Sounds the Same

[Intro: Krayzie] + (Layzie) Yeah (yeah, Bone Thugs) You know a nigga been all over the world man (Australia, China, Africa) It's the same ol' shit everywhere I go y'know (England) [Hook: Krayzie Bone] Why does everybody's story seem to sound the same? It all seems so familiar familiar Struggle in the game - it all seems so familiar familiar They left the hood for change - it all seems so familiar familiar Why does everybody's story seem to sound the same? It all seems so familiar familiar They done some time in vain - it all seems so familiar familiar Gotta wise the shit to lames - it all seems so familiar familiar [Krayzie Bone] I can remember that little nigga when he was just a young lad Nobody thought he would make it up outta the hood before the gun blast (Gun blast) Cause Johnny wanted to be a thug Runnin from cops out on the block, the boy was hot and didn't give a fuck (Scandalous) Runnin up in that black mask Niggas if you got cash, drop it off in that bag and make craps fast (c'mon) Destroyin the system, make some money to survive the streets But you know deep inside that this ain't how you tryin to be But it's all to think when you're strugglin and can't sleep Cause you're hungry but can't eat, cause livin just ain't free; but shit Poppa been laid off (laid off) momma been laid off Everywhere I hear the same old song [Hook] [Layzie Bone] To probably take a loss, I'm tryin to fight these demons By any means, by any cost I'm out here reppin Cleveland They got me bobbin weavin, nigga give me the reason To let 'em flies do or die, niggas no longer breathin Known as a heathen, before Layzie Bone it was Steven And I'm just tryna break even, leavin you leakers steadily creepin Shit get deep when daddy gone (daddy gone) And momma can't do it on her own (her own) Lights off, gas gone, "Momma, daddy comin home?" I guess not, sell rocks, rappin with my niggas Bone (Whassup Wish? Yeah, we all we got!) And that's Bone Bone Bone Bone (Whassup Kray? Yeah, we all we got nigga!) And that's Bone Bone Bone Bone [Hook] [Wish Bone] So you been to the Chi? Me too; you ever been shot? Me too Sold rocks, all-nighters on blocks, catch cases? Shit, me too That's the story, no one write it, nobody can tell it for me Momma workin double shift - daddy who, daddy who? And when he do it's always later, never came Now look, he done broke that boy's heart; man again, damn again Don't wonder why it's like that in the ghetto Grew up, outta luck, don't give a fuck about life, so we let 'em go I know my heart is cold, you know how them ghetto children grow Give me the money, and I can keep my temper low Everybody knows love, clubs, cars and hoes Priorities fucked up, but we already know! [Hook] - 2X