Can't Give It Up 
Krayzie
There's always something you got to give up (Yeah I know!)
If you want everything you want... (But sh*t I don't know, I don't know)

My life is the jungle, I struggle, hustle Monday through Sunday/ They tell me the world is mine
But sh*t, I don't want it, who want it? How could it be mine when I'm still hungry, still homley, lost, and lonely?
So I holler at the forces of the wind as a friend/ But I predicted this endin' back in the day cuz I had visions
of bad decisions/ Them niggas would throw us straight/ Although we pray and we pray and we pray, we do proceed
finally to lose faith/ No more united, divided we fall, nigga, and haul/ We' all dealt f*ckin' cards, but don't
complain, just play the hand that you was dealt to play/ And watch you'll prevail, you'll play it wrong, then
you'll fail/ It ain't hard to tell when you been headin' for self destruction, cuz I could look at the
piece on the puzzle, it ain't no love involved/ Everything we was disolved/ We all hard as a Bone, but
together, we raw/ And there ain't a nigga that can f*ck with that/ We spread out, we tied up, my nigga, what's
up with that? How'd the Devil get in to the pen? He was pretendin' to be friends/ We was taken by that snake in
the grass/ Slither, slick that nigga fast/ Yeah, that m*therf*ckers a snake in the grass/ We dropped our guards, and
he hid inside us like a virus/ Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis, crisis

Bizzy
There's always something you gotta give up, if you want everything you want...

I was never on some solo sh*t/ Always down to roll and blow a head off; Be dead off/ You don't know me, don't
tell me you love me/ When I was lonely and my daddy died, all of my niggas came/ Niggas dressed, and thanks
for comin'/ I'm still stressed out over the death, but I take my breath to puff my cigarette (wet) I think the
world is just collapsin', but I'm still rappin'; get it all off my chest/ So I get back to the action where the
dirt was by/ Lo! They laughin'/ Stand and imagine till it just happened, and Wally passed to these assholes/ Workin'
in tragic blues, we askin' if you'll ever come back for war? We telling the truth, clone, you quit beatin' around
the bush, they be all stories/ It's all in the game/ Muthaf*cker, I'll get paid, till I sign my life away

Wish
Now see me, I ain't givin' up a m*therf*ckin' thang/ It's hard to come by, and I ain't on this sh*t
Nigga we get our robberies and walk-by's N' you don't want that, neither do I but I will, I will, cuz I'm a hustler
hustler, yeah/ Until I die, I'm-a get mine, even if it means murder/ Gettin' caught, f*ckin' let me fire! You
know, it's technically destruction nowadays, but I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that sh*t my way

-Refrain-Wish-(Bizzy)
Well if there's something you can't give up (Would you give it up?)To get everything you want(I couldn't give a f*ck)

Layzie
Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga/ Rollin' with niggas that's killas the
realist that be shermed out nigga, feelin' my prophecy; Ain't no stoppin' me/ Comin' throu with
the Mossberg shotty/ I really don't want to hurt nobody just kill off the Illuminati/ F*ck the DA
the FBI the IRS can kiss my ass too/ CPD FCC ya'll better quit trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you
Hit 'em off that coffee; Take 'em hostage, terrorized N' tortured your ghetto resource a big payback
Payback/ Lil' Lay that, that nigga with skrilla N' b*tch I thought you knew; You got a beam on me, I
got a beam on you/ You f*ck with me I'm-a f*ck with you/ B*tch; Like it always be ya'll pistol
gon' have to kill me, feel me/ You gon' have to pop me/ If you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'
I'm leavin' you blinded by the science of Mo! Thug till you find us/ All the nigga know's the hood life
On the streets got to get they good life/ Sellin' that yayo from under the street lights
It's a life I'm fightin'/ And nigga want out but just can't get out/ Well, I guess I gots to fix it
All them dreams I had of big thangs I'm still gon' to chase it believe that (believe that)

Krayzie
There's always something you got to give up (Yeah I know, know)
If you want everything you want... (But sh*t I don't know, I don't know)

Flesh
Here they come; Wicked N' I bomb down/ Bone servin'the fiends; Lit 'em all N' then hit 'em with
the future shock/ Then pullin' my glock/ that's when they thought "When this sh*t gon' stop?"
Popped in my slug N' it goes pop droppin' this sh*t daily, kickin' this thug music/ But I love
Also really love smokin' bud till I buzz, sippin' on some toxic/ Feelin' me lust/ My niggas don't play
it too close; My niggas ain't havin'that sh*t/ My peers applied with a pencil when they
stabbing the holes throu the people N' split your wig/ And I'm buckin' on T's like me, S C T's
in the city of C L E we bail/ Get 'em up; Rollin'/ Could you handle the wasteland soldier? Told you
Nigga, better have my gun/ Now follow the man N' don't tell him what the Ouija said/ But I hope
we don't fall vistim/ Nigga, stick up another then run/ When I'm throu your body; Hit ya'll
Cuz when it be Armageddon, still, I'm up/ Hey! It's Flesh givin' you pain or pleasure, whatever
you want to dream; Go on/ Well them stack your jewelry crate

-Refrain-Wish-(Bizzy)
Well if there's something you can't give up (would you give it up?)To get everything you want...
(KrayzieYeah I know! But sh*t I don't know, I don't know)