Bone Thugs N Harmony

4:26

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]

I still be the thuggish ruggish, nigga. dressed in all black khakis, fatigues,
And boots. still don't give a fuck about the law. still run with a pump in my
Car and fuck who you are! you fuckin' with a couple of niggas that's really
Insane. i'm talkin' loco, krayzie as hellit ain't just a nameit's the game.
We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my
Brain. besides that, man ain't nothin' changed. look at me now, i'm still a
Thug, nigga i still smoke bud. (you know) you know i still represent st. clair
Wig-split, shit, nigga what? this is bone thug. niggas thinkin' i told ya but
We put it down like that. and whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it,
And keep on movin'. guess who's back up in the house? original cleveland
Criminals niggas just send 'em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murda
Murda!" never forgot where we come from. watch how you move your tongue. cause
I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass and smash and crash. protect
My niggas for
Combat, leather face at 'cha and on your ass like i was a heat-seeker, quickly
The reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in cleveland.
Layzie
I be the smoothest lil' nigga, you can meet me (me). but nigga, you fuck with
Me, then i'ma fuck with you. introduce you to this heat. i sweep the street.
When i draw down, let me hear ya say "fuck the law!" now. rawest niggas in the
Town, ready to thug and go down. "go pound for pound," nigga that's the motto.
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real, nigga, keep it real. show me
Your game. i'm sure gon' claim what the fuck is mine, my nigga i'll take it.
Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it. gimme your
Money, drop them keys, it's a jack-move bitch! and since you haters ain't got
No business that's how we attack your shit. nigga we'll smack your bitch in the
Middle of the grammy. and the media might ban me. nigga this mo thug family is
For real.

Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]
Bizzy
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. 'fore it all gets spent up.
And you wanna get rid of a hood bitch with game. and every bitch said i'm a
Good bitch fuckin' with my wood grain. everybody still playin' that hood game
Quiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) especially when it's tired. my environment ain't
Nothin' but niggas dyin' in them chemical-fed injections in jasper, texas.
Split up these niggas off in different sections. don't hate my message. destiny
Led to mimic, chastity for my daughter. wad up a nigga's sherm, and come listen
To the sermon. swervin' in my surburban, lick it up with the bottle. but
Everybody know i got some problems. had dreams of the apollo. the fiends had
Faith in me. suckas wouldn't run. a nigga not insane. niggas still with
Mebone. somehow they turn up. run up and get your sign. run blindly, elevate
Through time, nowhere to hide.

Flesh
Our dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. nigga, you drippin', soakin'
With bloodly body be beggin' me. you know what you should've capped like 2pac
With a glock. they're deadly. better not upset my thug mentality, sucka. you
Know you done fucked up, don't you niggas? runnin' up blastin' gas craters.
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky? could it be a
Bird, or maybe it's even a plane. for the untamed, insane human, only the 5th
Dawg. fuck you thought, muthafuck fame, for the fact the shit is a phat game
Goin' remain number one in the land. flesh, strangle the gang. bang-bang, bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the lord, i say. now how many times will i
Have to slay today? will i raise my guage? oh god ! how will i teach 'cha, but
It's these tactics that he daily practice. they gonna let you. don't have it?
Have it! runnin' up you sons of bastards! blast it! we sons of assassins, match
It, collecting more cash. that's true, you're feeling that, niggas said all my
Babies ge
T a million. struggle with a villian, hit em with a venomous blow! i call on
My mighty archangel. gonna surround my soul, but go with the calico yo! we the
Tightest, you know mo' the mighty. yes, trues humbly united. my family never
Divided: desperado, thug line, mo thug, millennium, 7th sign. for the fbi, you
Wanna come test my enterprise? bitch, you better go think twice, and open up
Your muthafuckin' eyes! these niggas can't fuck with the 5th dawg, finna
Parlay! everyday stormin' your way, you better lay low, so you might just duck
When i buck guage! can't you see my niggas having a ball all day. since we
Havin' a ball all day, muthafuckas player hate!
Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got)

I still be the thuggish ruggish, nigga. dressed in all black khakis, fatigues,
And boots. still don't give a fuck about the law. still run with a pump in my
Car and fuck who you are! you fuckin' with a couple of niggas that's really
Insane. i'm talkin' loco, krayzie as hellit ain't just a nameit's the game.
We done loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my
Brain. besides that, man ain't nothin' changed. look at me now, i'm still a
Thug, nigga i still smoke bud. (you know) you know i still represent st. clair
Wig-split, shit, nigga what? this is bone thug. niggas thinkin' i told ya but
We put it down like that. and whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it,
And keep on movin'. guess who's back up in the house? original cleveland
Criminals niggas just send 'em subliminal messages like "murda, mo murda
Murda!" never forgot where we come from. watch how you move your tongue. cause
I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass and smash and crash. protect
My niggas for
Combat, leather face at 'cha and on your ass like i was a heat-seeker, quickly
The reaper peep you, sweep you off your feet in cleveland.
Layzie
I be the smoothest lil' nigga, you can meet me (me). but nigga, you fuck with
Me, then i'ma fuck with you. introduce you to this heat. i sweep the street.
When i draw down, let me hear ya say "fuck the law!" now. rawest niggas in the
Town, ready to thug and go down. "go pound for pound," nigga that's the motto.
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real, nigga, keep it real. show me
Your game. i'm sure gon' claim what the fuck is mine, my nigga i'll take it.
Grab a player-hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it. gimme your
Money, drop them keys, it's a jack-move bitch! and since you haters ain't got
No business that's how we attack your shit. nigga we'll smack your bitch in the
Middle of the grammy. and the media might ban me. nigga this mo thug family is
For real.

Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got) [*2]
Bizzy
Pull it up, sit up, get up and count up your money. 'fore it all gets spent up.
And you wanna get rid of a hood bitch with game. and every bitch said i'm a
Good bitch fuckin' with my wood grain. everybody still playin' that hood game
Quiet. (quiet, quiet, quiet) especially when it's tired. my environment ain't
Nothin' but niggas dyin' in them chemical-fed injections in jasper, texas.
Split up these niggas off in different sections. don't hate my message. destiny
Led to mimic, chastity for my daughter. wad up a nigga's sherm, and come listen
To the sermon. swervin' in my surburban, lick it up with the bottle. but
Everybody know i got some problems. had dreams of the apollo. the fiends had
Faith in me. suckas wouldn't run. a nigga not insane. niggas still with
Mebone. somehow they turn up. run up and get your sign. run blindly, elevate
Through time, nowhere to hide.

Flesh
Our dawgs finna haul off lead, sawed-off head. nigga, you drippin', soakin'
With bloodly body be beggin' me. you know what you should've capped like 2pac
With a glock. they're deadly. better not upset my thug mentality, sucka. you
Know you done fucked up, don't you niggas? runnin' up blastin' gas craters.
What the fuck you thought you saw with your head in the sky? could it be a
Bird, or maybe it's even a plane. for the untamed, insane human, only the 5th
Dawg. fuck you thought, muthafuck fame, for the fact the shit is a phat game
Goin' remain number one in the land. flesh, strangle the gang. bang-bang, bang!
I dropped five guards in the name of the lord, i say. now how many times will i
Have to slay today? will i raise my guage? oh god ! how will i teach 'cha, but
It's these tactics that he daily practice. they gonna let you. don't have it?
Have it! runnin' up you sons of bastards! blast it! we sons of assassins, match
It, collecting more cash. that's true, you're feeling that, niggas said all my
Babies ge
T a million. struggle with a villian, hit em with a venomous blow! i call on
My mighty archangel. gonna surround my soul, but go with the calico yo! we the
Tightest, you know mo' the mighty. yes, trues humbly united. my family never
Divided: desperado, thug line, mo thug, millennium, 7th sign. for the fbi, you
Wanna come test my enterprise? bitch, you better go think twice, and open up
Your muthafuckin' eyes! these niggas can't fuck with the 5th dawg, finna
Parlay! everyday stormin' your way, you better lay low, so you might just duck
When i buck guage! can't you see my niggas having a ball all day. since we
Havin' a ball all day, muthafuckas player hate!
Krayzie
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all fuck with (fall to death,
Death) the niggas with the guns and you might get shot (get shot).
Get 'cha gun, get 'cha gun, did you kill 'em all you could (fall to death,
Death) be the first to feel the heat to see how much we got (we got)

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2 Glocks

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

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2 Glocks [Explicit]

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)

Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em off off Fuck with the niggas with the
guns and ya might get shot get shot
Get'cha gun get'cha gun did ya kill em off off You could be the first to feel
the heat to see how much we got we got we got
I still be a thuggish ruggish nigga dressed in all black khakis fatigues and
boots still don't give a fuck about the law still roll with the pump in my car
and fuck who you are you fuckin with a couple of niggas that's really insane
i'm talkin loco Krayzie as Hell it ain't just a name it's the game we done
loosened up a couple strings and shook a couple of screws loose in my brain
besides that man ain't nothin changed look at me nigga i'm still a thug nigga I
still smoke bud you know I still represent St. Clair wig split shit nigga what
this them Bone Thug niggas thinkin I told ya but we put it down like that
whoever we got to fuck up to prove it we do it and keep on movin guess who's
back up in the house original Cleveland criminals nigga just send em subliminal
messages like murda mo murda murda never forgot where we come from watch how
you move your tongue cause I got niggas that's ready to jump off in your ass
and smash it protect my niggas for combat Leatherface at you and on your ass
like I was a heat seaker creepin the reeper quickly sweep you off your feet in
Cleveland
I be the coolest little nigga you can meet meet meet but nigga you fuck with me
then i'm a fuck with you introduce you to this heat I sweep the streets when I
draw down let me hear you say fuck the law now rawest niggas in the town ready
thug and go down go pound for pound nigga that's the motto let me see you throw

7 Sign

featuring Majesty

4:49

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

[Bizzy]
Yeah, this for all you non-believers
Especially out in the C-O
Man, fuck y'all niggas
Woo! Yeah, I'm tellin ya when I die
You can see what's deep in my eye (my eye) (x2)

[Maje$ty]
7 Sign...

[Bizzy]
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you)
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you)

Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up
Even if I'm under surveillance, I watch out
Wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7
What am I yellin'? Murderer
Nigga, once you come you must pay like crazy if you
(Muthafucka, don't play me) play me
Nigga, not today
I see you but you can't see me
I know with all of government and
Yes, this will get crazy and blow (bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb)

[Maje$ty]
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn
Blastin' out your steroes or your headphones
The roots exploited clones; therefore
It's my job to describe the loudness, the habitat of rap survival kit
Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my worldly reflections
It's magnified to new levels of elevation

[Bizzy]
Seven sign, seven, seven sign
Seven, seventh sign seal
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah
Yeah, I'm tellin ya when I die
you can see what's deep in my eye (my eyes, my eyes)

[Bizzy]
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you)
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you)

The Rip here to run in the street
And flippin' on police, yeah they know me
I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke clears
And at least I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie
All bitches, look into it as you want the real killa?
Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it
And you knew it, do it, when, when you looked in my eyes
I'm ready to die
And I hope my mama really loves me
'Cause daddy's bye-bye
Inner pride with the Ripsta
Let 'em hit ya with the scripture
Picture me locked out and smoked out with a half of fifth of

[Maje$ty]
Three sixty-five out of all the round trees
They'll be Japanese, Maje$ty's corruptin' record companies
Nigga, jump for cheese, catch sub-zero freeze
And crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back
Sacks only in dress pants
have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight?
I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh
Sell a dream to 'em
Cash, no royality, grab they royal keys and dash
My overhead projects how ends meet to foul or ejected
Lyrics was selected beyond my control, last door on the totem pole
Pockets swoll from tape residue, last interview and went in daytime
It's made a promise to let down smooth criminals gently in my business
Grab your earlobe and billion, this is big business, buy tapes
Don't lend, niggas mad while I scrap change for phillies, why grill me?
Got bigger balls to chase waterfalls with Chili
Explore on four wheels or foot, I bring it to that ass over the hook
So when you slip, gots it. I ride up on it
I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm Boneless
Word sound 'til I'm foamin'
Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin'
Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel Trojans
More than civil suits make my longevity boost, articles
And promotions make me more potent
Deadly to the mind, 'causin' somethin' to be blind
Re-define lines entertwined with all mankind
Would that rain outshine divine Maje$ty, shame
The boogie down punks is where the hearts still remain

(Bizzy talking)
I'm a let a nigga know
You know what I'm sayin', just right off the bat
I gives a fuck about no nigga
Don't be no (corvie) - ass nigga
I'm tryin' to tell niggas that off the rip
Off the rippa, baby (I must me losin' my mind)

Where's the mob?
Find your specialty, let's give this nigga a job
Is you ready for jail?
Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob
We can spar, but you gon' drop (drop)
I'm a bomb, ready for war, will I p-pop pop
Better look out for miles, been doomed since I womb
Will he put me in my tomb?
I've been thuggin' so assume when I enter your room, boom
Stomped through Compton
And cities y'all ain't never heard of and listen
I bet there's thousand people screamin' out
"Murder, murderin' ya"
Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got a life
I'm tatted so when I die you can see what's deep my eyes
Trues ride but trues die, my nigga, don't cry
I shedded my last tear when I found out love was a lie
So I try, but it ain't nothin' for my mental
So piss off my pencil, and I blast, dash in a rental
One nigga got out and off he in a trap with sawed-off
They took a chance and lost
let's spray A-K and make gangsta gone
Don't finish the wars when they ain't over
I love you thugs, but all them skeletons got so close
And they got so ? if it ain't ?
This family that don't give a fuck who you are
It ain't nothin' like some trouble
How close? How far (how far, how far)?

