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n[01:57.34] Life ain't no joke\n[01:58.22] Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n[02:00.91] Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n[02:02.76] And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n[02:04.56] Shit is real\n[02:05.45] Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n[02:08.11] Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n[02:09.97] Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n[02:11.72] (Krayzie)\n[02:12.69] Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n[02:13.53] Bustin niggas in the belly\n[02:15.32] Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n[02:16.27] Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n[02:18.09] They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n[02:20.80] Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n[02:22.21] Talkin about we split up\n[02:23.12] Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n[02:24.92] Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n[02:26.70] If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n[02:28.59] We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n[02:30.36] The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n[02:33.06] Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n[02:34.94] Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n[02:36.71] Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n[02:38.57] I never keep my enemies close\n[02:40.31] Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n[02:41.22] That's close enough\n[02:42.14] Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n[02:43.04] And hit 'em with the millimeter\n[02:44.81] And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n[02:46.65] Bitch come on and try to rob me\n[02:48.48] I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n[02:49.33] Get off of me baby (baby),\n[02:51.16] Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n[02:52.95] Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n[02:53.89] Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n[02:55.62] Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n[02:56.56] Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n[02:59.27] They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n[03:02.05] Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n[03:03.76] Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n[03:04.60] Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n[03:07.47] Blastin' like a madman\n[03:09.13] Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n[03:11.00] Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n[03:12.87] If any one of you niggas got any problems\n[03:14.65] Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n[03:16.42] Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n[03:19.10] While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n[03:20.95] We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n[03:23.61] Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n[03:25.47] If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n[03:26.31] Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n[03:28.16] Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n[03:29.98] Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n[03:32.69] Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n[03:34.47] But when it's really time to show some tactics\n[03:36.20] The niggas don't have 'em\n[03:37.13] We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n[03:38.91] Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n[03:41.61] Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n[03:43.88] Huntin' niggas from the past\n[03:44.60] We gon' settle this shit right here\n[03:45.65] Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n[03:47.45] Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n[03:48.35] Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n[03:51.95] Feeling me\n[03:52.88] Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n[03:53.72] Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n[03:56.42] Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n[03:57.33] Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n[04:00.98] Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:05.43] Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:09.00] Nigga we ride out\n[04:12.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Battlezone\n  artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n  album: BTNH - Resurrection\n  duration_ms: 259056\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 990\n- text: Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  start_ms: 990\n  end_ms: 4530\n- text: (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  start_ms: 4530\n  end_ms: 6320\n- text: In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  start_ms: 6320\n  end_ms: 9970\n- text: (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 13520\n- text: Swing low (swing low)\n  start_ms: 13520\n  end_ms: 15330\n- text: Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  start_ms: 15330\n  end_ms: 18050\n- text: Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  start_ms: 18050\n  end_ms: 21630\n- text: Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  start_ms: 21630\n  end_ms: 25390\n- text: Coming forth to carry 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If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  start_ms: 184600\n  end_ms: 187470\n- text: Blastin' like a madman\n  start_ms: 187470\n  end_ms: 189130\n- text: Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  start_ms: 189130\n  end_ms: 191000\n- text: Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  start_ms: 191000\n  end_ms: 192870\n- text: If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  start_ms: 192870\n  end_ms: 194650\n- text: Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  start_ms: 194650\n  end_ms: 196420\n- text: Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  start_ms: 196420\n  end_ms: 199100\n- text: While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  start_ms: 199100\n  end_ms: 200950\n- text: We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  start_ms: 200950\n  end_ms: 203610\n- text: Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  start_ms: 203610\n  end_ms: 205470\n- text: If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  start_ms: 205470\n  end_ms: 206310\n- text: Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  start_ms: 206310\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 209980\n- text: Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  start_ms: 209980\n  end_ms: 212690\n- text: Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  start_ms: 212690\n  end_ms: 214470\n- text: But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  start_ms: 214470\n  end_ms: 216200\n- text: The niggas don't have 'em\n  start_ms: 216200\n  end_ms: 217130\n- text: We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  start_ms: 217130\n  end_ms: 218910\n- text: Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  start_ms: 218910\n  end_ms: 221610\n- text: Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  start_ms: 221610\n  end_ms: 223880\n- text: Huntin' niggas from the past\n  start_ms: 223880\n  end_ms: 224600\n- text: We gon' settle this shit right here\n  start_ms: 224600\n  end_ms: 225650\n- text: Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  start_ms: 225650\n  end_ms: 227450\n- text: Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  start_ms: 227450\n  end_ms: 