Thug holiday, go ahead you can cry its alright baby
Everything gone be gravy later, that's right
This is the time when we take time to remember
All the loved ones we lost in the struggle you know
I dedicate this to my brother Hollywood, Lil Toby, Bam
My dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate this to the struggle
Everybody in the county jail, state penn, and fed... check it out
Verse 1:
If weren't for bad luck, hell I guess that nigga wouldn't have none
But when I think about it, where would I be without my gun
How could I, get away from the po-pos if, a nigga could run
And why was I, given a daughter when I always prayed for a son
Life is crazy aint it, sometimes I even think da same thang
I been waitin on freedom to ring, hell, but aint a thang changed
And I lost my brotha in the struggle, Tata Head done lose his mother
And I'm thinking if I lose mine who gone raise my brothas
Not to be a thug, stay in school, don't use drugs
Who'll teach them right from, show dem boys, true love
So I pray for betta days, face da bombs and da run-a-ways
And I, put my guns away and I pray for peace on Sundays
It's crazy aint it
Chorus:
Just like the soldiers, that aint comin home this year
Just like the fellas in prison, we miss you so much fa real
What about the children woh ran away, that aint comin home today
Well here's a message from coast to coast
Cause when them thugs really need it the most, a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug holiday
Jus like, jus like, jus like, a thug holiday
Verse 2:
If it wasn't for, all these killings, all these conflicts in religions
Muslims, Jews, and Christians would know that they are all God's children
And there's only, one Him, plus aint none of yall confronted Him
We so blind in our own mind we wouldn't even know God if we confronted Him
And I, read yo books, konw all yo remixes to the Bible
What about a, verse for tCommotion in background
Layzie Bone/Scant:
We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always, always
Straight from the heart
Hey, na, na, na, na, na, na
Scant:
Everybody wanna piece of our click, even the niggas that's talkin' s**t, all our on d**k. (Mo Thug) Better get your woman, get the f**k gone, and leave us alone, you ready for war, nigga? I'm ready, well, consider yourself dead when a infrared beam shining on your forehead, enough said. He lay dead. We want you niggas to realize without doubt, no head, your body will crumble. That's why we tell you, be humble in this game of fortune and fame. We done never change for nothing in the world, we live for the baby boys and girls, we brought 'em to the promised land. We done had this dream since little men. Can you understand? So how can you knock us?, won't stop us, for living our dreams, It really seems you's ah hata for trying to play us. It really don't cost but a dime to stay the f**k outta mine, 'cuz you always find, 'cuz I'm that scandalous playa (playa) ah, getting down for his grind (grind)
Layzie Bone/Scant:
Bone got the brainpower. Mo Thug got the muscle.
The heart of it all, The heart of it all
I said Bone got the brainpower. Mo Thug got the muscle.
Layzie:
Scant-O. Scant-O.
Layzie Bone:
Niggaz say my music ain't art, nigga, it's from the heart. Bytch, we balling. Niggas pray they can see us falling, but the liquor just keep calling me, hauling me to the front of the line, making me thinking about dying. I'm trying to keep, keep my composure, nigga I showed you bytch, we soldiers ready for battle. Rattle my tail like a snake, when you hate. Cross my family, nigga you made a mistake. I'm at your wake. Now, wake up. I done keep it the same ole, ask my cousin Scant-O, blame your losses, on these bosses. We flawless and nigga we claim Mo, mighty Mo Thug that is, put it on my kids, nigga, the real deal, meet