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Can't Give It UpKrayzie, Bizzy, Wish, Layzie, and Flesh--------------------------------------------------------------------------------KrayzieThere's always something yuo got to give up (Yeah I know!)If you want everything you want... (But shit I don't know, I don't know)My life is the jungle, I struggle, hustle Monday through Sunday/ They tell me the world is mineBut shit, I don't want it, who want it? How could it be mine when I'm still hungry, still homley, lost, and lonely?So I holler at the forces of the wind as a friend/ But I predicted this endin' back in the day cuz I had visionsof bad decisions/ Them niggas would throw us straight/ Although we pray and we pray and we pray, we do proceedfinally to lose faith/ No more united, divided we fall, nigga, and haul/ We' all dealt fuckin' cards, but don'tcomplain, just play the hand that you was dealt to play/ And watch you'll prevail, you'll play it wrong, thenyou'll fail/ It ain't hard to tell when you been headin' for self destruction, cuz I could look at thepiece on the puzzle, it ain't no love involved/ Everything we was disolved/ We all hard as a Bone, buttogether, we raw/ And there ain't a nigga that can fuck with that/ We spread out, we tied up, my nigga, what'sup with that? How'd the Devil get in to the pen? He was pretendin' to be friends/ We was taken by that snake inthe grass/ Slither, slick that nigga fast/ Yeah, that mutherfuckers a snake in the grass/ We dropped our guards, andhe hid inside us like a virus/ Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis, crisisBizzyThere's always something you gotta give up, if you want everything you want...I was never on some solo shit/ Always down to roll and blow a head off; Be dead off/ You don't know me, don'ttell me you love me/ When I was lonely and my daddy died, all of my niggas came/ Niggas dressed, and thanksfor comin'/ I'm still stressed out over the death, but I take my breath to puff my cigarette (wet) I think theworld is just collapsin', but I'm still rappin'; get it all off my chest/ So I get back to the action where thedirt was by/ Lo! They laughin'/ Stand and imagine till it just happened, and Wally passed to these assholes/ Workin'in tragic blues, we askin' if you'll ever come back for war? We telling the truth, clone, you quit beatin' aroundthe bush, they be all stories/ It's all in the game/ Muthafucker, I'll get paid, till I sign my life awayWishNow see me, I ain't givin' up a mutherfuckin' thang/ It's hard to come by, and I ain't on this shitNigga we get our robberies and walk-by's N' you don't want that, neither do I but I will, I will, cuz I'm a hustlerhustler, yeah/ Until I die, I'm-a get mine, even if it means murder/ Gettin' caught, fuckin' let me fire! Youknow, it's technically destruction nowadays, but I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way-Refrain (Wish & Bizzy)-Well if there's something you can't give up (Would you give it up?)To get everything you want(I couldn't give a fuck)LayzieHell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga/ Rollin' with niggas that's killas therealist that be shermed out nigga, feelin' my prophecy; Ain't no stoppin' me/ Comin' throu withthe Mossberg shotty/ I really don't want to hurt nobody just kill off the Illuminati/ Fuck the DAthe FBI the IRS can kiss my ass too/ CPD FCC ya'll better quit trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast youHit 'em off that coffee; Take 'em hostage, terrorized N' tortured your ghetto resource a big paybackPayback/ Lil' Lay that, that nigga with skrilla N' bitch I thought you knew; You got a beam on me, Igot a beam on you/ You fuck with me I'm-a fuck with you/ Bitch; Like it always be ya'll pistolgon' have to kill me, feel me/ You gon' have to pop me/ If you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'I'm leavin' you blinded by the science of Mo! Thug till you find us/ All the nigga know's the hood lifeOn the streets got to get they good life/ Sellin' that yayo from under the street lightsIt's a life I'm fightin'/ And nigga want out but just can't get out/ Well, I guess I gots to fix itAll them dreams I had of big thangs I'm still gon' to chase it believe that (believe that)KrayzieThere's always something you got to give up (Yeah I know, know)If you want everything you want... (But shit I don't know, I don't know)FleshHere they come; Wicked N' I bomb down/ Bone servin'the fiends; Lit 'em all N' then hit 'em withthe future shock/ Then pullin' my glock/ that's when they thought "When this shit gon' stop?"Popped in my slug N' it goes pop droppin' this shit daily, kickin' this thug music/ But I loveAlso really love smokin' bud till I buzz, sippin' on some toxic/ Feelin' me lust/ My niggas don't playit too close; My niggas ain't havin'that shit/ My peers applied with a pencil when theystabbing the holes throu the people N' split your wig/ And I'm buckin' on T's like me, S C T'sin the city of C L E we bail/ Get 'em up; Rollin'/ Could you handle the wasteland soldier? Told youNigga, better have my gun/ Now follow the man N' don't tell him what the Ouija said/ But I hopewe don't fall vistim/ Nigga, stick up another then run/ When I'm throu your body; Hit ya'llCuz when it be Armageddon, still, I'm up/ Hey! It's Flesh givin' you pain or pleasure, whateveryou want to dream; Go on/ Well them stack your jewelry crate-Refrain-Well if there's something you can't give up (would you give it up?)To get everything you want...Krayzie Yeah I know! But shit I don't know, I don't know

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