228350\n- text: Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  start_ms: 228350\n  end_ms: 231950\n- text: Feeling me\n  start_ms: 231950\n  end_ms: 232880\n- text: Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  start_ms: 232880\n  end_ms: 233720\n- text: Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  start_ms: 233720\n  end_ms: 236420\n- text: Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  start_ms: 236420\n  end_ms: 237330\n- text: Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 237330\n  end_ms: 240980\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 240980\n  end_ms: 245430\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 245430\n  end_ms: 249000\n- text: Nigga we ride out\n  start_ms: 249000\n  end_ms: 252620\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 252620\nplain: |-\n  Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  Swing low (swing low)\n  Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (What did I see, what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (Listen to my battle cry\n  Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n  (Listen to my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n  Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n  Have me come for\n\n  (Bizzy)\n  One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n  They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n  Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n  Kickin on somethig and dig this\n  Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n  Wretched in a fro\n  Bone watchin for the po, po\n  Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n  I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n  Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n  No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n  Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n  Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n  For the cops absorb you soul of course\n  Praise to the pharoah\n  Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n  When our niggas still shermed out\n  Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n  Rest and burn!\n\n  (Layzie)\n  I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n  And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n  And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n  Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n  And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n  So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n  So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n  Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n  From the minute nigga step outside\n  Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n  Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n  Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n  And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n  Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n  When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n  Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n  Life ain't no joke\n  Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n  Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n  And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n  Shit is real\n  Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n  Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n  Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n\n  (Krayzie)\n  Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  Bustin niggas in the belly\n  Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  Talkin about we split up\n  Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  I never keep my enemies close\n  Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  That's close enough\n  Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  Get off of me baby (baby),\n  Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  Blastin' like a madman\n  Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  The niggas don't have 'em\n  We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  Huntin' niggas from the past\n  We gon' settle this shit right here\n  Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  Feeling me\n  Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. 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(ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. 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It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  Bustin niggas in the belly\n  Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  Talkin about we split up\n  Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  I never keep my enemies close\n  Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  That's close enough\n  Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  Get off of me baby (baby),\n  Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  Blastin' like a madman\n  Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  The niggas don't have 'em\n  We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  Huntin' niggas from the past\n  We gon' settle this shit right here\n  Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  feeling me\n  Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. 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It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\nBustin niggas in the belly\nGive them muthafuckas more than just a headache\nGet back at that nigga faster than FedEx\nThey're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\nNow why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\nTalkin about we split up\nCause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\nNiggas really need to shut that shit up\nIf a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\nWe wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\nThe name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\nHit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\nAny nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\nNigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\nI never keep my enemies close\nCause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\nThat's close enough\nLeather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\nAnd hit 'em with the millimeter\nAnd I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\nBitch come on and try to rob me\nI'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\nGet off of me baby (baby),\nKeep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\nTellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\nCause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\nLook how the haters give a nigga attitude\nNigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\nThey try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\nCause in the game you get fucked every time\nGot this feeling inside my bloodline\nSomebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\nBlastin' like a madman\nGettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\nYeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\nIf any one of you niggas got any problems\nThinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\nDon't be mumblin speak a little louder\nWhile you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\nWe'll already be up in you now hater feel us\nWho the realest The Bone Thug killas\nIf there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\nRealer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\nJumpin all on the bandwagon\nWanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\nThugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\nBut