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Album: Miscellaneous (2008)
Artists: Krayzie Bone

  1. All Good
  2. Anthem For Doomed Youth
  3. Armageddon
  4. Da Bullshit (Skit)
  5. Drama
  6. Dummy Man
  7. Dummy Man (Skit)
  8. Hard Time Hustlin'
  9. Heated Heavy
  10. I Still Believe ["Featuring Mariah Carey"]
  11. Intro (Thug Invasion)
  12. Knieght Rieduz (Here We Come)
  13. Look at You Now (Skit)
  14. Murda Mo
  15. Murda Won't Stop (Skit)
  16. Murder Mo
  17. Paper
  18. Payback Iz a Bitch
  19. Pimpz, Thugz, Hustlaz & Gangstaz
  20. Power ["Featuring Thug Queen"]
  21. Revolution
  22. Sad Song
  23. Sad Song (Skit)
  24. Shackled Up
  25. Shoot The Club Up
  26. Silence ["Featuring Graveyard Shift"]
  27. Silent Warrior
  28. Smoke & Burn ["Featuring Up in Clouds"]
  29. Smokin Budda
  30. Street People
  31. That's The Way
  32. The Messenger (Skit)
  33. The War Iz On
  34. Theze Dayz
  35. Thug Alwayz
  36. Where My Thugz At
  37. Won't Ez Up Tonight


Krayzie Bone
Miscellaneous
Shackled Up
As I wake up in the mornin, I jump up out a my bed
Freedom is on my mind as I place this six by nine cell
Nigga ain't seen daylight, they got me caged like, I'm runnin wild
Just for tryna' feed myself, since they act like we ain't even here
So I say, I've done no wrong, I wanna go home now
Ain't tryna listen to that
The niggas I used to call, they ain't pickin up the phone now
Niggas know I'm trippin for that
I miss my mama, brotha, sistas, man, I'm feelin so alone now
Wish that I could go back
I guess I'm payin the dues of a real true soldier

(Chorus)
It's so hard on the street so I packs my heat
That's the life of a thug, any beef I keep
I'm suited up to kill, all my enemies
If you don't shoot I will, you ain't no friend of me
Now that I'm livin in a cell, the tables are turned
I never knew I had such a lesson to learn
I'm shackled up from my hands to my shoes
I'm so caught up I don't know what to do

I got a letter in the mail from my girl, she let me know
That I'm too thuggish for her world, so she need to let me go
Plus her mama playa hatin sayin datin me is dangerous
She don't think she should hang with thugs
She probably better off though
Run in back and tell the broad she can go, give my mama all my clothes
The keys to my low-low to my brother
Bitch, if niggas tell me you in my shit you will be fucked up
This shit ain't right
Lawyer say that ?? we got that bitch tonight
He say she down to ride, with young niggas like me
Two strikes and I violated my probation
Plus they say they get me if they ever saw my face again
So I, be spendin more time, as a Thug on the Line
Did the crime so I'm doin the time

(Chorus)

Tomorrow mornin, I'm scheduled for the court room
Voices in my head sayin, "Nigga, what you gon' do?"
No soon, I be ridin that big blue bus
Chained up with the killas and the thugs
Tossed all night in my bunk, waitin for the judge to send me up
I knew just what it was when I got cuffed
That that would be the last time I would see the sun
First I picture myself in jail, that vision wack
Then I picture myself rollin my Cadillac
Bounce, bounce, side to side, hittin switches
Pullin off on them bitches, just tryna' get it
But then I flash back 'cause my cell door slam
Now I got to go see the man, damn
Now we bailin down the hallway
Niggas yellin, "keep it real," nigga always, always

(Chorus)
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