[Bizzy]
Yeah, this for all you non-believers
Especially out in the C-O
Man, fuck y'all niggas
Woo! Yeah, I'm tellin ya when I die
You can see what's deep in my eye (my eye) (x2)

[Maje$ty]
7 Sign...

[Bizzy]
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you) 
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you)

Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up
Even if I'm under surveillance, I watch out
Wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7
What am I yellin'? Murderer
Nigga, once you come you must pay like crazy if you 
(Muthafucka, don't play me) play me
Nigga, not today
I see you but you can't see me
I know with all of government and
Yes, this will get crazy and blow (bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb)

[Maje$ty]
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn
Blastin' out your steroes or your headphones
The roots exploited clones; therefore
It's my job to describe the loudness, the habitat of rap survival kit
Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my worldly reflections
It's magnified to new levels of elevation

[Bizzy]
Seven sign, seven, seven sign
Seven, seventh sign seal
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah
Yeah, I'm tellin ya when I die
you can see what's deep in my eye (my eyes, my eyes)

[Bizzy]
I put who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, glock you and stop you (stop you, stop you) 
Look who got you, too, who shot you
Who got you, pop you and stop you (stop you, stop you)

The Rip here to run in the street
And flippin' on police, yeah they know me
I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke clears
And at least I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie
All bitches, look into it as you want the real killa?
Well, pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot it
And you knew it, do it, when, when you looked in my eyes
I'm ready to die
And I hope my mama really loves me
'Cause daddy's bye-bye
Inner pride with the Ripsta
Let 'em hit ya with the scripture
Picture me locked out and smoked out with a half of fifth of

[Maje$ty]
Three sixty-five out of all the round trees
They'll be Japanese, Maje$ty's corruptin' record companies
Nigga, jump for cheese, catch sub-zero freeze
And crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back
Sacks only in dress pants
have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight?
I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh
Sell a dream to 'em
Cash, no royality, grab they royal keys and dash
My overhead projects how ends meet to foul or ejected
Lyrics was selected beyond my control, last door on the totem pole
Pockets swoll from tape residue, last interview and went in daytime
It's made a promise to let down smooth criminals gently in my business
Grab your earlobe and billion, this is big business, buy tapes
Don't lend, niggas mad while I scrap change for phillies, why grill me?
Got bigger balls to chase waterfalls with Chili
Explore on four wheels or foot, I bring it to that ass over the hook
So when you slip, gots it. I ride up on it
I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I'm Boneless
Word sound 'til I'm foamin'
Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin'
Disownin' heads like Romans fight rebel Trojans
More than civil suits make my longevity boost, articles
And promotions make me more potent
Deadly to the mind, 'causin' somethin' to be blind
Re-define lines entertwined with all mankind
Would that rain outshine divine Maje$ty, shame
The boogie down punks is where the hearts still remain

(Bizzy talking)
I'm a let a nigga know
You know what I'm sayin', just right off the bat
I gives a fuck about no nigga
Don't be no (corvie) - ass nigga
I'm tryin' to tell niggas that off the rip
Off the rippa, baby (I must me losin' my mind)

Where's the mob?
Find your specialty, let's give this nigga a job
Is you ready for jail?
Yes and no, but somebody's gonna try to rob
We can spar, but you gon' drop (drop)
I'm a bomb, ready for war, will I p-pop pop
Better look out for miles, been doomed since I womb
Will he put me in my tomb?
I've been thuggin' so assume when I enter your room, boom
Stomped through Compton
And cities y'all ain't never heard of and listen
I bet there's thousand people screamin' out
"Murder, murderin' ya"
Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got a life
I'm tatted so when I die you can see what's deep my eyes
Trues ride but trues die, my nigga, don't cry
I shedded my last tear when I found out love was a lie
So I try, but it ain't nothin' for my mental
So piss off my pencil, and I blast, dash in a rental
One nigga got out and off he in a trap with sawed-off
They took a chance and lost
let's spray A-K and make gangsta gone
Don't finish the wars when they ain't over
I love you thugs, but all them skeletons got so close
And they got so ? if it ain't ?
This family that don't give a fuck who you are
It ain't nothin' like some trouble
How close? How far (how far, how far)?

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9Mm

작곡:A. Henderson,C. Scruggs,S. Howse

4:44

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)

-Krayzie Bone-
With the heata nine milimeta meta meta meta

Chorus
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop

-Krayzie Bone-
Nigga get ready for the big payback/Been thuggin and keepin the gulley since way back
Lot a niggas been talkin/ they runnin they mouths barkin
Runnin around false/ they claimin they want a weapon to rob us
My record is flawless/ my method is lawless/ i'm an automatic weapon nigga you just a target
The number one artist from the land of the heartless/fittin to get cha, hit cha nigga they couldn't call it
One nigga left and they talkin about we ain't happenin/ so we had to give that up and make em recognize platinum
Look at everybody rappin just like i'm rappin/ niggas got to admit it the Bone Thugs is the masta
THEY DIE, And there's NO COMPETITION, NO COMPETITION!!!!
Tear the roof off the mothaf**ka/ I put a boot off in a mothaf**kas ass
Still down to blast or clash with anyone of you niggas who start we ain't trippin off of none of you niggas wooo
Leathface the boy is back, with a little bit of action bring it/rap it sing it
Bust it whateva dog/ whateva ya'll want to do i'm with it wicked wicked

-chorus-

-Wish-
I done had a mil took a mil blew a mil still in the streets that's how i live I live/I t don't mean a damn thing/ still got a little change believe me comin in
Shit i pass a nigga seen a lot of niggas point him point him out thats him here/ It about to be E with a big cast eat him up
Send him on his way/ kick him in his ass have a nice day
Went the wrong way/ got a lot to say
It can get so murderous murderous/ touchin us never that Bone Thug still the crack
Crack and I can't lay back/ on the comeback
Spit on these niggas, spit on these niggas/ run up any you niggas, any you niggas won' be no recognizin niggas
Just one warning impatient one time only ok/ don't repeat myself bad for my health don't want to do that rather spray
Catch me on the wrong day, catch me on the wrong day/ better stay out my way better stay out my face
That's the last thing you wanna do Thugs true/ see the blues i shoot at you now you ???

-chorus-

-Layzie-
Ya'll know how i feel about fake niggas bitch niggas snitch niggas ain't no love for them/ put a nigga in his place moma crying at the wake that's right that's what a nigga does for them
I play above the rim I play above the rim/ with no lames in my circle cause i love to win
With the real ass niggas with the thug in them/ And if you talk too much i put a slug in them
Oh no don't play with em/ Lay gon get em If Wish don't get em then Kray gon get em
Straight up we spit em/ with a nine on my side and i slide to the rhythm
Let me slow it down in case you didn't catch my drift/ lift a nigga up out his shoes trigga finga not hesitant f**k it
Let me speed it up hit em like the ammunition comin from my heata/ ya'll niggas can't see these thugs 17 shots from the nine millimeter
On the creep with the nightvision infared beams pointed at your dome, can't wait to see a niggas response/ when i rip that vest with the teflon teflon

-Krayzie Bone-
With the heata nine milimeta meta meta meta

Chorus
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop
Go loco with the heata nine milimeter/ nine milimeter milimeter milimeter pop pop

-Krayzie Bone-
Nigga get ready for the big payback/Been thuggin and keepin the gulley since way back
Lot a niggas been talkin/ they runnin they mouths barkin
Runnin around false/ they claimin they want a weapon to rob us
My record is flawless/ my method is lawless/ i'm an automatic weapon nigga you just a target 
The number one artist from the land of the heartless/fittin to get cha, hit cha nigga they couldn't call it
One nigga left and they talkin about we ain't happenin/ so we had to give that up and make em recognize platinum
Look at everybody rappin just like i'm rappin/ niggas got to admit it the Bone Thugs is the masta 
THEY DIE, And there's NO COMPETITION, NO COMPETITION!!!!
Tear the roof off the mothaf**ka/ I put a boot off in a mothaf**kas ass 
Still down to blast or clash with anyone of you niggas who start we ain't trippin off of none of you niggas wooo
Leathface the boy is back, with a little bit of action bring it/rap it sing it 
Bust it whateva dog/ whateva ya'll want to do i'm with it wicked wicked

-chorus-

-Wish- 
I done had a mil took a mil blew a mil still in the streets that's how i live I live/I t don't mean a damn thing/ still got a little change believe me comin in
Shit i pass a nigga seen a lot of niggas point him point him out thats him here/ It about to be E with a big cast eat him up
Send him on his way/ kick him in his ass have a nice day 
Went the wrong way/ got a lot to say 
It can get so murderous murderous/ touchin us never that Bone Thug still the crack 
Crack and I can't lay back/ on the comeback 
Spit on these niggas, spit on these niggas/ run up any you niggas, any you niggas won' be no recognizin niggas
Just one warning impatient one time only ok/ don't repeat myself bad for my health don't want to do that rather spray
Catch me on the wrong day, catch me on the wrong day/ better stay out my way better stay out my face
That's the last thing you wanna do Thugs true/ see the blues i shoot at you now you ???

-chorus-

-Layzie-
Ya'll know how i feel about fake niggas bitch niggas snitch niggas ain't no love for them/ put a nigga in his place moma crying at the wake that's right that's what a nigga does for them 
I play above the rim I play above the rim/ with no lames in my circle cause i love to win
With the real ass niggas with the thug in them/ And if you talk too much i put a slug in them
Oh no don't play with em/ Lay gon get em If Wish don't get em then Kray gon get em
Straight up we spit em/ with a nine on my side and i slide to the rhythm
Let me slow it down in case you didn't catch my drift/ lift a nigga up out his shoes trigga finga not hesitant f**k it
Let me speed it up hit em like the ammunition comin from my heata/ ya'll niggas can't see these thugs 17 shots from the nine millimeter
On the creep with the nightvision infared beams pointed at your dome, can't wait to see a niggas response/ when i rip that vest with the teflon teflon

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9Mm	Bone Thugs N Harmony

4:44

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)

-Krayzie Bone-
With the heata nine milimeta meta meta meta

-chorus-

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A New Mind = A New Life [Interlude]

0:45

from Bone Thugs N Harmony 8집 - Uni5: The World`s Enemy (2010)

A Thug Soldier Conversation

2:15

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

Flesh-n-Bone: You know when i aint reading i'm writing my lyrics you no doing,
you know work on these lil keyboards if i aint doin that i'm studing, studing
up on this, on my religion all Islam, you know try'n to be the best Muslim i
can be

Krayzie Bone: I know you done had to knock you a motherf***er out now huh

Flesh-n-Bone: yeah i had to knock me a nigga out one time, that was the last
you know, once you, once you get that spice out the way all the rest of them
just move aside and wont test you after that but g i had to knock a big nigga
out once

Krayzie Bone: so what you needing right now hommie

Flesh-n-Bone: what i'm needing right now

Krayzie Bone: What you needing the most you know what i'm sayin like what the
most shit on yo mind right now

Flesh-n-Bone: aaw man to hold my wife you know what i'm say'm to kick it with
my babies but you know i need to but you know i can't do none of that right now
so you know you know basically you know you know while you up in here there
aint to much you gone be needing you know what i'm say'n to keep the books fat

Krayzie Bone: I know you been in that mothaf***er writing and you came up with
some s*** huh

Flesh-n-Bone: definitly, writing all kind of, know what i'm say'n i got to stay
fresh up on the you know this is what i do this is what i was born to do, so
yall know, man yall come on man yall know i gotta stay fresh up you know the
flesh gone be flesh you know i gotta come i gotta stay wicked like the stack
suppose to
-acapo

Ain't Nothin Changed

4:43

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

All Original

4:58

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Krayzie:
Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, and still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that? Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?" No. I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine, 'cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times. You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say, "Oh, my!" but check it out, though. I done made enough money to buy my ghetto a lot of weapons, y'all. And I made it, takin' out my weed. Here, stay high, nigga, so paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up. Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs, and they figure they can try me, like a muthafucka won't swang back or somethin', or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin'. Fuck 'em. I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate and say that we ain't true to what we say, but, then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate, we bang them fuckin' brains [we bang them brains]. But then
, we switch subject, and fuck with them clones that suck the thug dick. Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style. Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town. It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals, so here we go. Got a gun--should I buck 'em on down? Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh? I'm so full anguish. Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it, but they can't get the hang of it. Yeah.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Flesh:
Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold, I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time that they shot a nigga straight to the temple done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin', get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again, here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday, so say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain. I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood. It's all good. Niggas, they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks sellin' for 1ife, if you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up, yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah. We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it, I thank 'em, and hope for respect, 'cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst of the dark and I sped off with the quickness, strikin', send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a t
hug, and they thought that I bruise easily. Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em). Most of what goes around, comes around. Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us. To the chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a gun, they change in a whole new muthafuckin' attitude.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Layzie:
Nigga, let me in. Double glock and never about to change, man. To the temple I aim and claim to gain control. Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll, put some pressure on these hoes that, yo, they pose as foes, gotta let 'em know. Got a nation of my niggas out to back me, got another nation--killas out to try to jack me. Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull? Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose. Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction. They down with the puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action. Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse. If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps, and a I'm a give a little game in this world that we livin' in it, sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me. You get it how you take it, but the only way you'll make it, givin' peace to the G-O-D, your Lord. And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit, because the hater's gonna hate, and then the real--it's gon' feel, but I bet that after all
of y'all fall that the faker's gonna perish in the fire. Dip, and you know when I'm rollin', I'm equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam, and I gladly put it on ya from the land of California, leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean. Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with K.B. We gonna take a little journey around the world and see what we see. Any y'all niggas comin' with me? So, come on.

