"NORTHCOAST"
FLESH-N-BONE featuring Layzie Bone

Cleveland, city where the St. Clair thugs chill.  
Come and kick it with a Clair playa.

Everybody in my city, stay off the hood, now.  Cleveland, C-Town, nigga let me put 'em on the map.  Come take you a journey, ride on the (?) to by my side.  Nigga, come on, lemme show you what's happenin'.  Mo Thugs  (?), broke in through this roof to this industry.  Made it, 'bout time.  And I've been hungry long enough, anticipatin', waitin' years for ya.  My gauge goin' shot.  Come follow me, I'm the man on East 99.  Five playas surely introduce to you.  Have a party, G, and everybody see that we humble people:  greeted my Mo Thug crew, yes, we got a lot to do, to keep on showin' real nice hospitality, and if the police don't know your face, get a case, then take the little cop brutality.  St. Clair family keepin' it real, down to chill or go straight up playa hater criminal.  (...?...) and flossin' still, pass out the cups, let the Henessey spill, climb on up to the brim.  Gotta tell 'em when then to stop.  And it might turn you in to an alcoholic or what you wanna call it--drunk, tipsy 'til they drop.  Can't even sleep with them on the Glock-glock, holla, holla, got just what you need to get whatever you want, then you're gonna receive if you got green, by any necessary means.  On mission if you think you see me when I'm drivin', hop on off of your ride and outta the (?) Benz, I'm leavin' you swervin', and I'll go hittin' switches on the Northside.       

Take a ride on the Northside.
Cleveland, city where the St. Clair thugs chill.
Come and kick it with a Clair playa.
East 99 where ya find me chillin' (and we're buckin'), still thuggin'.
Come, come.
It really don't matter where ya from, from.
  East 99 is where ya find me.  
Take a ride.

Better believe it's jumpin' strong, often everyday long.  It's the home of the Rock-N-Roll Hall of Fame.  St. Clair, all of my thugstas reign.  It's my city where the hustlas crept and we came.  Got mo' game, and absolutely with no shame, and all down to kick it, ain't no holdin' back.  We can party all night with the homies, find 'em at the Mirage, located downtown in the Flats or at (?), jump in and squeal, afterwards you and your lady can hit a hotel.  Don't forget to stop at the store get the shells.  If you got the herbs, better have them for sale.  Wanna know of a spot where the homies get a good vibe down on 72nd in the (Lexus), see no top, let it rock, and meditate, watch the horizon slowly change color 'til the pretty night rise.  Come up, slide.  Take a visit to the "Heart of it All."  See, it's all good.  (...?...)  Nigga, you really wouldn't wanna leave if once you kick it in the hood.  Get adapted, capture the atmosphere, get addicted to me and my home.  Once you care to get amongst my kind, you gon' belong with mine.  (Never find a day lonely, only real money-makin' Gs, excludin' suckas, we try to handle this.  I've been known for crackin' a dome, but don't get me wrong, still I can be scandalous by any necessary means.  On mission, if you think you see me, while I'm drivin', hop on off your ride and outta the (?), the Benz, I'll leave you swervin', I go hittin' the real switches on the Northside.  

Take a ride on the Northside.
Cleveland, city where the St. Clair thugs chill.
Come and kick it with a Clair playa.
East 99 where ya find me chillin' (and we're buckin'), still thuggin'.
Come, come.
It really don't matter where ya from, from.
  East 99 is where ya find me.  
Take a ride.

Anywhere theivin', havin' a celebration.  Wanna meet you there.   Kickin' it, never stop.  Keep 'em goin' 'til your party, party drop, fall.
[Beeping of pager.]
Damn, somebody hit me up, Damon.  Break it down for 'em, while I make this phone call.
Who hit me up while I'm in this session, man?  Damn.
[Phone ringing.]
Layzie Bone:
Hello.
Flesh:
Yo, who hit me up on my hitter?
Layzie:
It's Little Lay.  What's happenin'?
Flesh:
Kickin' it at the track, G.  Come on, swoop through, and break it down for me.

Layzie:
Welcome to the city where we thug the most, where the thugstas toast.  Keepin' the holster close everynight.  Ride from coast to coast.  We, the thugsta, boast.  Eternal, we be thuggin' for life.  You know anybody wanna ride the way that we paved, fill the Land with thugs all brave.  Everybody gotta struggle in a way to be saved in the midst of the twist.  Hear the buck to the bang, bang.  Always down for my thang, hang with the same old trues.  Nothin' but the pain and the strain, we proved, crept and we came, with nothin' to lose, fools.  It's the masterminds of all time with a little touch of class designed to go prime.  If you're grippin', take a mental on the level, little deeper, like the rebel who they sent up the Clair to nine-nine [nine].

Take a ride on the Northside.
Cleveland, city where the St. Clair thugs chill.
Come and kick it with a Clair playa.
East 99 where ya find me chillin' (and we're buckin'), still thuggin'.
Come, come.
It really don't matter where ya from, from.
  East 99 is where ya find me.  
Take a ride.

Damon:
Flesh and Layzie Bone.  Damon--Mo Thuggin' for life.  Let me show you how to do it Northcoast style.