Krayzie:
Bone Bone Bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever

Come and look deeply in my eyes
[with Layzie: my eyes]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever, and ever
Bone, Bone, Bone . . .
We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare...

Only time will tell who dies
These are the days of our lives
[Layzie: Only time will tell]
Come look deeply in my eyes
These are the days of our lives
See the murder mold our lives
[Layzie: See the murder mold]
These are the days of our lives.
[Layzie: These are the days of our lives]
These are the days of our lives

Now come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]
Repeat 2

Layzie:
Eternal your thugs
Here I come, tellin' 'em soldier stories.
Been daily collectin' my lesson without an aggression,
without any question, stressin', no restin', we journey this blessin'.
Shiftin' the game, rearrangin' thangs, 'cause once the world was
bringin' me down.
Mesmerized, controlled by the other side,
and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won't get me in time, fuckin with Bone, and he's likin'
these rhymes.
We rhyme, better believe, it's all the time, nigga, we 'live.
We straight up soldiers [soldiers].Better hear what i told ya [told ya].
We rob before we go broke, man, we robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all.

Krayzie:
Y'all my dogs.
If ya call or ya fall,
depend on a nigga whenever,
and I will be there. Lean on me,
but let us get rid of the enemies,
makin me sayin' oh why, why,
but if you think you can hang 'em. . .

Now come into my world,
then we can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]

Layzie:
Thuggin' in the studio, y'all know we roll hydro.
Everytime we rhyme,
I'm high.
Look at me deeply in my eyes.
I rise to the top of the game.
Nowhere did I have to run,
now way did I have to turn.
Shern, but a lot of niggas won't learn,
but the money that I earn,
won't burn, so come again.

Wish:
Better watch that mack ten, nigga.
This one's for me and my friends.
We steadily rollin'. I told ya.
Keep bringin' home platinum and gold
ones.
Pap. Pap. Put it all in the ground, yeah Bone,
yeah, we used to get down
[get down]
with a clack back,
put on the ground, now get down.

Bizzy:
Well, it must be the ghost
who stroll,when I roll,
when he ain't gonna get me.
Though i'm sittin' alone in my window, little Eazy,
bless his soul, it's so cold,
[so cold]
Lil' Bizzy got stress for to peeps in the streets,
and none of these police holice knows me,
still wanna him cuffed up,
bitch. No peace, no peace

Krayzie:
Now, come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]

Bizzy:
And it ain't no mystery, little Bizzy
gonna put me in the city
Study Lil' Ripsta scripture sista
Recieve im off hey weeders in the end {end}
and maybe devil be up and get one for me and my friends.
Twenty-twin, twin,
(were startin the bid, start the bid at a fin)
"So, who wanna bag?
Who wanna bag?
You wanna bag?
You gotta bag. Sold."
Send him outta the door to liquor store for the blunts to roll.
Only my Lord can tell who dies.
So pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.

Krayzie:
My Lordy Lord maintain.
It's hard 'cause I'm a soldier at war.
'Cause everybody wanna try to pick
out the devil in me,
but the evil's embedded in me.
Weed keeps me at ease.
Take notes, oh no,
'cause here it comes.
That murder mo comin
' to carry you, oh, you, oh. (...?...)
when they pullin' they gauge out, murder.
They put it up to your temple,
and we blow your brains out. Die.

Now, come into my world,
and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[Layzie: We're more than thugs. We're more than thugs.
We're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony,
we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mo, the lies.
These are the days of our lives.
Repeat 2