Song parody of
A Bone Thugs Melody (feat. 187Kurupt)
by Iceberg $lum
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No ones trynna help
We all alone in these streets that we call the hood
Everyone for self
You can see the bad and still feel like you good
Ohhhh
Ohhhh
Skull and bones
Sticks and stones
Tall brick buildings
We call home
Pissy elevators we still get on
It seem like when you elevated you feel alone
Yea our momma love us
But the world hate us
And yea our oppas plotting
And the Feds watching
Ohhhh
Ohhhh
Kurupt like he back at it again
Here to win tell the lord forgive me
I'm committing sins
Committing sins
And ever since birth my mother choose a stem
Crack rotten in her brain cells my life she aint attend
So I got into the street and sold the same shit
380 on my waist everyday I was finna take risk
Nikkas wanna play and act brave
That get your face hit
Pop em then we drop him broad day
Fuck all that late shit
Forreal tho
I got some scars that will never heal tho
Rest in peace Bordy
I wish he was really here tho
And to my foster mother just know you my only hero
Like, what just know you my only hero
In the p's used to go and serve
To anyone who need
With no team made double
I never was catching z's
In my bag I never fumble
I spend it all with the team
NYCL till the death
We got this by any means nikka
Skull and bones
Sticks and stones
Tall brick buildings
We call home
Pissy elevators
We still get on
Seem like when you elevated
You feel alone
Ohhhh
Ohhhh
No ones trynna help
We all alone in these streets that we call the hood
Everyone for self
You can see the bad and still feel like you good
Ohhhh
Ohhhh
Skull and bones
Sticks and stones
Tall brick buildings
We call home
Pissy elevators we still get on
It seem like when you elevated you feel alone
Yea our momma love us
But the world hate us
And yea our oppas plotting
And the Feds watching
Ohhhh
Ohhhh
Kurupt like he back at it again
Here to win tell the lord forgive me
I'm committing sins
Committing sins
And ever since birth my mother choose a stem
Crack rotten in her brain cells my life she aint attend
So I got into the street and sold the same shit
380 on my waist everyday I was finna take risk
Nikkas wanna play and act brave
That get your face hit
Pop em then we drop him broad day
Fuck all that late shit
Forreal tho
I got some scars that will never heal tho
Rest in peace Bordy
I wish he was really here tho
And to my foster mother just know you my only hero
Like, what just know you my only hero
In the p's used to go and serve
To anyone who need
With no team made double
I never was catching z's
In my bag I never fumble
I spend it all with the team
NYCL till the death
We got this by any means nikka
Skull and bones
Sticks and stones
Tall brick buildings
We call home
Pissy elevators
We still get on
Seem like when you elevated
You feel alone
Ohhhh
Ohhhh