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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Family Tree
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizzy Bone
Bizzy Bone
Vocals
Krayzie Bone
Krayzie Bone
Vocals
Layzie Bone
Layzie Bone
Vocals
Wish Bone
Wish Bone
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Henderson
Anthony Henderson
Songwriter
Bryon Anthony McCane
Bryon Anthony McCane
Songwriter
Charles Scruggs
Charles Scruggs
Songwriter
Kevin McCord
Kevin McCord
Songwriter
Steven Howse
Steven Howse
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Uneek
DJ Uneek
Producer
Aaron Connor
Aaron Connor
Recording Engineer
Rhodri Davies
Rhodri Davies
Recording Engineer
Virgil Davis, Jr.
Virgil Davis, Jr.
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family My family, this is my family this is my family my family Lord help me make up my mind Which way do I turn when there's so much stress Surroundin' me daily? This world's so cruel and shady And I really do miss my baby baby boy, oh boy Me and yo' bigger brother we keeps it realer You'll always be our lil' nigga, and I know yo' mama miss ya Picture the day when I get my callin' but until then I guess I'm stuck (Oh Fuck) Little T know I miss so much when he get to heaven baby Boy what's up? We can ride and roll, I know Without this Po-Po trailin', bailin' All the way to heaven betcha that's a promise Comin' with tha bombers, niggaz can't test this Creep defeat is all ya meet Rollin with tha niggaz that pack the heat And the sack of weed straight out of control Test tha souls, hoes, nigga rolls, playa haters And tha po-po as well Figure (?) everybody need (?) and we livin' in hell Nigga really can't tell, so why? Prepare for the worst and hope for the best And the rest as written, some wanna treat my Like I'm forbidden, but I'm just lookin' for the shit that's hittin Could I be? Come a little bit closer Why you cautious when you approach us? Is ya scared of tha fact we soldiers Mo' Thug Breakaz fittin' ta take shit over Under my halo pray mo' say Mo' Thug wit love To tha depth that tha game goes Die all you hoes, foes, and you propose. Nigga better roll than get rolled over We shuttin' shit down, and you Know a nigga love to get buck wild Pow come fuck wit me now (now, now) This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family. Thug (?) my hood is drug prison and eating Is my mission, we heatin' shit why vision? Be crooked (?) beginnin' of my endin' (?) Why is my mind spinnin? Nigga Then I'll say hey, fuck it My family ain't livin' for nothin' but strugglin Was one of the reasons I'm thuggin Instead of (straight) hustlin' (?) Somebody tell me somethin What is there? Nothin? If I give you, what'll you (?) me You'll fuck it all up for the love of (lust) Cause I love you so, but unlike my friend you're just my foe Peace till the end of the road cause we're all gone But no, nigga don't lose your (soul) But it(?) Trust in mine, alright then we can roll. (roll, roll) This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family. Cause you're, too young, mama, and daddy, when ya Lay down and (have some eggs?) and I remember y'all breakin' up Doin'it layin' down. What went wrong? Was it me? But I ain't mad at'cha Cause outta all that shit I got two sista's and a brother And I learned to harmony On the streets, on tha Clair, that's where I'm from y'all, on the streets of tha Clair That's where I met Bone Thugs y'all it's gettin' time to be a man Gotta get out tha house cause I can't stand mommy's man He talks with his hand Come come creep on tha streets with me That's where I learned how to sell drugs It's where I learned how to (pull/pump) slugs It's necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine So I creep and I (grind) knock knock, kick you down, doors scared a nigga sleep give it up or you're dyin And I know that shit was wrong but Don't blame me, blame tha thugsta in me Cause that's where that shit comes from (comes from) Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin' but survivors, Rest in peace til the end of (?) We survivors, that's why we be. This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family This is my family, this is my family, my family. Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy Don't fuck around and get zipped in a body bag Off in the grave and yo brains'll be hangin' damaged bodies dragged off, Everyday we see mo' niggaz hatin', fakin' Playa (hatin') it's getting contagious Why do these niggaz think they can break us? Wanna grab my pump y'all niggaz better try to grab What's left of yo' chest niggaz be talkin' and then They get caught up in shit, now meet them faces of death We let'em keep talkin' man they dog us man it's all the same But what did we gain by givin' you niggaz fame? ((Flesh) So we let the record show, That 44 mag 'll tag'em scatter them niggz who try to compete with the platinum. Harmony callin' me follow me down to tha corner slip Up and you're gonna get blasted What do you wanna dis me for? Jealous then nigga drop What do you wanna dis me for? Jealousy nigga drop Nigga we been chill plottin thats why them triggaz be cocked every time. Shoot em 99 times out of 100 we gon' dis somebody, somebody Niggaz trippin(Yeah) y'all niggaz get carried off wit them bodies Mo Mighty's y'all Find us smokin' that grass Nigga pass tha (pump)Ay Rip, aint takin a loss and wakin up in Their coffin. Oh we get at all of these playa hatas man but when we come they run I don't know what got to me, but then me nigga they'll all fall down I don't know what got in me, but pin me, they're gonna all fall down Way down face down, ain't got nothin but love still niggaz Wanna test my nuts sayin' nigga you know that (that, that, that) Bad, bad. Them thugs them niggaz Bad, bad. Them thugsta niggaz stay strapped (I figures you knowthat, that, that, that) What does it take to bust back? Yeah, yeah, (my niggaz you know that, you know that, that, that, that) Yeah yeah. It's 19 90 90 90 90 90... it's almost 1990 90 90 90 90, it's almost 1990 90 90 9 9 9 9...
Writer(s): Anthony Henderson, Charles Scruggs, Steven Howse, Kevin Duane Mccord, Bryon Anthony Mccane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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