intro (layzie dedication)

through the weather the storms

my nigga will always be my nigga

through the weather the storms. through the weather the storms

my nigga will always be my nigga

through the weather the storms. through the weather the storms. my nigga will always be my nigga

through the weather the storms. there was a thug i knew in cleveland

strugglin hard to survive

he wanted the finer things in life

whatever the streets could provide

hooked up with the killers slash dealers started to grind and reside

slept on the streets and stayed on the block with a bottle of rocks and a nine

gathered his homies

started a crew

stood on the corners in sloo

way back in 1989 when they wore flats in they shoes

before there was in they dudes

no metal detectors in schools

had him a gun in the bag with his books and took it to class and he'd shoot

whoo

suddenly he was the man

everyone knew he was gettin that money

brand new jewelry

bought him a car at 14

and everything lovely

had him a stash

dreams of upper class

cash in his pocket to spend

had it so good

had it so hood

man i wish i'da been there

and one day

the po'-po' was on him

he couldn't escape even though he was quick

they offered a deal

but just like a thug

he was what he was

he wasn't no snitch

he went to jail

did all of his time

back in the cleveland

this time with a dream

he started a group called bone thugs and wanted all of us on his team

that's my nigga