Wish:
Let me up in here and kill 'em, feel 'em niggas wanna bite the Bone, bite the Bone. Didn't a muthafucka say I'm wrong? Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow. We shoot 'em up, buck. Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation. Anybody hatin'? Erase 'em. And biters, everytime I see you on T.V., it makes me feel good, 'cause I know when we run up on you, you'll see we, we gotta get paid good. Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty, Bone in harmony. We hungry. Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money. Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz, should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all, should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters? Everything we write, I swear, it's all original. Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original [all original].

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now. We'll kill ya, now.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,  
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now.  We'll kill ya, now.

Krayzie:
Aw, triple-platinum, nigga, digga, and still thuggin' with the roughest muthafuckas in my city, and a nigga wonder, "How they still chillin' like that?  Ain't you scared of a nigga that's tryin' to jack ya paper, snatch ya?"  No.  I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine, 'cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times.  You didn't think I'm willing to find a way to say, "Oh, my!" but check it out, though.  I done made enough money to buy my ghetto a lot of weapons, y'all.  And I made it, takin' out my weed.  Here, stay high, nigga, so paranoia is factor when a nigga wanna act up.  Nigga figure I'm quiet, then he 1ook at my sawed-offs, and they figure they can try me, like a muthafucka won't swang back or somethin', or even pull a nine out my jacket, and start dumpin'.  Fuck 'em.  I think a nigga see us on the video and playa hate and say that we ain't true to what we say, but, then again, when you see us on the street and playa hate, we bang them fuckin' brains [we bang them brains].  But then
, we switch subject, and fuck with them clones that suck the thug dick.  Run around foul, tellin' people we stole your style.  Muthafucka, we ain't never been in your town.  It's all original when it's comin' from the Cleveland criminals, so here we go.  Got a gun--should I buck 'em on down?  Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on?  Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish and Flesh?  I'm so full anguish.  Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it, but they can't get the hang of it.  Yeah.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,  
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now.  We'll kill ya, now.

Flesh:
Beat 'er up and you'll sleep when I step so stone-cold, I chalk 'em, coffin off and they frontin' that time that they shot a nigga straight to the temple done a little bit simpler to me and all bodies start steadily fillin', get real high, steady droppin' the time on 'em, time from time and again, here to pick all that know with the Bone it's a party everyday, so say, "Mo," and it's still this strong to brain.  I hop on the phone with the homies to see what's happenin' in the hood.  It's all good.  Niggas, they thug us, smuggle, roll so deep in they own cut, but they gon' sacks sellin' for 1ife, if you pull a shyste off to the fiends, then gank 'em and leave 'em hangin' for the sake of come up, yeah, takin' ends, and we'll split ya, lost it in the stick up, yeah.  We better shank 'em, thank 'em, fuck it, I thank 'em, and hope for respect, 'cause shit, he got sacrificed, my snatchin' a life in the midst of the dark and I sped off with the quickness, strikin', send a knife to the back of a playa hater, hate a t
hug, and they thought that I bruise easily.  Come, they go through this little, (spin 'em).  Most of what goes around, comes around.  Ooh, bla-bla-bloody mess even though hoes really wanna test us.  To the chest, Flesh buck buck, haters guess with a gun, they change in a whole new muthafuckin' attitude.

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,  
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now.  We'll kill ya, now.

Layzie:
Nigga, let me in.  Double glock and never about to change, man.  To the temple I aim and claim to gain control.  Fin to rid your soul, creep or roll, put some pressure on these hoes that, yo, they pose as foes, gotta let 'em know.  Got a nation of my niggas out to back me, got another nation--killas out to try to jack me.  Exactly, what the fuck you thought you was gon' pull?  Fool, try to jack a St. Clair true, you lose, you lose.  Nigga, I'm a tell you 'bout these haters distraction.  They down with the puffin', the passin', 1ookin' for some action.  Facts and stacks, never will my mission collapse.  If you really want a thug, then you better pin these raps, and a I'm a give a little game in this world that we livin' in it, sinnin' in it, and it really ain't free to me.  You get it how you take it, but the only way you'll make it, givin' peace to the G-O-D, your Lord.  And it really don't mean that evil's gonna quit, because the hater's gonna hate, and then the real--it's gon' feel, but I bet that after all
of y'all fall that the faker's gonna perish in the fire.  Dip, and you know when I'm rollin', I'm equipped with the Ruger on my hip with the infrared beam, and I gladly put it on ya from the land of California, leavin' all of y'all goners, if you know what I mean.  Yeah, so quick to test us, jump off in the Lexus with K.B.  We gonna take a little journey around the world and see what we see.  Any y'all niggas comin' with me?  So, come on.

Wish:
Let me up in here and kill 'em, feel 'em niggas wanna bite the Bone, bite the Bone.  Didn't a muthafucka say I'm wrong?  Well I get down for mine, for my nine and blow.  We shoot 'em up, buck.  Yeah, strange we erupt on playa hation.  Anybody hatin'?  Erase 'em.  And biters, everytime I see you on T.V., it makes me feel good, 'cause I know when we run up on you, you'll see we, we gotta get paid good.  Nigga, don't shit come for free in this land of poverty, Bone in harmony.  We hungry.  Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money.  Don't gather the fly shit, fuckin' with Cleve, top of line in my Benz, should I 1et 'em spin on all of y'all, should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters?  Everything we write, I swear, it's all original.  Niggas mad at Bone because we be all original [all original].

Krayzie/Flesh:
Better not be so quick test us,  
[May they lay, they lay, may they lay, may they lay, may they lay.]
'cause we'll come to kill ya, now.  We'll kill ya, now.

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All The Way

4:22

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
and you know what I'm sayin KB probably rummin around here gettin some
haah tot tot tot tot tot [funny noize]
You know what it is [laugh]
My niggas we bout to go all the way

[Chorus: Layzie & Krayzie]
(All the way)
And we gone make it to the top on this face
From the cradle to the grave
(All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way
All the way)

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
You willin to test the flesh oh yes
But don't even stress what you heard
Cuz nigga Bone Thugs together forever splittin apart is obsurd
I wish they'd stop wit all of these rumours
Cuz we ain't goin nowhere baby
This is for life..
(All the way)

[Verse 2: Wish]
Bless this seed gotta know where I come from
And you'll sell me ain't going back where I come from
Been blessed with division and when we speak they listen
Well nigga you asked we look and we laugh
Depleted 50% of that mission right in that hand
(All the way)

[Verse 3: Layzie]
Now nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our ground and we put this down
It'll be my niggas we out on the grind
Together forever still one of a kind
Got love for the thugs that grind
(All the way)

[Verse 4: Bizzy]
They tellin me I was the one that was shoot up
And neva got 50/50 then we fillin em
Offer the rhythm and minimum gettin em
'member the neva surrender
Now taties and gentlemen I don't want anymo problems
Gentlemen let's get paid to party
Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)

[Chorus]

[Verse 5:Bizzy]
It's Charles, Bryan, and Steven, Anthony and Stanley
Nigga this family in destiny yall the only thugs wit Grammies
Mash the gigglin jigglin swervin and ribbonin
And while they crackin up off me
I must be invincible wit Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)

[Verse 6: Krayzie]
In this world I'm simply tryna get rich and make a livin'
I ain't really trippin' on no fancy cars or massderah
Even though a nigga duty dippin'
I keep my heat in my lap where I can reach it and pap
(All the way)

[Verse 7: Layzie]
This for makin pushes outta the bushes
And makin these hits stay move the streets
Rebels and warriors all ova the globe
Find their souls to the rockin feet
Maybe to me that's more than money
Better than anything I could imagine
All of ya souljahs keep on smashin
We could chill in the hood look mansion ansion
(All the way)

[Verse 8: Wish]
Everythings gone be a little nicer
Put your load on got a little lighter
Got rid of these bustin these hoes
But I must admit they sum the writer
And that's how ah belead dog
Ain't goin to the bottom wit yall
Nah and i wish of yall could see us bring
(All the way)

[Chorus]

[Verse 9: Layzie]
Hey yo well lil nigga this Bone Thugs
Shoulda know by now we niggas for life
Pullin triggers for life
Gettin figures for life
Nigga done dig and brought to the light
Like Jeffrey Osbourne way back in the day
Better believe me when I tell you dog
[Singin'] We goin all the way

[Verse 10: Bizzy]
How to bail me now better stoppin the psycho
Then slew they
Straight outta the foster home in Cleveland I escaped the Juve
And a little jury and a Shaun Gas army
Been makin money since niggas was doing they thang
Time fucked up the rhyme
(All the way)

[Verse 11: Wish]
Hey Mr. K. Ceiling do you know sumthin's wrong
Top of the line with the realest of thugstas
Ten years and they thought we'd be gone
But Oh No, soon as that little nigga Eazy
Let us put our foot in that door
We mashed we did we dashed
We did whateva till we get that dough
(All the way)

[Verse 12: Krayzie]
They know that we known for doing it
For can a thug is the street That'lil Eazy-E
But its on I keep tellin this niggas there'll neva be anotha Bone
If you goin this way you could go wit Kray
Cuz we (goin......)
(All the way)

[Chorus til fade]

[Outro: Krayzie]
That's right nigga Bone Thugs N Harmony up in this muthafucka 2002
I ain't gone say we back cuz we neva left this muthafucka
Really.
[Bizzy singin'] All the way...

[Chorus: Layzie & Krayzie]
(All the way)
And we gone make it to the top on this face
From the cradle to the grave
(All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way
All the way)

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
You willin to test the flesh oh yes
But don't even stress what you heard
Cuz nigga Bone Thugs together forever splittin apart is obsurd
I wish they'd stop wit all of these rumours
Cuz we ain't goin nowhere baby
This is for life..
(All the way)

[Verse 2: Wish]
Bless this seed gotta know where I come from
And you'll sell me ain't going back where I come from
Been blessed with division and when we speak they listen
Well nigga you asked we look and we laugh
Depleted 50% of that mission right in that hand
(All the way)

[Verse 3: Layzie]
Now nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our ground and we put this down
It'll be my niggas we out on the grind
Together forever still one of a kind
Got love for the thugs that grind
(All the way)

[Verse 4: Bizzy]
They tellin me I was the one that was shoot up
And neva got 50/50 then we fillin em
Offer the rhythm and minimum gettin em
'member the neva surrender
Now taties and gentlemen I don't want anymo problems
Gentlemen let's get paid to party
Givin em sumthin make it feel Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)

[Chorus]

[Verse 5:Bizzy]
It's Charles, Bryan, and Steven, Anthony and Stanley
Nigga this family in destiny yall the only thugs wit Grammies
Mash the gigglin jigglin swervin and ribbonin
And while they crackin up off me
I must be invincible wit Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
(All the way)

[Verse 6: Krayzie]
In this world I'm simply tryna get rich and make a livin'
I ain't really trippin' on no fancy cars or massderah
Even though a nigga duty dippin'
I keep my heat in my lap where I can reach it and pap
(All the way)

[Verse 7: Layzie]
This for makin pushes outta the bushes
And makin these hits stay move the streets
Rebels and warriors all ova the globe
Find their souls to the rockin feet
Maybe to me that's more than money
Better than anything I could imagine
All of ya souljahs keep on smashin
We could chill in the hood look mansion ansion
(All the way)

[Verse 8: Wish]
Everythings gone be a little nicer
Put your load on got a little lighter
Got rid of these bustin these hoes
But I must admit they sum the writer
And that's how ah belead dog
Ain't goin to the bottom wit yall
Nah and i wish of yall could see us bring
(All the way)

[Chorus]

[Verse 9: Layzie]
Hey yo well lil nigga this Bone Thugs
Shoulda know by now we niggas for life
Pullin triggers for life
Gettin figures for life
Nigga done dig and brought to the light
Like Jeffrey Osbourne way back in the day
Better believe me when I tell you dog
[Singin'] We goin all the way

[Verse 10: Bizzy]
How to bail me now better stoppin the psycho
Then slew they
Straight outta the foster home in Cleveland I escaped the Juve
And a little jury and a Shaun Gas army
Been makin money since niggas was doing they thang
Time fucked up the rhyme
(All the way)

[Verse 11: Wish]
Hey Mr. K. Ceiling do you know sumthin's wrong
Top of the line with the realest of thugstas
Ten years and they thought we'd be gone
But Oh No, soon as that little nigga Eazy
Let us put our foot in that door
We mashed we did we dashed
We did whateva till we get that dough
(All the way)

[Verse 12: Krayzie]
They know that we known for doing it
For can a thug is the street That'lil Eazy-E
But its on I keep tellin this niggas there'll neva be anotha Bone
If you goin this way you could go wit Kray
Cuz we (goin......)
(All the way)

[Chorus til fade]

[Outro: Krayzie]
That's right nigga Bone Thugs N Harmony up in this muthafucka 2002
I ain't gone say we back cuz we neva left this muthafucka
Really.
[Bizzy singin'] All the way...

