Songtext zu 'Clog up yo Mind' von Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now, I'm a nigga that keep to myself, and don't fuck with nobody. I'm
quiet. I'm thuggin'. Why they all so fast? May God protect,and nigga
pulled the trigger on my cousin. Well I might be Krayzie, but asI cruise
in my Mercedes as I ride by. Nigga, you wanna spray? Hey, thisstrictly
for the policeman. I'm immune to this shit, 'cause I'm runnin'with the
niggas in the hood, and that's how we play. Wanna feel aMossberg
pump hit your chest? Them sawed-offs ain't shit to be fuckin'with.
'Lucky that my niggas ain't peelin' ya, nigga, do whatever(...?...), 'til ya
flip the game, Lil' Lay got the upper hand, 'cause he got the redbeam,
dead they lay. If you see a nigga dash with the leather mask,and he
passed on the body, blast. It ain't innocent, nigga, you shouldnever been
there in the first place, fall, you got your curse today, ha! Wanna die hard
nigga? Wanna get up, back and buck and fuck shit up, do whatyou
want. Show a bitch: Krayzie Bone real with my mine, and when Ilet
loose, you'll feel the vibe, nigga. Kill 'em by the trigger,'cause I got to
get the money, get the platinum for the pay, but I'm be athinkin' 'bout my
business, and I got to do some flippin', if a nigga ain't gotmy
(back/bank).

Layzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind [mind, mind].
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind [mind, mind].
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind [mind, mind].
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind [mind, mind].
For the love of the money I keep spendin', yo, just someplatinum, nigga,
gotta let 'em hang low. Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though.
When I'm, lettin' niggas know I'm a takin' no shorts, so any andall of y'all
intentions on jackin', then, nigga, you better figure again, andquit
plottin'. Takin' over this game, it ain't stoppin' 'til to thetop. Double
glock 'n and it's not forgotten, pistols pop. From the Clair,it's them
Bone thug niggas with Eazy-E, and we made it, and a nigga wannahate
me 'cause I'm famous, fuck 'em, leave 'em dead in the streets. You can't
blame us. Killa, never fin to catch me without my heat, whenI'm
thuggin' in the streets and I'm rollin', thuggin' 'bout a dozendeep. You
can't fuck with me, feel the pressure of the pistol unloadin',blow you up.
Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's the hearts of men that wetest,
stress, wanna be blessed, confess when we sin, it's the ways forsin to be
dead.

Bizzy:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind [mind, mind].
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind [mind, mind].
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind [mind,mind].
Muthafucka, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind[mind,
mind], nigga.
And it ain't promised that all the souls would last 'til the days'til after
tomorrow, and if you'd follow the end of the world, shit, itcomin' so
soon, it's so hard to swallow. I know. I know, hey, how to getdown for
my thang, in a your coffin, rather my soul's gonna catch yaflossin' off
with a bang. Welcome to the lab, where one of my chemicalsunfold, it
goes, I'm runnin' a flow-mo, and takin' a alley, dodgin' thepo-po. (...?...)
what I made impressive, while in the asylum stressin'. Demonwas
screamin', I'm fiendin', when I (...?...), but I got 'em and Ilearned my
lesson, blast 'em. Why did my Mama have me? (...?...) to Pop,but not
with my daddy. But I reached the peak of happy, so I give praiseand I
face (...?...). Send 'em out for the Bone, hit 'em up, andmessin' up their
bodies. Runnin' with all of my murder mo and thuggish ruggishniggas
kill 'em, you die. Killa be thuggin' (and stressin' our page). (Startled) in
the by the distance of me grave. (...?...) when the Bone (?),victim, (had
to shake up, in a daze I left 'em). For the love of money, makeme go
crazy, and Benjamin Franklin, please come save me. Lil' Eazytold me,
roll with ya, then I will smoke ya, (...?...) Fiend for thegreen, see the
bodies, (sweatin') for disease. Stand in the midst (with a glitchand I'm a
pop up away, and child confused before me).

Wish:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Come on, come on, come on, sit back and let this thug shit clogup your
mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now give it to 'em. Ya gotta sit back, smoke, and choke,meditate,
mental state, when the Bone be on. We steadily creepin', givin'you what
you need, and eternal Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em, let 'emknow
Bone ain't no hoes [no, no]. You haters make me feel like, "Youwanna
feel my muthafuckin' fo'-fo'?" But I gotta stay clean, 'causeooh, they
don't let us see green. I'm needin' some cheese, me and myniggas and
this Mo Thug, Mo Thug cavalry. Armies be ready to ride when it'stime
to ride, ready to kill when it's time to kill. You gon' die. You' gon' die.
I bet ya. If you really wanna run down Bone, then come on, comeon. If
you really wanna ride down with this thug shit, come on, comeon.

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.