Bone Thugs-n-harmony - Can't Give It Up [Rock Remix] lyrics

[Chorus: x4 Krayzie Bone] There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know) If you want everything you want (But sh** I don't know, I don't know) [Krayzie Bone] My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday They tell me the world is mine but sh** I don't want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry Lost and lonely, so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend But I predicted this ending, back in the day Cause I had visions of bad decisions knew n***as would go astray Although we pray and we pray and we pray We do but still want to make the loot No more united, divided we fall, n***a and hard We all dealt f**ed up cards but don't complain; Just play the hand that you was dealt You play 'em right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle It ain't no love involved, everything we was dissolved We all hard as one, but together we raw And there ain't a n***a that can f** wit that We split up, we tied up, my n***a whats up with that Letting the devil get in, to the pen Devils pretending to be friends We was taken by that snake in the gra** Should of stuck the n***a fast Yeah, that motherf**ing snake in the gra** We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis [Chorus: Bizzy Bone] [Bizzy Bone] I was never on some solo sh** Always down to roll and blow a head off He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me When I was lonely and my daddy died All of my n***as came to the church And thanks for coming, I'm still stressed out over the d**h When I take my breath and puff my cigarette I think the world is just collapsing But I'm still rapping get it all off my chest So I came back to the action When the bird was flying, low, and laughing Family bashing 'til it just happened Then Wally pa**ed, and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?" Louie asking me if he'll ever come back so hard We tell the truth, no use in beating around the bush Baby I'm sorry.. it's all in the game Throwing up blood, f** it Layz' Let's sign our life away [Wish Bone] Now see me? I ain't giving up a motherf**ing thing It's hard to come by, and I ain't no b**h n***a sh** been in some robberies and walk-bys And you don't want that, neither do I But I will, I will, cause I'm a hustler, hustler High 'til I die, I'm goin' get mine Even if it mean murder, getting caught, f** it let me fry Know it's hectic, n***as start sh** nowadays.. But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that sh** my way [Chorus: x4] [Layzie Bone] Hell no I'll be thugged out n***a, turned out n***a Running with n***as that's k**ers, The realest that be shermed out n***a Spitting my prophecy ain't no stopping me I'm coming through with the motherf**ing shotty I really don't want to hurt nobody, just k** off Illuminati f** the D-E-A and the F-B-I I-R-S can kiss my a**, U-C-P-D, F-C-C Y'all better quit too 'fore a n***a come blast you Blast you "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac did Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back Little Lay that, young n***a with scrilla And b**h I thought you knew You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you You f** wit me? I'ma f** wit you Beeitch! Like it always be Y'all b**hes gon' have to k** me, feel me! You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grinding I'm leaving you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us All the n***a know what the hood like In the streets gotta get that good life Selling that yea up under the street light It's the hood life, don't fight A n***a want out but just can't get out, So I guess I gots to face it All them dreams of having big things, I'm still gon' chase it [Chorus: x4] [Flesh-N-Bone] Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumping it feeling Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot But feeling like Pac, that's what the guy thought But this sh** don't stop, I send much love to the pop Dropping this sh** today, we kicking this thug music Better love us, so when I love smoking buds on the bus See we gone sells out that'll make you lust My n***a don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and sh** My n***as'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters And cover a snitch all wet Why the f** could not he write me S-E-T for the second sincerely We bagging 'em up rolling n***as and throwing 'em in the wasteland Soldier, told ya n***a we gone have our time Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim n***as pick up another, then they run But I'm through with the body b**h ah But when they want it, yea he just in the business Flesh giving you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring Young, but them package you'll be impressed [Repeats] If it was something you can't give up Yea I know (Would ya give it up) To get everything you want But sh** I don't know I don't know (I can feel the pump)