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Bad Weed Blues

5:16

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

[Wish] Man I hear y'all got some good ass weed around here
[Dealer] Yeah nigga, what's happening'? I got you, how much you want? How
much you got?
[Wish] I got about two hundred dog, what's happening'?
[Dealer] I got you weed though
[Wish] Man this ain't no damn chronic! What the fuck?!?!

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Krayzie]
Last night, night, night, was a real bad night for me
(Let me explain to y'all what I'm talking about, man this
Shit was real fucked up for nigga though, I'm stressing)
I bought a sack of weed, when I got home I seen, (they cheated)
That this tree was just a big bag of seed
These niggas have gotten me for my money
I done spent a couple of hundred, Muthafuckers, naw
I guess I gotta chunk it as loss
But I'm mad cause I'm puffin and I'm puffin
And I, I still ain't cough
(Man this shit is not getting me high man, I am not high)
This shit too soft, I need some weed that gotta kick or punch
The shit that fucks you up
That won't hit it and quit it cause you'll be too lifted
After you've taken a hit from the blunt
Your (??) was working me like a downer
I need to be easy, easy, easy

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Wish]
All I wanna do is smoking, and choking
But ain't nobody got no goods, so I gotta move on
I gotta find it really good, good for my lungs
Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause I'm in need for that sticky sticky green
And have my blunt checked, so that nigga had an attitude
Excuse if I'm rude
But that's just the way that the weed, does you do, ooh
Throw your hands up if your weeded, uh huh
Throw your hands up if you need it, come on
I'm searching and I'm searching and I still ain't come up
Why didn't I think of this before lil Dre, let me hit'em on up
I hit'em up, he said he'll come right through
He got the L.A., L.A., I said I'll be right through
I finally got my blunt, I'm feeling so good
But it's so hard to find a real goody good in my hood

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Layzie]
I just got off the plane from Cali, I was smoking so good
Need to get me sac right now let me roll through the hood
Now I can't find Tweet, and Ken out of town
Now I'm thinking what I'ma do when I gotta get high
And then fuck around when it comes to the herb, I slurge
Anything ain't gonna cut it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money
And today I ain't on no budget searching high, low
Out of my mind I'm ready to blow
I'm feeling the stress, I'm getting depressed
Weedman don't love me no more,
nd I'm driving through the city, feeling empty inside
Cause I can't get high and this shit ain't how I ride
Stopping and hollaring at my niggas
Petty hustling and thug felon twice convicted thug felon
Just to see what he was selling
It was the (??) we was in
He swore it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stay calm
Capping twenty in, and stay charmed
My momma never said, momma never said, they'll be days like this
I'm breaking rules but nigga, ooh, I got to blaze this shit

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Bizzy]
You ain't going tell me ain't no sticky in this whole fucking city
Where's the weedman?, when you need them
I want hollas from my niggas all around the way (Wuz up Big Blood!)
My homie Big Blood, he just gave me a sack today, a sack today
And ooh, even though we selling llelli , he pulled lil Bizzy to the side
He insists lil Bizzy you know my lil sister she does braids
My hair must be fucked up, but it's cool though, ooh
Then lil Bizzy pulled up to the side and said
"Hey Big Blood, you got some dro?"

Let me tell me y'all
I...I just wanna tell y'all why, I
I got the bad weed blues
Cause ain't nobody got no gushy, so I'm smoking plenty gobble
Going crazy

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Krayzie]
Last night, night, night, was a real bad night for me
(Let me explain to y'all what I'm talking about, man this
Shit was real fucked up for nigga though, I'm stressing)
I bought a sack of weed, when I got home I seen, (they cheated)
That this tree was just a big bag of seed
These niggas have gotten me for my money
I done spent a couple of hundred, Muthafuckers, naw
I guess I gotta chunk it as loss
But I'm mad cause I'm puffin and I'm puffin
And I, I still ain't cough
(Man this shit is not getting me high man, I am not high)
This shit too soft, I need some weed that gotta kick or punch
The shit that fucks you up
That won't hit it and quit it cause you'll be too lifted
After you've taken a hit from the blunt
Your (??) was working me like a downer
I need to be easy, easy, easy

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Wish]
All I wanna do is smoking, and choking
But ain't nobody got no goods, so I gotta move on
I gotta find it really good, good for my lungs
Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause I'm in need for that sticky sticky green
And have my blunt checked, so that nigga had an attitude
Excuse if I'm rude
But that's just the way that the weed, does you do, ooh
Throw your hands up if your weeded, uh huh
Throw your hands up if you need it, come on
I'm searching and I'm searching and I still ain't come up
Why didn't I think of this before lil Dre, let me hit'em on up
I hit'em up, he said he'll come right through
He got the L.A., L.A., I said I'll be right through
I finally got my blunt, I'm feeling so good
But it's so hard to find a real goody good in my hood

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Layzie]
I just got off the plane from Cali, I was smoking so good
Need to get me sac right now let me roll through the hood
Now I can't find Tweet, and Ken out of town
Now I'm thinking what I'ma do when I gotta get high
And then fuck around when it comes to the herb, I slurge
Anything ain't gonna cut it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money
And today I ain't on no budget searching high, low
Out of my mind I'm ready to blow
I'm feeling the stress, I'm getting depressed
Weedman don't love me no more,
nd I'm driving through the city, feeling empty inside
Cause I can't get high and this shit ain't how I ride
Stopping and hollaring at my niggas
Petty hustling and thug felon twice convicted thug felon
Just to see what he was selling
It was the (??) we was in
He swore it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stay calm
Capping twenty in, and stay charmed
My momma never said, momma never said, they'll be days like this
I'm breaking rules but nigga, ooh, I got to blaze this shit

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

[Bizzy]
You ain't going tell me ain't no sticky in this whole fucking city
Where's the weedman?, when you need them
I want hollas from my niggas all around the way (Wuz up Big Blood!)
My homie Big Blood, he just gave me a sack today, a sack today
And ooh, even though we selling llelli , he pulled lil Bizzy to the side
He insists lil Bizzy you know my lil sister she does braids
My hair must be fucked up, but it's cool though, ooh
Then lil Bizzy pulled up to the side and said
"Hey Big Blood, you got some dro?"

Let me tell me y'all
I...I just wanna tell y'all why, I
I got the bad weed blues
Cause ain't nobody got no gushy, so I'm smoking plenty gobble
Going crazy

[Chorus]
Let me tell me y'all
I...I...I..., I got the bad weed blues
Ooh, got the bad weed blues

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BATTLEZONE

4:19

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

Bizzy (Krayzie)
Pick up you'r wings and prepare them to fly
(Bone thug souljah bone thug souljah,souljah)
In the battlezone,the battlezone
(Bone thug souljah,souljah,bone thug)
Swing low (swing low)
Sweet chariot (sweet chariot)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
Swing low sweet chariot (sweet chorit)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
I looked up on jordan and (what did )what did I see (what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(What did I see,what did I see)
Coming forth to carry me home (coming forth to carry me home)
(Listen to my battle cry
Come on,come on in my battlezone (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come in my battlezone
(Listen to my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on
Have me come for (aaah my battle cry)
Get up,get up,get up,get up,come on (come on)
Have me come for

(Bizzy)
One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
Kickin on somethig and dig this
Got to feel it catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro
Bone watchin for the po,po
Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)
Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show
No no don't spend a lot contend with a men
Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it
For the cops absorb you soul of course
Praise to the pharoah
Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn
When our niggas still shermed out
Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned!
Rest and burn!

(Layzie)
I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner
Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me
And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth
So much shit on my mind, so many things to do
So little time a nigga really got to do it in
Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots
From the minute nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one
Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun
And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin
When the shit poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for protection
Life ain't no joke
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul
Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd
And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild
Shit is real
Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit
Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit

(Krayzie)
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
Bustin niggas in the belly
Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache
Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx
They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down
Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors?
Talkin about we split up
Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Niggas really need to shut that shit up
If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble
We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize
Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die
I never keep my enemies close
Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope
That's close enough
Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the millimeter
And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin
Bitch come on and try to rob me
I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up
Get off of me baby (baby),
Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)
Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me
Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga attitude
Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love
Cause in the game you get fucked every time
Got this feeling inside my bloodline
Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a madman
Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action
Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on
If any one of you niggas got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em
Don't be mumblin speak a little louder
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
We'll already be up in you now hater feel us
Who the realest The Bone Thug killas
If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em
Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs
Jumpin all on the bandwagon
Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'
But when it's really time to show some tactics
The niggas don't have 'em
We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass
Cause when we clash ain't no comin back
Huntin' niggas from the past
We gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be spilled first
Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse?
Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you
feeling me
Quicker than a clocked damn missle
Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye
Then we makin' sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out

(Bizzy)
One,two look at the tally they drew my picture with Bob Marley
They probably wanna kill me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
Bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
Kickin on somethig and dig this
Got to feel it catch and don't let go
Wretched in a fro
Bone watchin for the po,po
Roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle (green bay)
Comin out a 4-door benz and I spend a lot for show
No no don't spend a lot contend with a men
Lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
Arrest the block they couldn't pin it better send it
For the cops absorb you soul of course
Praise to the pharoah
Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn 
When our niggas still shermed out
Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned! 
Rest and burn!

(Layzie)
I can't sleep at night cause I lay in my bed
And I be tossin and turnin trying to avoid my dreams
And I can hear the niggas lettin off they lead around the corner
Got me feelin paranoia like they coming for me
And I be clutchin' my heat, got me pacing back and forth
So much shit on my mind, so many things to do
So little time a nigga really got to do it in
Man I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots
From the minute nigga step outside
Nina Ross on my hip and I got to pack one
Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me
Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun
And that's real leave it for the dollar bill
Niggas'll holler 鈥淜ill Kill鈥then start flexin
When the shit poppin' off in my direction
Nigga got a 17-shot for protection
Life ain't no joke
Too many niggas I know was takin' shit for granted and that's foul
Nigga if you see a fool, pick a fool right out the crowd 
And hit him dead in his mouth for being loud and wild
Shit is real
Ain't none of that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit
Muthafuckas in the battle zone blastin shit
Put the match on shit straight up gassin shit

(Krayzie)
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47
Bustin niggas in the belly
Give them muthafuckas more than just a headache
Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx
They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down
Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors? 
Talkin about we split up
Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh
Niggas really need to shut that shit up
If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble
We wilder than any animal that's in the jungle
The name of the game is block the basket, strike him out
Hit the goal make the quarterback fumble strategize
Any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine
Nigga considered the enemy niggas that's when you die
I never keep my enemies close
Cause I got a perfect view of 'em in my scope
That's close enough
Leather Face'll fuck a nigga up and smile
And hit 'em with the millimeter
And I show a bitch kill a nigga see me drivin
Bitch come on and try to rob me
I'm willing to bet that 'cha get lit up
Get off of me baby (baby), 
Keep on comin' and there's gon' be drama (drama)
Tellin you niggas you better not fuck with me
Cause I ain't that quiet nigga that I used to be
Look how the haters give a nigga attitude
Nigga sick of being humble now I'm like fuck that I gotta get mine
They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it ain't no love
Cause in the game you get fucked every time
Got this feeling inside my bloodline
Somebody finna get fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction
Blastin' like a madman
Gettin' with the static nigga lovin the action
Yeah My Bone Thug niggas come on
If any one of you niggas got any problems
Thinkin' you tough and you really want to solve 'em
Don't be mumblin speak a little louder
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga
We'll already be up in you now hater feel us 
Who the realest The Bone Thug killas
If there's any objections niggas deal with 'em
Realer than them other muthafuckas talkin' about they thugs
Jumpin all on the bandwagon
Wanna be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns
Thugged out with they pants saggin they actin'
But when it's really time to show some tactics
The niggas don't have 'em
We murdered the bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets
Drop 'em in the river, splash that's that ass
Cause when we clash ain't no comin back
Huntin' niggas from the past
We gon' settle this shit right here
Fight to whoever blood be spilled first
Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse? 
Not me I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning you 
feeling me
Quicker than a clocked damn missle
Hit a bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye
Then we makin' sure that nigga die
Shoot a couple more times and ride out (ride out, ride out) 
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out)
Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) 
Nigga we ride out