when it's really time to show some tactics\nThe niggas don't have 'em\nWe murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\nDrop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\nCause when we clash ain't no comin back\nHuntin' niggas from the past\nWe gon' settle this shit right here\nFight to whoever blood be spilled first\nWho will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\nNot me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\nFeeling me\nQuicker than a clocked damn missle\nHit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\nThen we makin' sure that nigga die\nShoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\nNigga we ride out","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01]Bizzy (Krayzie)\n[00:00.99]Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n[00:04.53](Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n[00:06.32]In the battlezone, the battlezone\n[00:09.97](Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n[00:13.52]Swing low (swing low)\n[00:15.33]Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n[00:18.05]Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:21.63]Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n[00:25.39]Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:28.09]I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n[00:32.59]Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:37.96](What did I see, what did I see)\n[00:40.06]Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n[00:43.63](Listen to my battle cry\n[00:45.44]Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n[00:48.74]Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n[00:50.52](Listen to my battle cry)\n[00:53.27]Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n[00:54.18]Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n[00:57.10]Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n[00:58.04]Have me come for\n[00:58.10](Bizzy)\n[00:58.57]One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n[01:00.96]They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n[01:03.67]Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n[01:05.47]Kickin on somethig and dig this\n[01:07.23]Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n[01:07.90]Wretched in a fro\n[01:08.83]Bone watchin for the po, po\n[01:09.70]Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n[01:11.53]I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n[01:13.33]Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n[01:15.64]No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n[01:17.44]Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n[01:19.21]Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n[01:20.16]For the cops absorb you soul of course\n[01:21.98]Praise to the pharoah\n[01:22.86]Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n[01:24.79]When our niggas still shermed out\n[01:26.57]Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n[01:27.55]Rest and burn!\n[01:28.48](Layzie)\n[01:28.48]I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n[01:29.32]And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n[01:31.12]And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n[01:33.88]Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n[01:35.67]And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n[01:37.44]So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n[01:39.26]So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n[01:41.05]Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n[01:42.94]From the minute nigga step outside\n[01:43.80]Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n[01:45.66]Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n[01:48.31]Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n[01:50.17]And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n[01:51.93]Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n[01:53.78]When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n[01:55.51]Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n[01:57.34]Life ain't no joke\n[01:58.22]Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n[02:00.91]Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n[02:02.76]And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n[02:04.56]Shit is real\n[02:05.45]Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n[02:08.11]Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n[02:09.97]Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n[02:11.72](Krayzie)\n[02:12.69]Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n[02:13.53]Bustin niggas in the belly\n[02:15.32]Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n[02:16.27]Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n[02:18.09]They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n[02:20.80]Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n[02:22.21]Talkin about we split up\n[02:23.12]Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n[02:24.92]Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n[02:26.70]If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n[02:28.59]We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n[02:30.36]The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n[02:33.06]Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n[02:34.94]Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n[02:36.71]Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n[02:38.57]I never keep my enemies close\n[02:40.31]Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n[02:41.22]That's close enough\n[02:42.14]Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n[02:43.04]And hit 'em with the millimeter\n[02:44.81]And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n[02:46.65]Bitch come on and try to rob me\n[02:48.48]I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n[02:49.33]Get off of me baby (baby),\n[02:51.16]Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n[02:52.95]Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n[02:53.89]Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n[02:55.62]Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n[02:56.56]Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n[02:59.27]They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n[03:02.05]Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n[03:03.76]Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n[03:04.60]Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n[03:07.47]Blastin' like a madman\n[03:09.13]Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n[03:11.00]Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n[03:12.87]If any one of you niggas got any problems\n[03:14.65]Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n[03:16.42]Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n[03:19.10]While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n[03:20.95]We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n[03:23.61]Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n[03:25.47]If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n[03:26.31]Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n[03:28.16]Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n[03:29.98]Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n[03:32.69]Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n[03:34.47]But when it's really time to show some tactics\n[03:36.20]The niggas don't have 'em\n[03:37.13]We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n[03:38.91]Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n[03:41.61]Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n[03:43.88]Huntin' niggas