Layzie Bone - This Is A Warning lyrics

[Intro: Bizzy] (You can't do that... ha ha) 1, 2, get ready. Yeah, I'm ready. 1, 2, get ready. Yeah, I'm ready. 1, 2, get ready. Yeah, I'm ready. (Yeah...) I say 1, 2, get ready. Yeah, I'm ready. 1, 2, get ready. Yeah, I'm ready. The say rock him, rock out, I'm finna clock out 1, 2, get ready. Yeah, I'm ready. The say rock him, rock out, I'm finna clock out [Bizzy Bone:] Watch out for my Glock though I'm in the war, chillin' with no rocks co*k s**er, motherf**ker, see the snakes and he drop (Sss...) The shear magnitude, mad at you, sad for you and your's when I come screamin' up out the corner, never tell 'em about the car I walk alone, soft rrrope, fist, blaze the torch Jump on the porch, hot lava, that's just kitchen cajun scorch Take on the army in my wretchedness, catch it (Let's go) Get to rappin' I got kids in this, with the four winds for the backin' And the troops are lackin', troopin' Who was the man with the mini-mac In the back pack and buck at the westcoast, fire spit out of the 'Lac Yeah, I like that, one true, they' gon' have to k** us They can s** the devils nuts, if thay wanna I take the cuts cause I'm the realest in this motherf**ker, hands right now You want the best? Do with the seed and his glory, I'll be around Clown, if you wanna, huh, laugh all day I'm serious, next dimension on the galaxy, hey! [Chorus: Layzie] This is a warning... (How long can you see me, dog?) This is a warning... (It's realer than on TV, dog) [Layzie Bone:] Lil' L-Burna, I keep my thang co*ked Pop shots to The Glock Time is still tickin' but this ain't the same watch got props locked from hip hop Lock, stocks in big whop, ya'll know a n***a ain't flip flop You hustle to make your moves, I hustle to get to the tip top Lock and load it, and I'm cla**ic like a throw back Livin' legends in your pressense, ya'll motherf**kers, ya'll know that Take a picture like a (?) Gotta stay G'd up from the feet up I'm the trigger man for God's gun Please believe in Jesus, he can free us from this crazy world When you wanna see the beauty look at Layzie's girl, she just so beautiful And I love my kids dog, all about my biz ya'll Even if I fall, I can get up again and ball All life long I'm a get up, get out and get it On all my songs, I'm a make these n***as feel it What I'm building is these pyramids, ya'll better be takin' me serious Some of ya'll ain't hearin' this, my heart is near and dear to this [Chorus: Layzie] This is a warning... (How long can you see me, dog?) This is a warning... (It's realer than on TV, dog) [Thin C:] They called my Granny Mable, feed her scraps from under the table Said it was good and healthy and now it's makin' us disabled Organized genocide like cancer and HIV, made it your center for disease control Now it's takin' toll First they put it in Africa, and then San Fransisco The infamous d**h quota, they hate exposure They just keep you blind from high cla** crimes, to the sinister minister dressed in white with an anti Christ mind Now this' your warning time [Cutthroat Raw:] That's already been rich, I got the upper hand on you n***as; Already been there and done it Take over your dark spots with guns to your stomachs, pillowcase over your face; Make n***as run it Pop your partner in the leg, let you know we ain't frontin' Found the money in they shoes in they closets, all hundreds Get back to the dungeon where nobody's watchin' Instead of me breakin' bread (I'm a make my acomplise) [Chorus: Layzie] This is a warning... (How long can you see me, dog?) This is a warning... (It's realer than on TV, dog)