Artist: Bizzy Bone Album: Ruthless Song: Gangsta Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Bizzy] Yeah (he's a gangsta boy, a gangsta boy) If you a motherfuckin gangsta put your pistols in the air (Put your pistols in the air!) 7th Sign (Allah-u Akbar) Allah - one time for your motherfuckin mind nigga (ha ha) And they'll never invade the territory, it's the story of a gangsta, gangsta And they'll never invade the territory, it's the story of a gangsta, gangsta (Never invade the territory) And they'll never invade – yeah You know you a gangsta boy (you's a gangsta boy) Just like your daddy nigga, ha ha [Bizzy Bone] Out of the slums, in the midst of the darkness and come in, they callin, all in Ready for the mission when they listen many people Many soldiers better touch 'em; deliver the one, better tell 'em You can ride to the rhythm, come on and get your gun on Run on, the Benz along, already Christ to the rhythm for keepin the boat steady Everybody gather around to protect him The lesson of the spiritual, kick kids and every Everybody's goin through shit, got to be carried No we not angels and different for the feelin Troopin in the galaxy, murderin the unwillin Get 'em in the process, normally Givin all my money to the poor and the streets keep orderly Sort of like a weapon, we sharin, we still carin Motherfuckers blessed and in heaven everybody sharin Some of us try so hard to get attention Nonsense, thinkin for tellin me who was winnin But the fellas ain't finna forgive all the lies Never the spies wise, and you heard my battle cries You'll never see my face or my eyes, no way Headed to a place, nobody don't know my name No lames, no game, no shame, no blame No mess, no dress, let's crush this pain And you'll never see my face or my eyes, no way We headed to a place, nobody don't know my name No game, no lame, no shame, no blame No mess, no dress, let's crush this pain Now if you still got some gangsta in you I want you to put your pistol in the air And let that motherfucker go "Buck buck buck!" [Chorus: Bizzy Bone] And they never invade the territory in the story of a gangsta, gangsta (gangsta boy) And they never invade the territory in the story of a gangsta, gangsta (you's a gangsta boy) And they never invade the territory in the story of a gangsta, gangsta (you's a gangsta boy) And they never invade the territory in the story of a gangsta, gangsta (gangsta gangsta boy) And they never invade the territory in the story of a gangsta, gangsta (you's a gangsta boy) And they never invade the territory in the story of a gangsta, gangsta (you's a gangsta boy) And they never invade the territory in the story of a gangsta, gangsta (you's a gangsta boy) And they never invade the territory in the story of a gangsta, gangsta [Bizzy Bone] Dear Lord, hit 'em in the head, word written in red Candle lit with the light and the beer Burn it up, try to fight to the death like this Tell 'em what we doin and we movin with their peers Doin in a ditch, turnin around they shit dippin around, the whip flippin around The kids skippin the rims and did that with the fish Bizzy and the kizzy, is he comin around to kick it? I know you with it and we with it, {?} from the bullet to the pulpit Duckin through the bullshit Runnin the game, and automatic with the torches Trenches, henches, lynches, horses Forces, choices, orchids, djinns endorsed with the sword, just normally morbid Fortress, soldiers cordially cautious Fire's are still in that orchid Man, damn, life in the 'ville, no flim-flam Yes the Lord has a plan The Lord has a man in us and I trust in him and he perfect We human, thuggin and get it scoopin the ladies out of Hades, so it's cool like 80 Cursed them, inflection, protection in the section Young gifted and crazy and lately Playin up these radio stations, Twista, X-man, Jimmy Gimme that money, gimme them songs, we thugged out These voice tell in harmony with the symphony Grind and keep inside of the hood still Mic check, left right, would ya? Grandpoppa keepin me safe like boo-yah Big Poppa understood the hood [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone] My father and grandfather so happy to be in existance, alive Mom understandin the meanings, the reason is lust, the answers on how to survive How to rewind, make it through affectionately, I'm gettin as close as I can As y'all teach me to be a man, I stand for somethin that's more grand The rest of the fam, Venus twins, Abraham, bring some of the Gin Timothy, Saul, {?} and all of the candles be pointin to sin I thank the light, creator from darkness, the angel just wanting the love But the love that he has can never be bought and I thank him and call him a dove Plus he love Allah, and plus the son and I know that he love me as well My name is Glory and Jesus my dad, even if all of the children fail We'll never fail, better be careful the mysteries here to {?} of the holy grail Angels still on your trail, you worship the Lord, you'll always prevail Never could teach, I tried to preach you know what they do to me, wanna be righteous 'Stead of me stuck in the shelters, I'm kinda famous, singin it right And Grandfather, I'm feelin I heard the balance the talent just like I was told Make me strong to face invisible things that Bizzy Bone can't behold [Chorus]