from the past\n[03:44.60]We gon' settle this shit right here\n[03:45.65]Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n[03:47.45]Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n[03:48.35]Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n[03:51.95]Feeling me\n[03:52.88]Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n[03:53.72]Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n[03:56.42]Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n[03:57.33]Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n[04:00.98]Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:05.43]Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n[04:09.00]Nigga we ride out\n[04:12.62]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Battlezone\n  artist: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony\n  album: Btnhresurrection\n  duration_ms: 221357\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 990\n- text: Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  start_ms: 990\n  end_ms: 4530\n- text: (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  start_ms: 4530\n  end_ms: 6320\n- text: In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  start_ms: 6320\n  end_ms: 9970\n- text: (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 13520\n- text: Swing low (swing low)\n  start_ms: 13520\n  end_ms: 15330\n- text: Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  start_ms: 15330\n  end_ms: 18050\n- text: Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  start_ms: 18050\n  end_ms: 21630\n- text: Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  start_ms: 21630\n  end_ms: 25390\n- text: Coming forth to carry me 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108310\n  end_ms: 110170\n- text: And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n  start_ms: 110170\n  end_ms: 111930\n- text: Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n  start_ms: 111930\n  end_ms: 113780\n- text: When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n  start_ms: 113780\n  end_ms: 115510\n- text: Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n  start_ms: 115510\n  end_ms: 117340\n- text: Life ain't no joke\n  start_ms: 117340\n  end_ms: 118220\n- text: Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n  start_ms: 118220\n  end_ms: 120910\n- text: Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n  start_ms: 120910\n  end_ms: 122760\n- text: And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n  start_ms: 122760\n  end_ms: 124560\n- text: Shit is real\n  start_ms: 124560\n  end_ms: 125450\n- text: Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n  start_ms: 125450\n  end_ms: 128110\n- text: Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n  start_ms: 128110\n  end_ms: 129970\n- text: Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n  start_ms: 129970\n  end_ms: 131720\n- text: (Krayzie)\n  start_ms: 131720\n  end_ms: 132690\n- text: Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  start_ms: 132690\n  end_ms: 133530\n- text: Bustin niggas in the belly\n  start_ms: 133530\n  end_ms: 135320\n- text: Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  start_ms: 135320\n  end_ms: 136270\n- text: Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  start_ms: 136270\n  end_ms: 138090\n- text: They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  start_ms: 138090\n  end_ms: 140800\n- text: Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  start_ms: 140800\n  end_ms: 142210\n- text: Talkin about we split up\n  start_ms: 142210\n  end_ms: 143120\n- text: Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  start_ms: 143120\n  end_ms: 144920\n- text: Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  start_ms: 144920\n  end_ms: 146700\n- text: If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  start_ms: 146700\n  end_ms: 148590\n- text: We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  start_ms: 148590\n  end_ms: 150360\n- text: The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  start_ms: 150360\n  end_ms: 153060\n- text: Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  start_ms: 153060\n  end_ms: 154940\n- text: Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  start_ms: 154940\n  end_ms: 156710\n- text: Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  start_ms: 156710\n  end_ms: 158570\n- text: I never keep my enemies close\n  start_ms: 158570\n  end_ms: 160310\n- text: Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  start_ms: 160310\n  end_ms: 161220\n- text: That's close enough\n  start_ms: 161220\n  end_ms: 162140\n- text: Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  start_ms: 162140\n  end_ms: 163040\n- text: And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  start_ms: 163040\n  end_ms: 164810\n- text: And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  start_ms: 164810\n  end_ms: 166650\n- text: Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  start_ms: 166650\n  end_ms: 168480\n- text: I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  start_ms: 168480\n  end_ms: 169330\n- text: Get off of me baby (baby),\n  start_ms: 169330\n  end_ms: 171160\n- text: Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  start_ms: 171160\n  end_ms: 172950\n- text: Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  start_ms: 172950\n  end_ms: 173890\n- text: Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  start_ms: 173890\n  end_ms: 175620\n- text: Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  start_ms: 175620\n  end_ms: 176560\n- text: Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  start_ms: 176560\n  end_ms: 179270\n- text: They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  start_ms: 179270\n  end_ms: 182050\n- text: Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  start_ms: 182050\n  end_ms: 183760\n- text: Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  start_ms: 183760\n  end_ms: 184600\n- text: Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  start_ms: 184600\n  end_ms: 187470\n- text: Blastin' like a madman\n  start_ms: 187470\n  end_ms: 189130\n- text: Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  start_ms: 189130\n  end_ms: 191000\n- text: Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  start_ms: 191000\n  end_ms: 192870\n- text: If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  start_ms: 192870\n  end_ms: 194650\n- text: Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  start_ms: 194650\n  end_ms: 196420\n- text: Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  start_ms: 196420\n  end_ms: 199100\n- text: While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  start_ms: 199100\n  end_ms: 200950\n- text: We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  start_ms: 200950\n  end_ms: 203610\n- text: Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  start_ms: 203610\n  end_ms: 205470\n- text: If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  start_ms: 205470\n  end_ms: 206310\n- text: Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  start_ms: 206310\n  end_ms: 208160\n- text: Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  start_ms: 208160\n  end_ms: 209980\n- text: Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  start_ms: 209980\n  end_ms: 212690\n- text: Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  start_ms: 212690\n  end_ms: 214470\n- text: But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  start_ms: 214470\n  end_ms: 216200\n- text: The niggas don't have 'em\n  start_ms: 216200\n  