Let The Law End

Song Let The Law End
Artist Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Album The Art Of War: World War 2

Lyrics

Krayzie: ***** 'em, let the law end, 'cause we simply get the raw end.
Coffins open, dump 'em all in.
Krayzie: Nine millimeters, three-eighty's, you're feelin' me kill 'em, 'cause
I go with plenty artillery, cover your *******t, it be gauges and uzis.
Let us begin with bullets, (can't none of they) break out the *****s from prison and let 'em come with us--retaliation.
We come and blast 'em with leather masks on.
Let loose. Wish: *****, beware when your rollin' down the
Clair. These *****s is killas that are fearless thuggish ruggish *****s from
Cleveland. We steadily creepin' on ya, and you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep, ho-check, you don't wanna ***** with
Bone. Let loose. Layzie:
*****, bulletproof, if a mutha*****a pull it, then he better shoot.
***** never no 9-1-1 to your rescue, never respect you, blowin' your chest through.
Labelled as a menace, but
I'm still it, yes, and
I'm in it to the finish.
Better check my manuscript: killa, for realer, drugdealer, little *****, cap peeler.
Bailin' through the Land equipped with a pistol grip pump shotty, shotty.
Jumped off in my hottie.
***** lodi dodi, rollin' through your party, fin to show you this
Mo Thug bomber, yeah.
Bizzy: When I storm my cause up outta (?), get me, badge.
War anytime I (?). Come with the war, ***** gonna get yours, expect the four, ***** bring your (chrome), and don't you start and not finish.
You with it or you against it?
On the hit list, couldn't resist it, *****, you risk it, here to stick with it.
To the po-po, you-know-who don't roll in a sixty-fo'
Impala. Go look, better search, and out the door, runnin' 'til
I (found