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Battlezone

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

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Battlezone [Explicit]

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)

Pick up your wings and prepare them for flight…

[Bone Thug souljah, souljah, Bone Thug souljah, souljah]…in
the battlezone, the battlezone. [Bone Thug souljah, souljah,
Bone Thug.] Swing low [Swing low], sweet chariot, [Sweet
chariot] coming forth to carry me home [coming forth to carry
me home.] Swing low, sweet chariot, [Sweet chariot] coming
forth to carry me home [coming forth to carry me home]. I
looked up on Jordan, and [what did…] what did I see [what did
I see?] coming forth to carry me home? [Coming forth to carry
me home.] [What did I see, what did I see?] Coming forth to
carry me home [Coming forth to carry me home.] [Listen to my
battle cry…] Come on, come on in my battlezone. […aaah my
battle cry.] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on in my
battlezone. [Listen to my battle cry…] Get up, get up, get
up, get up, come on. Have me come for. […aaah my battle cry.]
Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on, [come on] Have me
come for.
Bizzy
One, two, look at the tally. They drew my picture with Bob
Marley. They probably wanna kill me. Will I die in 1999?
Smoking phillies. Bizzy the kid was bustin' in the ceilin' in
my big claim. Kickin' on somethin' and dig this. Got to feel
it, catch and don't let go. Wretched in a 'fro. Bone watchin'
for the po-po. Roll over then pull it, got my bullet in my Fo-
fo. I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle! (Green baby) Comin'
out a 4-door Benz and I spend a lot for show. No, no, don't
spend a lot, contend with men. Lookin' at my watch like a meal
ticket. Arrest the block, they couldn’t pin it, better send
it. For the cops, absorb you soul of course. Praise to the
pharoah. Murda Mo, Curly, I heard it lower and return it and
burn, when our niggas still shermed out! Court's adjourned,
court's adjourned, Rest and burn!

Layzie
I can’t sleep at night, cause I lay in my bed. And I be
tossin’ and turnin’ trying to avoid my dreams. And I can
hear the niggas lettin’ off they lead around the corner. Got
me feelin’ paranoia like they coming for me. And I be
clutchin’ my heat, got me pacing back and forth. So much shit
on my mind, so many things to do. So little time a nigga
really got to do it in. Man I be ready for war in my fatigues
and boots. From the minute nigga step outside, Nina Ross on my
hip and I got to pack one. Just like Little Eazy-E told you
and me, nigga never leave the house without packin’ a gun.
And that’s real, 'leave it for the dollar bill. Niggas'll
holler “Kill Kill” then start flexin’. When the shit
poppin’ off in my direction, nigga got a 17-shot for
protection. Life ain’t no joke. Too many niggas I know was
takin’ shit for granted and that’s foul! Nigga if you see a
fool, pick a fool right out the crowd and hit him dead in his
mouth for being loud and wild. Shit is real! Ain't none of
that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit. Muthafuckas in
the battle zone blastin' shit. Put the match on shit, straight
up gassin' shit!
Krayzie
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47,
bustin' niggas in the belly. Give them muthafuckas more than
just a headache. Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx.
They're runnin', retreatin', screamin' "Mayday, we're goin'
down!" Now why the fuck is niggas tellin' lies and rumors?
Talkin' about "we split up?" 'Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie,
Bizzy, Wish, Flesh. Niggas really need to shut that shit up.
If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble, we wilder
than any animal that's in the jungle. The name of the game is
block the basket, strike him out, hit the goal, make the
quarterback fumble—strategize. Any nigga hatin' ain't a
friend of mine. Nigga considered the enemy, niggas that’s
when you die. I never keep my enemies close, 'cause I got a
perfect view of 'em in my scope. That's close enough. Leather
Face'll fuck a nigga up, and smile, and hit 'em with the
millimeter. And I show a bitch, kill a nigga. See me drivin'.
Bitch come on and try to rob me! I'm willing to bet that 'cha
get lit up! Get off of me baby (baby), keep on comin' and
there's gon’ be drama (drama). Tellin' you niggas: "You
better not fuck with me, 'cause I ain't that quiet nigga that
I used to be!" Look how the haters give a nigga attitude.
Nigga sick of being humble, now I'm like "Fuck that!" I gotta
get mine. They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it
ain't no love. 'Cause in the game you get fucked every time.
Got this feeling inside my bloodline. Somebody finna get
fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction. Blastin'
like a madman. Gettin’ with the static, nigga lovin' the
action. Yeah! My Bone Thug niggas come on. If any one of you
niggas got any problems—thinkin' you tough and you really
want to solve 'em. Don't be mumblin', speak a little louder.
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga,
we’ll already be up in you. Now hater feel us. Who the
realest? The Bone Thug killas. If there’s any objections,
niggas deal with 'em. Realer than them other muthafuckas
talkin' about they thugs, jumpin all on the bandwagon. Wanna
be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns, thugged out with
they pants saggin'. They actin'. But when it's really time to
show some tactics, the niggas don't have 'em. We murdered the
bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets. Drop 'em in
the river, splash! That's that ass! 'Cause when we clash,
ain't no comin' back. Huntin' niggas from the past. We gon’
settle this shit right here. Fight to whoever blood be spilled
first. Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse? Not me!
I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning,
you feeling me? Quicker than a clocked damn missle. Hit a
bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye. Then we
makin’ sure that nigga die. Shoot a couple more times…and
ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out,
ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we
ride out.

Pick up your wings and prepare them for flight…

[Bone Thug souljah, souljah, Bone Thug souljah, souljah]…in
the battlezone, the battlezone. [Bone Thug souljah, souljah,
Bone Thug.] Swing low [Swing low], sweet chariot, [Sweet
chariot] coming forth to carry me home [coming forth to carry
me home.] Swing low, sweet chariot, [Sweet chariot] coming
forth to carry me home [coming forth to carry me home]. I
looked up on Jordan, and [what did…] what did I see [what did
I see?] coming forth to carry me home? [Coming forth to carry
me home.] [What did I see, what did I see?] Coming forth to
carry me home [Coming forth to carry me home.] [Listen to my
battle cry…] Come on, come on in my battlezone. […aaah my
battle cry.] Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on in my
battlezone. [Listen to my battle cry…] Get up, get up, get
up, get up, come on. Have me come for. […aaah my battle cry.]
Get up, get up, get up, get up, come on, [come on] Have me
come for.
Bizzy
One, two, look at the tally. They drew my picture with Bob
Marley. They probably wanna kill me. Will I die in 1999?
Smoking phillies. Bizzy the kid was bustin' in the ceilin' in
my big claim. Kickin' on somethin' and dig this. Got to feel
it, catch and don't let go. Wretched in a 'fro. Bone watchin'
for the po-po. Roll over then pull it, got my bullet in my Fo-
fo. I gotta stand it's turnin to a jungle! (Green baby) Comin'
out a 4-door Benz and I spend a lot for show. No, no, don't
spend a lot, contend with men. Lookin' at my watch like a meal
ticket. Arrest the block, they couldn’t pin it, better send
it. For the cops, absorb you soul of course. Praise to the
pharoah. Murda Mo, Curly, I heard it lower and return it and
burn, when our niggas still shermed out! Court's adjourned,
court's adjourned, Rest and burn!

Layzie
I can’t sleep at night, cause I lay in my bed. And I be
tossin’ and turnin’ trying to avoid my dreams. And I can
hear the niggas lettin’ off they lead around the corner. Got
me feelin’ paranoia like they coming for me. And I be
clutchin’ my heat, got me pacing back and forth. So much shit
on my mind, so many things to do. So little time a nigga
really got to do it in. Man I be ready for war in my fatigues
and boots. From the minute nigga step outside, Nina Ross on my
hip and I got to pack one. Just like Little Eazy-E told you
and me, nigga never leave the house without packin’ a gun.
And that’s real, 'leave it for the dollar bill. Niggas'll
holler “Kill Kill” then start flexin’. When the shit
poppin’ off in my direction, nigga got a 17-shot for
protection. Life ain’t no joke. Too many niggas I know was
takin’ shit for granted and that’s foul! Nigga if you see a
fool, pick a fool right out the crowd and hit him dead in his
mouth for being loud and wild. Shit is real! Ain't none of
that elastic faggot rubber band plastic shit. Muthafuckas in
the battle zone blastin' shit. Put the match on shit, straight
up gassin' shit!
Krayzie
Hell yeah! It's that same nigga runnin' with the AK-47,
bustin' niggas in the belly. Give them muthafuckas more than
just a headache. Get back at that nigga faster than FedEx.
They're runnin', retreatin', screamin' "Mayday, we're goin'
down!" Now why the fuck is niggas tellin' lies and rumors?
Talkin' about "we split up?" 'Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie,
Bizzy, Wish, Flesh. Niggas really need to shut that shit up.
If a muthafucka really want to rumble we can tumble, we wilder
than any animal that's in the jungle. The name of the game is
block the basket, strike him out, hit the goal, make the
quarterback fumble&#8212;strategize. Any nigga hatin' ain't a
friend of mine. Nigga considered the enemy, niggas that’s
when you die. I never keep my enemies close, 'cause I got a
perfect view of 'em in my scope. That's close enough. Leather
Face'll fuck a nigga up, and smile, and hit 'em with the
millimeter. And I show a bitch, kill a nigga. See me drivin'.
Bitch come on and try to rob me! I'm willing to bet that 'cha
get lit up! Get off of me baby (baby), keep on comin' and
there's gon’ be drama (drama). Tellin' you niggas: "You
better not fuck with me, 'cause I ain't that quiet nigga that
I used to be!" Look how the haters give a nigga attitude.
Nigga sick of being humble, now I'm like "Fuck that!" I gotta
get mine. They try to show a nigga love, but fuck that it
ain't no love. 'Cause in the game you get fucked every time.
Got this feeling inside my bloodline. Somebody finna get
fucked up! If a nigga don't get some satisfaction. Blastin'
like a madman. Gettin’ with the static, nigga lovin' the
action. Yeah! My Bone Thug niggas come on. If any one of you
niggas got any problems&#8212;thinkin' you tough and you really
want to solve 'em. Don't be mumblin', speak a little louder.
While you steady talkin' like you liver than the next nigga,
we’ll already be up in you. Now hater feel us. Who the
realest? The Bone Thug killas. If there’s any objections,
niggas deal with 'em. Realer than them other muthafuckas
talkin' about they thugs, jumpin all on the bandwagon. Wanna
be like us, wanna cuss, wanna bust they guns, thugged out with
they pants saggin'. They actin'. But when it's really time to
show some tactics, the niggas don't have 'em. We murdered the
bastards, puttin em all in bodybags and caskets. Drop 'em in
the river, splash! That's that ass! 'Cause when we clash,
ain't no comin' back. Huntin' niggas from the past. We gon’
settle this shit right here. Fight to whoever blood be spilled
first. Who will be the nigga ridin' away in a Hearse? Not me!
I'm determined to wake up and still be livin' in the morning,
you feeling me? Quicker than a clocked damn missle. Hit a
bitch directly in the middle, right between your eye. Then we
makin’ sure that nigga die. Shoot a couple more times…and
ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out,
ride out) Nigga we ride out. (ride out, ride out) Nigga we
ride out.

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Blaze It [Interlude]

2:09

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Bnk	Bone Thugs N Harmony

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

Eazy-E:
Black nigga killa. Hate brought death around the block as a hollow point bust
through the punk′s back. Raisin′ Cain, feel no pain as I penetrate. Nigga five
deep as I strike at a quick pace. I got the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my
mind so my soul is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I′m wicked by nature,
′cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A 30.06 with the
scope I make a skinhead brain bust all across the West Coast. Muthafuckas
catchin′ heat as I bring anger, and release more danger from my chamber. The
evil in my blood is possessed, so I creep low from the back slow and push lead
through that nigga′s flesh. Ain′t no hope when every nigga wants to be the
nine-milla, on the trigger, the black nigga killa.