end_ms: 217130\n- text: We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  start_ms: 217130\n  end_ms: 218910\n- text: Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  start_ms: 218910\n  end_ms: 221610\n- text: Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  start_ms: 221610\n  end_ms: 223880\n- text: Huntin' niggas from the past\n  start_ms: 223880\n  end_ms: 224600\n- text: We gon' settle this shit right here\n  start_ms: 224600\n  end_ms: 225650\n- text: Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  start_ms: 225650\n  end_ms: 227450\n- text: Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  start_ms: 227450\n  end_ms: 228350\n- text: Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  start_ms: 228350\n  end_ms: 231950\n- text: Feeling me\n  start_ms: 231950\n  end_ms: 232880\n- text: Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  start_ms: 232880\n  end_ms: 233720\n- text: Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  start_ms: 233720\n  end_ms: 236420\n- text: Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  start_ms: 236420\n  end_ms: 237330\n- text: Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 237330\n  end_ms: 240980\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 240980\n  end_ms: 245430\n- text: Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  start_ms: 245430\n  end_ms: 249000\n- text: Nigga we ride out\n  start_ms: 249000\n  end_ms: 252620\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 252620\nplain: |-\n  Bizzy (Krayzie)\n  Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly\n  (Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah, souljah)\n  In the battlezone, the battlezone\n  (Bone thug souljah, souljah, bone thug)\n  Swing low (swing low)\n  Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  I looked up on jordan and (what did)what did I see (what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (What did I see, what did I see)\n  Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)\n  (Listen to my battle cry\n  Come on, come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come in my battlezone\n  (Listen to my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on\n  Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on (come on)\n  Have me come for\n\n  (Bizzy)\n  One, two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley\n  They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies\n  Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim\n  Kickin on somethig and dig this\n  Got to feel it catch and don't let go\n  Wretched in a fro\n  Bone watchin for the po, po\n  Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo, fo\n  I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)\n  Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show\n  No no don't spend a lot contend with a men\n  Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket\n  Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it\n  For the cops absorb you soul of course\n  Praise to the pharoah\n  Murder mo, curly I heard it lower and return it burn\n  When our niggas still shermed out\n  Court's adjourned!, court's adjouned!\n  Rest and burn!\n\n  (Layzie)\n  I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed\n  And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams\n  And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner\n  Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me\n  And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth\n  So much shit on my mind, so many things to do\n  So little time a nigga really got to do it in\n  Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots\n  From the minute nigga step outside\n  Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one\n  Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me\n  Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun\n  And that's real leave it for the dollar bill\n  Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin\n  When the shit poppin' off in my direction\n  Nigga got a 17-shot for protection\n  Life ain't no joke\n  Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul\n  Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd\n  And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild\n  Shit is real\n  Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit\n  Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit\n  Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit\n\n  (Krayzie)\n  Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47\n  Bustin niggas in the belly\n  Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache\n  Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx\n  They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down\n  Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?\n  Talkin about we split up\n  Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh\n  Niggas really need to shut that shit up\n  If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble\n  We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle\n  The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out\n  Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize\n  Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine\n  Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die\n  I never keep my enemies close\n  Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope\n  That's close enough\n  Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile\n  And hit 'em with the millimeter\n  And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin\n  Bitch come on and try to rob me\n  I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up\n  Get off of me baby (baby),\n  Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)\n  Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me\n  Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be\n  Look how the haters give a nigga attitude\n  Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine\n  They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love\n  Cause in the game you get fucked every time\n  Got this feeling inside my bloodline\n  Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction\n  Blastin' like a madman\n  Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action\n  Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on\n  If any one of you niggas got any problems\n  Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em\n  Don't be mumblin speak a little louder\n  While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga\n  We'll already be up in you now hater feel us\n  Who the realest The Bone Thug killas\n  If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em\n  Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs\n  Jumpin all on the bandwagon\n  Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns\n  Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'\n  But when it's really time to show some tactics\n  The niggas don't have 'em\n  We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets\n  Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass\n  Cause when we clash ain't no comin back\n  Huntin' niggas from the past\n  We gon' settle this shit right here\n  Fight to whoever blood be spilled first\n  Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?\n  Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you\n  Feeling me\n  Quicker than a clocked damn missle\n  Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye\n  Then we makin' sure that nigga die\n  Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)\n  Nigga we ride out\n"}]