(Hook - Krayzie) 2x
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-U-G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
 [bad word]  let 'em know how much you want it

(Krayzie)
 [bad word] 1993, hooked up with Eazy- [bad word] through the door with the Bone flow
 [bad word] was creepin on [bad word] up, doin it for the love of money
With platinum [bad word] to split'cha the way we hit'cha
1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where [bad word] from
Brought styles [bad word] never heard before
But we never got our props
'til we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad
But the man know, [bad word] with the lost souls, rest in peace
That was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this [bad word] 
But everything started changin, business rearangin
Then the time when Bone [bad word] wasn't vibin
Tried to keep my mind together through that industry [bad word] 
Somehow I'm feelin like what I deserve I didn't get
But I'mma stick it out, believe I'mma keep my head up
And show my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up
1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, its the art of war
It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body rott
Not to mention when we venture through the family scriptures
1999 [bad word]  still [bad word] 
Tryna get some money with this mastermind I'm jugglin
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year 2000 I'll be thuggin, but so immaculate
I gotta get some money, blast if I get hungry
So if you read that I done flipped, then you know the story, about me

(Hook)

(Ed. note-I'm not too sure about any of this verse)
Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody death
With a bloody bloody, mess, I'm servin you none the less
??? ???? ??? that crazy [bad word] from the world's most dangerous group
Mo Thugs Nation, ??? ??? ??? on your life
That's absolutley what I'm gon' do
Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me
Now I'm that [bad word] that be ??? ???, the [bad word] that bust all y'all
My mission in life to be the coldest [bad word] that ever spit [bad word] on the mic
 [bad word] in smooth, rockin this hip-hop music just the way you like
Tellin all biters to please stop tryin
Let it go fry fool, when I make my move all y'all gonna die
Split up and fry, open his eyes ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? pop
Shot one through his head
Oh my, oh my, now look what you made me do, this [bad word] dead
It ain't my fault, you niggas too soft, ain't got no skill
Now look through the ???, stop steel
Y'all some fake-thug livin tryna get notice by hangin with stars
No need to say no names, niggas know who the [bad word] you are
We all [bad word] sound, [bad word] united gatherin souls, how we roll
And that's love for the paper, foldin, I saw these hoes
But I had my ??? ???, nah [bad word] that's my nuts ??? ??? ??? don't touch that
And then he won't hesitate to buck for the love
You can't dust on these bustas, so they die
They only got love for those who love me
In the meanwhile I main to keepin my mind on my money
And no, this [bad word] that we spit ain't funny
Especially when you hungry, [bad word] 
With no hustle, [bad word]  to get them funds

(Hook)

(Bizzy)
In '91 [bad word] from the [bad word] cops, don't ya know it
That [bad word] was tryna' find a hidin spot, he show it, keep goin
Know niggas that'd had no [bad word] 
Said that would never read or get to L.
And niggas went cannibal on 'em, either
Smokin that reefer, niggas know how I'm livin
Cause I was havin children when y'all was lookin for women
But mine aside, so why you tellin your sci-fi? (sci-fi)
When niggas ain't have [bad word]  tell me who's the one that ride
We gon' ride ride though, you can call me Mr. Murda-mo
Gettin' jumped, burn the whole store down all by myself
Seen him doin' his own show [bad word] with the Bone flow
Heaven and Earth, God and my loved one, and ya gotta roll
And what you want my people to hear, that I'm a [bad word] sell-out?
But who's the one on solo [bad word]  and who want me the [bad word] out?
I'll bail out with a pump, that [bad word] makes me change
Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range
Shootin thangs (shootin thangs), it don't make you a villain
The villain is chillin with his children
 [bad word]  I keeps it real!

(Hook)

(Layzie)
I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind
straight up soldier in the field out here pushin my line
 [bad word] designed a gold crime as I'm racin through this obstacle
007, Layzie Bone, knew it was possible
Got shot, got out the hospital, started on my mission
Listen, [bad word] pay attention
Oh, and did I mention, had a tape before I crept on [bad word] up, Faces of Death
Blessin 40 o-z's, Lay and Leatherface and double z's (???)
Niggas often wonder why my mind on my money
 [bad word] these [bad word] all up on me, and half the industry phoney
It's like this [bad word]  I don't even [bad word] around
If a [bad word] ain't got no money for Lay, [bad word] around
Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style
When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a mile
See my niggas doin a [bad word] thing, Flesh
 [bad word] Humbly United Gatherin Souls, just to let you know
Heaven'z Movie, yours [bad word]  Mr. Gambini
(Kraaaayzie)It's the mentality, and next to the baddest, little Stevie
And when you ask me how I maintain
I watch my [bad word]  act a fool, and ace the game
Mo Thug one, witness the Family Scriptures
Mo Thug two, Family [bad word] to get ya
Mo Thug three, presentation of the mothership
Niggas on some other [bad word]  by smoke and maintain

(Hook)