Krayzie:
We be the mighty warrior. Black nigga killa, what′s up? You ready to die? You
think you can fuck with them thug niggas? Come on, tell me the truth, nigga.
Look in my eyes. Bitch, we get live. Bone thugs-n-harmony, nigga--Cleveland′s
thuggish ruggish niggas still down with the thug shit. Buck, buck, bust. Let
′em know we still run this bitch just like an assassin. Say, nigga, we nice but
can get nasty. Get into war, what else can it be? Nigga, you know what we came
here for. You know, when we shot through the door, my niggas was serious,
playin no jokes. Just ′cause I′m a rapper, you thought it′s for show? Okay
nigga let′s see if this a real fo′-fo′. You thought we was studio, saw us on
video, seen us in person so here we go [here we go]. What is your problem? Here
come the bullets, better dodge ′em. I sneaks up behind, so I′m fuckin′ with
killas. Nigga, don′t make me kill ya. Got a bodybag for any you bitches
thinkin′ you realer.

Wish:
Since, we some killers for sure [sure], hit ′em up, hit ′em hard, if you ready
to roll. Niggas out tryin′ to fuck with us, but I′m givin′ you one
warnin′--that′s a no-no. ′Cause I got what you need if you are ready to die, to
die, to die. Nigga, bye bye. Shots might be fired. Yep. Everybody gon′ run?
Naw. Shootin′ at me? Better hit me or one day . Fire! Here I come, come. And
you don′t wanna see. We like that [that], ′cause everybody pack guns, but Bone
go pap pap. Really just out for the money, ya′ll. Really won′t hurt none of
y′all, but playas went too far so I say, ″Fuck y′all. Fuck y′all, y′all, y′all
haters. All, y′all, y′all, y′all haters.″

Eazy-E:
killa, killa, killa, killa.

Flesh-n-Bone:
I′m servin′ these bitches daily. I′m a black nigga killa--that′s what you can
label me. Unfadable, see? You don′t really wanna fuck with us. You can′t touch
us. You ain′t able. Rest in peace. Flesh creep and sneak with a streetsweeper.
Niggas don′t ever know what hit ′em. I split ′em and snatch they soul like the
Reaper. Have you ever seen a killer, dressed in a trench coat, sold over a
hundred pounds? Rollin′, downin′ a fifth of Rose when I stroll, and who wanna
fuck with me now? Lay ′em all down when I creep through your town and clown. I
bet you feela this nigga behind the trigger, clack back. Stack, that black
nigga killa.

Layzie:
[′Cause dyin′ be easy.] Nigga, you know what Bone be sayin′. Rollin′ with big
guns, ain′t no playin′, stayin′ down for the murda mo′, slayin′. Aw, shit. Just
to let you know, man, that 187 for realer. We black nigga killas and down to
ride for E [E]. He′d a ride for me, and that′s the way it′s gon′ be: N.W.A,
nigga B-O-N-E. All around the world, most dangerous groups, marchin′ like
troops. Lace your boots, be ready to shoot, ′cause if you ain′t then a bullet
might hit you. Picture yourself in a coffin--so stiff and cold, full of
formaldehyde. Better scatter, dodge ′fore this bullet lodged in your ass,
simply for the cash. Been around the world, seen so many faces and so many
places. Aced this game, while they try to erase this daily basis. Gimme my
space, shit, show me some love, though. Just pump your fist in the air and
holler, ″Mo!″ Could you do me that? And I′ll hit you back. Little nigga just
wanna know where my thugs at. Some at the track on the back. Oh, yes, some
niggas on corner ′r
ound sellin that crack. Some of my thugs grave long gone, lot of my niggas′ at
home playin′ Bone. Could they rest in peace? My niggas sleep. Makaveli, Biggie
Smalls, and Eazy-E. T-Rock got shot [T-Rock got shot]. Lord bless his city
[bless his city] thats why [why I] shoot, shoot ′em up. Shoot ′em up, shoot ′em
up. Shoot, shoot ′em up. Shoot ′em up, always [nigga], always. That′s why I
shoot ′em up.

Eazy-E:
killa, killa, killa, killa.

Krayzie:
We be the mighty warrior. Black nigga killa, what′s up? You ready to die? You 
think you can fuck with them thug niggas? Come on, tell me the truth, nigga. 
Look in my eyes. Bitch, we get live. Bone thugs-n-harmony, nigga--Cleveland′s 
thuggish ruggish niggas still down with the thug shit. Buck, buck, bust. Let 
′em know we still run this bitch just like an assassin. Say, nigga, we nice but 
can get nasty. Get into war, what else can it be? Nigga, you know what we came 
here for. You know, when we shot through the door, my niggas was serious, 
playin no jokes. Just ′cause I′m a rapper, you thought it′s for show? Okay 
nigga let′s see if this a real fo′-fo′. You thought we was studio, saw us on 
video, seen us in person so here we go [here we go]. What is your problem? Here 
come the bullets, better dodge ′em. I sneaks up behind, so I′m fuckin′ with 
killas. Nigga, don′t make me kill ya. Got a bodybag for any you bitches 
thinkin′ you realer.

Wish:
Since, we some killers for sure [sure], hit ′em up, hit ′em hard, if you ready 
to roll. Niggas out tryin′ to fuck with us, but I′m givin′ you one 
warnin′--that′s a no-no. ′Cause I got what you need if you are ready to die, to 
die, to die. Nigga, bye bye. Shots might be fired. Yep. Everybody gon′ run? 
Naw. Shootin′ at me? Better hit me or one day . Fire! Here I come, come. And 
you don′t wanna see. We like that [that], ′cause everybody pack guns, but Bone 
go pap pap. Really just out for the money, ya′ll. Really won′t hurt none of 
y′all, but playas went too far so I say, ″Fuck y′all. Fuck y′all, y′all, y′all 
haters. All, y′all, y′all, y′all haters.″

Eazy-E:
killa, killa, killa, killa.

Flesh-n-Bone:
I′m servin′ these bitches daily. I′m a black nigga killa--that′s what you can 
label me. Unfadable, see? You don′t really wanna fuck with us. You can′t touch 
us. You ain′t able. Rest in peace. Flesh creep and sneak with a streetsweeper. 
Niggas don′t ever know what hit ′em. I split ′em and snatch they soul like the 
Reaper. Have you ever seen a killer, dressed in a trench coat, sold over a 
hundred pounds? Rollin′, downin′ a fifth of Rose when I stroll, and who wanna 
fuck with me now? Lay ′em all down when I creep through your town and clown. I 
bet you feela this nigga behind the trigger, clack back. Stack, that black 
nigga killa.

Layzie:
[′Cause dyin′ be easy.] Nigga, you know what Bone be sayin′. Rollin′ with big 
guns, ain′t no playin′, stayin′ down for the murda mo′, slayin′. Aw, shit. Just 
to let you know, man, that 187 for realer. We black nigga killas and down to 
ride for E [E]. He′d a ride for me, and that′s the way it′s gon′ be: N.W.A, 
nigga B-O-N-E. All around the world, most dangerous groups, marchin′ like 
troops. Lace your boots, be ready to shoot, ′cause if you ain′t then a bullet 
might hit you. Picture yourself in a coffin--so stiff and cold, full of 
formaldehyde. Better scatter, dodge ′fore this bullet lodged in your ass, 
simply for the cash. Been around the world, seen so many faces and so many 
places. Aced this game, while they try to erase this daily basis. Gimme my 
space, shit, show me some love, though. Just pump your fist in the air and 
holler, ″Mo!″ Could you do me that? And I′ll hit you back. Little nigga just 
wanna know where my thugs at. Some at the track on the back. Oh, yes, some 
niggas on corner ′r
ound sellin that crack. Some of my thugs grave long gone, lot of my niggas′ at 
home playin′ Bone. Could they rest in peace? My niggas sleep. Makaveli, Biggie 
Smalls, and Eazy-E. T-Rock got shot [T-Rock got shot]. Lord bless his city 
[bless his city] thats why [why I] shoot, shoot ′em up. Shoot ′em up, shoot ′em 
up. Shoot, shoot ′em up. Shoot ′em up, always [nigga], always. That′s why I 
shoot ′em up.

Eazy-E:
killa, killa, killa, killa.

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Body Rott

5:01

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Krayzie

We paper chase and smoke blunts
You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us
Don't be so quick to test us I'll be annoyed and might bust
I'ma have to talk to Eazy through the ouija, so I can see
If maybe he can tell me why you hatin' on me
Bitin' on me, why you want me
To show a nigga leatherface in me
Don't fuck around nigga he's a real buck 'em down nigga
Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga
Niggas get your checks from your broads get high
Then your broads sneak your keys from your niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party even the niggas with a problem
Hey nigga we can solve em, 'cause bitch we'll squash 'em
Don't know me, fuck you when you got beef
But you also got the clone styles and all Mo T.
See me rappin' on your tv actin'
And it's a fact that when you see us in person think we gon' flex or show you
no action
Down for mine, gotta show a nigga time to time
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I feel with so much anger and pain
And if I drop then I'll explode like a fuckin' grenade, nigga
Fuck calm time to ring the alarm
Break the niggas out of prison killin' all the guards, woo!
Power to the people givin' people the power to put it down in your city
And fuck them hillbillies
Nigga I can't stand no mothafuckin' po-po
When will we start killin' these bitches and takin' no more
Mo thug the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin'
You could say I roll with a gang
And then some chin checkers in the makin'
So nigga continue with the rotation

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Bizzy

I heard I murda I heard I murda I heard

Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin' the flow then let it burn
What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone
Bitch, you fuckin' with all of the black cat feet
And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt
Bet it be no peace to release the beats
Settle with the streets and get em all peace
Get up and at least we don't take defeat
Bitch never retreat
Nigga lose your arms
Better use your feet
Pick up my henny henn nigga yeah yeah yeah
Get up off the rock
We're corrupt as a four dollar buck
Come and get fucked up
And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty
Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in Cali
And you feel me daddy, proudly I done stalk like a mad man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
Fuck the rap and tour the bitch made hation nation nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me still can't fade me away
Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song
And murder they prophets in spots, spots, spots

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Layzie

How you see me when you see me drinking on Henessey and Remy
Look in my eyes my shit is dreamy
Beggin' to Scotty won't you beam me up
I buck twelve gauge erupt disrupt your order infantry
Y'all better expect annihilation, fuckin' around with an SCT
And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us
Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust
So nigga I bust so back up off me, givin' no mercy shit is critical
Killin you individual wit' a ouija type ritual
I'm diggin' a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid
Ain't no way to be safe
Nigga this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what's spoken as I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin' us Lord's devotion yeah

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Wish

Now when you're fuckin' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin' got niggas that know what they doin'
rollin' with me
Infrared to your head don't beg you dead we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thang
Better ride ride
'Cause when you're fuckin' with
You gon' die die
Don't be surprised, Bone want your presidents wanna run it all
Run all of it all of it
Fuck that dumb, fuck that dumb
Us niggas is super skilled
Don't pull no gun if you ain't gon' spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, uh
We buckin' em down
Trust in me and harmony, I find peace
Eternally bless my soul Lord
And everybody that rides with me
It's from me to you
It's from me to you [me to you]
It's just our point of view
It's just our point of view [point of view, point of view]
Yeah
And that's why I stay high
So high so high like la dee dah dah dah
La dee dah dah dah
So high so high

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these mothafuckin' cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Krayzie

We paper chase and smoke blunts
You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us
Don't be so quick to test us I'll be annoyed and might bust
I'ma have to talk to Eazy through the ouija, so I can see
If maybe he can tell me why you hatin' on me
Bitin' on me, why you want me
To show a nigga leatherface in me
Don't fuck around nigga he's a real buck 'em down nigga
Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga
Niggas get your checks from your broads get high
Then your broads sneak your keys from your niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party even the niggas with a problem
Hey nigga we can solve em, 'cause bitch we'll squash 'em
Don't know me, fuck you when you got beef
But you also got the clone styles and all Mo T.
See me rappin' on your tv actin'
And it's a fact that when you see us in person think we gon' flex or show you 
no action
Down for mine, gotta show a nigga time to time
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I feel with so much anger and pain
And if I drop then I'll explode like a fuckin' grenade, nigga
Fuck calm time to ring the alarm
Break the niggas out of prison killin' all the guards, woo!
Power to the people givin' people the power to put it down in your city
And fuck them hillbillies
Nigga I can't stand no mothafuckin' po-po
When will we start killin' these bitches and takin' no more
Mo thug the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin'
You could say I roll with a gang
And then some chin checkers in the makin'
So nigga continue with the rotation

Bizzy

I heard I murda I heard I murda I heard

Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin' the flow then let it burn
What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone
Bitch, you fuckin' with all of the black cat feet
And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt
Bet it be no peace to release the beats
Settle with the streets and get em all peace
Get up and at least we don't take defeat
Bitch never retreat
Nigga lose your arms
Better use your feet
Pick up my henny henn nigga yeah yeah yeah
Get up off the rock
We're corrupt as a four dollar buck
Come and get fucked up
And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty
Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in Cali
And you feel me daddy, proudly I done stalk like a mad man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
Fuck the rap and tour the bitch made hation nation nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me still can't fade me away
Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song
And murder they prophets in spots, spots, spots

Layzie

How you see me when you see me drinking on Henessey and Remy
Look in my eyes my shit is dreamy
Beggin' to Scotty won't you beam me up
I buck twelve gauge erupt disrupt your order infantry
Y'all better expect annihilation, fuckin' around with an SCT
And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us
Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust
So nigga I bust so back up off me, givin' no mercy shit is critical
Killin you individual wit' a ouija type ritual
I'm diggin' a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid
Ain't no way to be safe
Nigga this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what's spoken as I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin' us Lord's devotion yeah

Wish

Now when you're fuckin' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin' got niggas that know what they doin' 
rollin' with me
Infrared to your head don't beg you dead we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thang
Better ride ride
'Cause when you're fuckin' with
You gon' die die
Don't be surprised, Bone want your presidents wanna run it all
Run all of it all of it
Fuck that dumb, fuck that dumb
Us niggas is super skilled
Don't pull no gun if you ain't gon' spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, uh
We buckin' em down
Trust in me and harmony, I find peace
Eternally bless my soul Lord
And everybody that rides with me
It's from me to you
It's from me to you [me to you]
It's just our point of view
It's just our point of view [point of view, point of view]
Yeah
And that's why I stay high
So high so high like la dee dah dah dah
La dee dah dah dah
So high so high

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Body Rott

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Krayzie

We paper chase and smoke blunts
You′ll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us
Don′t be so quick to test us I′ll be annoyed and might bust
I′ma have to talk to Eazy through the ouija, so I can see
If maybe he can tell me why you hatin′ on me
Bitin′ on me, why you want me
To show a nigga leatherface in me
Don′t fuck around nigga he′s a real buck ′em down nigga
Motherfuck rappin′ how bout fuckin′ with me now nigga
Niggas get your checks from your broads get high
Then your broads sneak your keys from your niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party even the niggas with a problem
Hey nigga we can solve em, ′cause bitch we′ll squash ′em
Don′t know me, fuck you when you got beef
But you also got the clone styles and all Mo T.
See me rappin′ on your tv actin′
And it′s a fact that when you see us in person think we gon′ flex or show you
no action
Down for mine, gotta show a nigga time to time
So I figure I′ll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I feel with so much anger and pain
And if I drop then I′ll explode like a fuckin′ grenade, nigga
Fuck calm time to ring the alarm
Break the niggas out of prison killin′ all the guards, woo!
Power to the people givin′ people the power to put it down in your city
And fuck them hillbillies
Nigga I can′t stand no mothafuckin′ po-po
When will we start killin′ these bitches and takin′ no more
Mo thug the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin′
You could say I roll with a gang
And then some chin checkers in the makin′
So nigga continue with the rotation

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Bizzy

I heard I murda I heard I murda I heard

Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin′ the flow then let it burn
What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone
Bitch, you fuckin′ with all of the black cat feet
And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt
Bet it be no peace to release the beats
Settle with the streets and get em all peace
Get up and at least we don′t take defeat
Bitch never retreat
Nigga lose your arms
Better use your feet
Pick up my henny henn nigga yeah yeah yeah
Get up off the rock
We′re corrupt as a four dollar buck
Come and get fucked up
And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty
Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in Cali
And you feel me daddy, proudly I done stalk like a mad man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
Fuck the rap and tour the bitch made hation nation nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me still can′t fade me away
Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song
And murder they prophets in spots, spots, spots

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Layzie

How you see me when you see me drinking on Henessey and Remy
Look in my eyes my shit is dreamy
Beggin′ to Scotty won′t you beam me up
I buck twelve gauge erupt disrupt your order infantry
Y′all better expect annihilation, fuckin′ around with an SCT
And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us
Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust
So nigga I bust so back up off me, givin′ no mercy shit is critical
Killin you individual wit′ a ouija type ritual
I′m diggin′ a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid
Ain′t no way to be safe
Nigga this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what′s spoken as I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin′ us Lord′s devotion yeah

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Wish

Now when you′re fuckin′ with me
Make sure you know what you′re doin′ got niggas that know what they doin′
rollin′ with me
Infrared to your head don′t beg you dead we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I′m free so when you need me I can buck another day
It′s a Bone thang
Better ride ride
′Cause when you′re fuckin′ with
You gon′ die die
Don′t be surprised, Bone want your presidents wanna run it all
Run all of it all of it
Fuck that dumb, fuck that dumb
Us niggas is super skilled
Don′t pull no gun if you ain′t gon′ spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, uh
We buckin′ em down
Trust in me and harmony, I find peace
Eternally bless my soul Lord
And everybody that rides with me
It′s from me to you
It′s from me to you [me to you]
It′s just our point of view
It′s just our point of view [point of view, point of view]
Yeah
And that′s why I stay high
So high so high like la dee dah dah dah
La dee dah dah dah
So high so high

I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]
I say the war shouldn′t stop until these playa hatin′ niggas body rott [body
rott, body rott]
Nigga the war shouldn′t stop until these mothafuckin′ cops body rott [body
rott, body rott]

Krayzie

We paper chase and smoke blunts
You′ll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us
Don′t be so quick to test us I′ll be annoyed and might bust
I′ma have to talk to Eazy through the ouija, so I can see
If maybe he can tell me why you hatin′ on me
Bitin′ on me, why you want me
To show a nigga leatherface in me
Don′t fuck around nigga he′s a real buck ′em down nigga
Motherfuck rappin′ how bout fuckin′ with me now nigga
Niggas get your checks from your broads get high
Then your broads sneak your keys from your niggas and ride
Everybody wanna party even the niggas with a problem
Hey nigga we can solve em, ′cause bitch we′ll squash ′em
Don′t know me, fuck you when you got beef
But you also got the clone styles and all Mo T.
See me rappin′ on your tv actin′
And it′s a fact that when you see us in person think we gon′ flex or show you 
no action
Down for mine, gotta show a nigga time to time
So I figure I′ll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I feel with so much anger and pain
And if I drop then I′ll explode like a fuckin′ grenade, nigga
Fuck calm time to ring the alarm
Break the niggas out of prison killin′ all the guards, woo!
Power to the people givin′ people the power to put it down in your city
And fuck them hillbillies
Nigga I can′t stand no mothafuckin′ po-po
When will we start killin′ these bitches and takin′ no more
Mo thug the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin′
You could say I roll with a gang
And then some chin checkers in the makin′
So nigga continue with the rotation

Bizzy

I heard I murda I heard I murda I heard

Yeah nigga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin′ the flow then let it burn
What if the pistols and police stay strong for the Bone
Bitch, you fuckin′ with all of the black cat feet
And in 1999 when ya meet up in Egypt
Bet it be no peace to release the beats
Settle with the streets and get em all peace
Get up and at least we don′t take defeat
Bitch never retreat
Nigga lose your arms
Better use your feet
Pick up my henny henn nigga yeah yeah yeah
Get up off the rock
We′re corrupt as a four dollar buck
Come and get fucked up
And get out the county nigga get rowdy take out a bounty
Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in Cali
And you feel me daddy, proudly I done stalk like a mad man
And went through shit in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
Fuck the rap and tour the bitch made hation nation nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me still can′t fade me away
Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song
And murder they prophets in spots, spots, spots

Layzie

How you see me when you see me drinking on Henessey and Remy
Look in my eyes my shit is dreamy
Beggin′ to Scotty won′t you beam me up
I buck twelve gauge erupt disrupt your order infantry
Y′all better expect annihilation, fuckin′ around with an SCT
And better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us
Armies see, full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust
So nigga I bust so back up off me, givin′ no mercy shit is critical
Killin you individual wit′ a ouija type ritual
I′m diggin′ a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid
Ain′t no way to be safe
Nigga this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what′s spoken as I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin′ us Lord′s devotion yeah

Wish

Now when you′re fuckin′ with me
Make sure you know what you′re doin′ got niggas that know what they doin′ 
rollin′ with me
Infrared to your head don′t beg you dead we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I′m free so when you need me I can buck another day
It′s a Bone thang
Better ride ride
′Cause when you′re fuckin′ with
You gon′ die die
Don′t be surprised, Bone want your presidents wanna run it all
Run all of it all of it
Fuck that dumb, fuck that dumb
Us niggas is super skilled
Don′t pull no gun if you ain′t gon′ spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, uh
We buckin′ em down
Trust in me and harmony, I find peace
Eternally bless my soul Lord
And everybody that rides with me
It′s from me to you
It′s from me to you [me to you]
It′s just our point of view
It′s just our point of view [point of view, point of view]
Yeah
And that′s why I stay high
So high so high like la dee dah dah dah
La dee dah dah dah
So high so high

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Bone, Bone, Bone

3:45

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

Who be the niggas that's sneakin' the pistol up in the party
Drinkin' that 151 Bacardi
Drunk and finna fuck up somebody... (Bone Thugs)
Keepin' it realer than real in the field
Niggas that's packin' that steel
Who be the niggas that soldover 30 million strong... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas in black
Who be the niggas with straps
Who be the niggas that's bustin' back at the got-damned law... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that "Crept On Ah Comeup" and did it Eazy
Who be the niggas that's daily got down foe they thang leadin'
Cleveland... (Bone Thugs)
Smokin' the weed or the fever, the reefer
that keep em a pot of the sweetest cheeba
Nigga y'all...
Y'all know who that is... (Bone Thugs)
Them niggas that sing, them niggas that rap
They got everybody tryin' to do that
Fuck recognize, nigga ya better respect, who...who...who... (Bone Thugs)
I told these niggas that Bone is the shit
So keep on rollin ya spliff
And smoke a blunt to this shit... (Bone Thugs)...

[Layzie]
Who was the niggas that thugged in the streets, number one on the charts
And who was the niggas that's pullin' ya card
The niggas that show we got nothin' but heart...(Bone Thugs)
Now who was the niggas that come to my side when its about murder
My niggas...my niggas'll hurt ya
ya better believe it, we comin' to serve ya... (Bone Thugs)
We be them niggas foe life
Mentality tight, doin' what we like
Now who was them niggas that told ya to get down foe ya rights... (Bone Thugs)
Now who be the niggas that step in the club makin' everyting pause
So fresh, so clean, no flaws
who be the rawest clique you done saw... (Bone Thugs)
Damned right, we keep it original out fo' the door
We hit 'em up quick with a flip flow flow and then we introduce you to
Mo!... (Bone Thugs)
The niggas that reignin' supreme
Hustled to conquer our dream, dream
Forever untouchable team
What niggas be out here gettin this cream... (Bone Thugs)
Blowin' green, roll thru the hood, glock cocked on safety
And who be the niggas that knew you was fake
but stayin' away form y'all lately... (Bone Thugs)
Li'l Layzie be that nigga that's statin' them facts
And you cn put this on Stack
'Cause muthafucka we back...

[Hook]
Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone, Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone
(Hey Yo!)

[Wish]
Who be the niggas that thug in the back of the club
Ready to scrap, nigga buck, nigga what
Who be the niggas that check ya, disrespect ya...(Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that wanna maintain
And do them thug thang
But if disrespected who gon let it bang... (Bone Thugs)
Who was the niggas we rushed
Who was the niggas that talk about us
Who was the nigga that say that the thugsta mentality
better him than us... (Bone Thugs)
Bone Thugs, finally let loose
Total control, whose business is it anyway... (Bone Thugs)
Gotta Life
Better leave it alone
Been supressed too long
Now that we out on our own
Ya gotta see the free Bone... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that come in anybody hood and striaght kick it
Who be the niggas that always got that weed, the drink, and dyme bitches
I'm tired of hearin' "What happened to us?"
"When will we hear a Bone bust?"
Who be the niggas that's bringin' that thuggish ruggish no matter what...
(Bone Thugs) Believe we nothin' but truth
What would the game do
Without you know who
niggas that say and do what they want to... (Bone Thugs)...

[Bizzy]
This rap game terror
Money, murda mo, and allt hat good shit
scandalous niggas, respect this... (Bone Thugs)
Ask about my... 20 inch deep dish rims
Son of a chicken, it ain't no friends
when it come to the end... (Bone Thugs)
And I'ma say word to gangstas
Real killers with money to burn
Sayin we a lost cause, foster kids-preach the world... (Bone Thugs)
Thank god that I had a father
I'm pushed in that coco with my sister
when I was 14 like cancer victims... (Bone Thugs)
Uh huh
Cause haters they get quarantined
Women they comin' with sorcery
I'm livn' with curses, smokin wed... (Bone Thugs
Burn me
Don't bury me
Hurry 'fore my momma see me
Somebody call Johnnie Cochran
Some niggas they wanna be Biggie
Some niggas they wanna be pac
But I just wanna be Bizzy
As soon as they hear me??
Like Richard Sim-mi
Don't run away, where's your nuts at
It's the original hydro smokers, somebody bust that
Trust that, what's packin'... (Bone Thugs)

[Hook]

[Layzie]
Who was the niggas that thugged in the streets, number one on the charts
And who was the niggas that's pullin' ya card
The niggas that show we got nothin' but heart...(Bone Thugs)
Now who was the niggas that come to my side when its about murder
My niggas...my niggas'll hurt ya
ya better believe it, we comin' to serve ya... (Bone Thugs)
We be them niggas foe life
Mentality tight, doin' what we like
Now who was them niggas that told ya to get down foe ya rights... (Bone Thugs)
Now who be the niggas that step in the club makin' everyting pause
So fresh, so clean, no flaws
who be the rawest clique you done saw... (Bone Thugs)
Damned right, we keep it original out fo' the door
We hit 'em up quick with a flip flow flow and then we introduce you to
Mo!... (Bone Thugs)
The niggas that reignin' supreme
Hustled to conquer our dream, dream
Forever untouchable team
What niggas be out here gettin this cream... (Bone Thugs)
Blowin' green, roll thru the hood, glock cocked on safety
And who be the niggas that knew you was fake
but stayin' away form y'all lately... (Bone Thugs)
Li'l Layzie be that nigga that's statin' them facts
And you cn put this on Stack
'Cause muthafucka we back...

[Hook]
Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone, Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone
(Hey Yo!)

[Wish]
Who be the niggas that thug in the back of the club
Ready to scrap, nigga buck, nigga what
Who be the niggas that check ya, disrespect ya...(Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that wanna maintain
And do them thug thang
But if disrespected who gon let it bang... (Bone Thugs)
Who was the niggas we rushed
Who was the niggas that talk about us
Who was the nigga that say that the thugsta mentality
better him than us... (Bone Thugs)
Bone Thugs, finally let loose
Total control, whose business is it anyway... (Bone Thugs)
Gotta Life
Better leave it alone
Been supressed too long
Now that we out on our own
Ya gotta see the free Bone... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that come in anybody hood and striaght kick it
Who be the niggas that always got that weed, the drink, and dyme bitches
I'm tired of hearin' "What happened to us?"
"When will we hear a Bone bust?"
Who be the niggas that's bringin' that thuggish ruggish no matter what...
(Bone Thugs) Believe we nothin' but truth
What would the game do
Without you know who
niggas that say and do what they want to... (Bone Thugs)...

[Bizzy]
This rap game terror
Money, murda mo, and allt hat good shit
scandalous niggas, respect this... (Bone Thugs)
Ask about my... 20 inch deep dish rims
Son of a chicken, it ain't no friends
when it come to the end... (Bone Thugs)
And I'ma say word to gangstas
Real killers with money to burn
Sayin we a lost cause, foster kids-preach the world... (Bone Thugs)
Thank god that I had a father
I'm pushed in that coco with my sister
when I was 14 like cancer victims... (Bone Thugs)
Uh huh
Cause haters they get quarantined
Women they comin' with sorcery
I'm livn' with curses, smokin wed... (Bone Thugs
Burn me
Don't bury me
Hurry 'fore my momma see me
Somebody call Johnnie Cochran
Some niggas they wanna be Biggie
Some niggas they wanna be pac
But I just wanna be Bizzy
As soon as they hear me??
Like Richard Sim-mi
Don't run away, where's your nuts at
It's the original hydro smokers, somebody bust that
Trust that, what's packin'... (Bone Thugs)

[Hook]

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Bonus Track-P.O.D.

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

Breakdown

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

(Mo′ Thugs Remix)
MARIAH CAREY featuring Bone thugs-n-harmony
[Birds chirping.]
Layzie:
Over, over. Don′t break down yet, it′s over.
Over, over. Don′t break down yet, it′s over.
Over, over.

Krazie:
Steady breakin′ me on down.
Mariah:
Oooh.
Krazie:
Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down.
Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down.

Mariah:
You called yesterday to basically say that you care for me, but that you′re
just not in love.
Immediately, I pretended to be feeling similarly, and led you to believe I was
O.K. to just walk away from the one thing that′s unyeilding and sacred to me.

Mariah:
Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it, and I′m going to extremes
to prove I′m fine without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind
underneath the disguise of a smile. Gradually, I′m dying inside. Friends ask me
how I feel, and I lie convincingly, ′cause I don′t want to reveal the fact that
I′m suffering, so I wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all
the lights, and then I break down and cry.

Mariah:
So what do you do when somebody you′re so devoted to suddenly just stops loving
you? And it seems they haven′t got a clue of the pain that rejection is putting
you through. Do you cling to your pride and sing ″I will survive?″ [Krayzie:
Gotta get control and roll, roll, roll on.] Do you lash out and say, ″How dare
you leave this way?″ Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away?

Mariah:
Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it[Krazie: Break, breakdown. Steady
breakin′ me on down.] about it, and I′m going to extremes to prove I′m fine
without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind underneath the disguise of a
smile. Gradually, I′m dying inside. Friends ask me how I feel, and I lie
convincingly, ′cause I don′t want to reveal the fact that I′m suffering, so I
wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all the lights, and
then I break down and cry.

Wish:
Gonna break ya down, down, down, only if ya let it [Don′t let it.]. Everyday
crazy situations rockin′ my mind tryin′ to break me down, but I won′t let it.
Forget it. If ya feel the same way that I do, then let me help y′all, all
singin′ tunes, sayin′ ″It′s all right, it′s all right, it′s all right, yeah.″
Hopin′ for the sun, but it looks like rain, P.O.D′ed, but it′s still the same.
Came far, but it′s been a long road. Trouble′s gonna come but we gotta stay
strong. Hold on.

Krayzie:
Aw, yeah, I often feel the pressures, y′all, but nevertheless Krayzie won′t
fall. It′s over. It′s endin′ here [here]. I said it′s over. It′s endin′ here
[here], so I′ll be on my way, and maybe we can meet up in the future one day,
but for now I′m bailin′, bailin′. Bailin′, baby, gotta get up, can′t take no
more. I′m headed for the door, come and take a look into a thug humble eye.
Tell me: if we lived a lie, would our souls unite?

Layzie:
Every new day is a test for me, so I just pray the Lord for Him to bless me,
please. There′s struggles I′m goin′ through lately, breaks me down, set me
free. Let me be. Let me be. Who else do I have to rely on? Whose shoulder can a
thug go cry on? Can I get my vibe on? While you look into my eyes, you won′t
underestimate, and this soldier story, I′m′a tell you right now I′m fed up.
Wrong if I let my lead bust? Pac said keep your head up. Don′t let this world
get the best of you, I′m a stress you through it, if it′s over, over, over.
Don′t breakdown yet, it′s over.

Mariah:
Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it, and I′m going to extremes
to prove I′m fine without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind
underneath the disguise of a smile. Gradually, I′m dying inside. Friends ask me
how I feel, and I lie convincingly, ′cause I don′t want to reveal the fact that
I′m suffering, so I wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all
the lights, and then I break down and cry.

Krazie:
Steady breakin′ me on down.
Mariah:
Oooh.
Krazie:
Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down.
Break, breakdown. Steady breakin′ me on down.

Mariah:
You called yesterday to basically say that you care for me, but that you′re 
just not in love.
Immediately, I pretended to be feeling similarly, and led you to believe I was 
O.K. to just walk away from the one thing that′s unyeilding and sacred to me.

Mariah:
Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it, and I′m going to extremes 
to prove I′m fine without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind 
underneath the disguise of a smile. Gradually, I′m dying inside. Friends ask me 
how I feel, and I lie convincingly, ′cause I don′t want to reveal the fact that 
I′m suffering, so I wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all 
the lights, and then I break down and cry.

Mariah:
So what do you do when somebody you′re so devoted to suddenly just stops loving 
you? And it seems they haven′t got a clue of the pain that rejection is putting 
you through. Do you cling to your pride and sing ″I will survive?″ [Krayzie: 
Gotta get control and roll, roll, roll on.] Do you lash out and say, ″How dare 
you leave this way?″ Do you hold on in vain as they just slip away?

Mariah:
Well, I guess I′m trying to be nonchalant about it[Krazie: Break, breakdown. Steady 
breakin′ me on down.] about it, and I′m going to extremes to prove I′m fine 
without you, but in reality I′m slowly losing my mind underneath the disguise of a 
smile. Gradually, I′m dying inside. Friends ask me how I feel, and I lie 
convincingly, ′cause I don′t want to reveal the fact that I′m suffering, so I 
wear my disguise ′til I go home at night, and turn down all the lights, and 
then I break down and cry.

Wish:
Gonna break ya down, down, down, only if ya let it [Don′t let it.]. Everyday 
crazy situations rockin′ my mind tryin′ to break me down, but I won′t let it. 
Forget it. If ya feel the same way that I do, then let me help y′all, all 
singin′ tunes, sayin′ ″It′s all right, it′s all right, it′s all right, yeah.″ 
Hopin′ for the sun, but it looks like rain, P.O.D′ed, but it′s still the same. 
Came far, but it′s been a long road. Trouble′s gonna come but we gotta stay 
strong. Hold on.

Krayzie:
Aw, yeah, I often feel the pressures, y′all, but nevertheless Krayzie won′t 
fall. It′s over. It′s endin′ here [here]. I said it′s over. It′s endin′ here 
[here], so I′ll be on my way, and maybe we can meet up in the future one day, 
but for now I′m bailin′, bailin′. Bailin′, baby, gotta get up, can′t take no 
more. I′m headed for the door, come and take a look into a thug humble eye. 
Tell me: if we lived a lie, would our souls unite?

Layzie:
Every new day is a test for me, so I just pray the Lord for Him to bless me, 
please. There′s struggles I′m goin′ through lately, breaks me down, set me 
free. Let me be. Let me be. Who else do I have to rely on? Whose shoulder can a 
thug go cry on? Can I get my vibe on? While you look into my eyes, you won′t 
underestimate, and this soldier story, I′m′a tell you right now I′m fed up. 
Wrong if I let my lead bust? Pac said keep your head up. Don′t let this world 
get the best of you, I′m a stress you through it, if it′s over, over, over. 
Don′t breakdown yet, it′s over.

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Buddah Lovaz

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)

Bizzy

Shiiiit!

Layzie

Nigga, it's the nigga's night out tonight, nigga

Wish

Awwooooooo!

Krayzie
Keep hittin' that reefer, sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4)
Keep rollin', smokin', stay chokin'.

All

Buddah lova.
Gotta learn to smoke the buddah.

Bizzy
I'm so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh.

Krayzie
Reefer really makes me happy.

Krayzie & Layzie (Layzie)
Hydro, (me just can't let-a-me) high go. (Me smokin' upon that) hydro.
Me just can't let-a-me high go.

(Smoke) Smoke smokin' that hydro, (won't) won't let-a-me high go. (*4)

Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh
Water the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, (a bag) a sack, a sack, a sack.
It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack

Krayzie (Layzie)

It grew in the water… (Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack, a sack.) (*4)

Layzie ( with Krayzie)
I'm takin' a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs. Smokin, not chokin', now what?
(I'm fucked up. That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed)

Krayzie (Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, & Flesh)
Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', stay chokin'.) (*2)

Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', and chokin'.) (*6)

All (Bizzy) (Krayzie)

Nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, box of blunts, come get drunk.) It's nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, sack of skunk, come get drunk.)
(It's sneakin' upon me.)

All

Wiiiiiiine!

Bizzy (Layzie)
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind every time.
(Double your crime, double your crime.)
When a me roll on the nine-nine, you'll find a stream of bullets and un--load.
(with-a-me right way down your…)

All
…Buddah.

Bizzy (Flesh)
Choke up, went up into ya, smoke jump outta me buddah. (Hittin' that hydro, lettin' me school ya.) Oh, that buddah in your lungs, can't let that buddah fool ya.

All
It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey, hey!

It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey.

Keep hittin' that reefer sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4)

Bizzy
If ya got a bag of tweed, well blaze it with me, fool.

Krayzie
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance.

Layzie (Krayzie)
It's a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain. (Maintain!)

All (Krayzie) (Krayzie & Layzie)
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain.
(Remain the same.)
(Number one!)

Bizzy

Shiiiit!

Layzie

Nigga, it's the nigga's night out tonight, nigga

Wish

Awwooooooo!

Krayzie
Keep hittin' that reefer, sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4)
Keep rollin', smokin', stay chokin'.

All

Buddah lova.
Gotta learn to smoke the buddah.

Bizzy
I'm so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh.

Krayzie
Reefer really makes me happy.

Krayzie & Layzie (Layzie)
Hydro, (me just can't let-a-me) high go. (Me smokin' upon that) hydro. 
Me just can't let-a-me high go.

(Smoke) Smoke smokin' that hydro, (won't) won't let-a-me high go. (*4)

Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh
Water the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, (a bag) a sack, a sack, a sack.
It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack

Krayzie (Layzie)

It grew in the water… (Straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack, a sack.) (*4)

Layzie ( with Krayzie)
I'm takin' a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs. Smokin, not chokin', now what? 
(I'm fucked up. That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed)

Krayzie (Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, & Flesh)
Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', stay chokin'.) (*2)

Keep rollin'. (Rollin' swollen', and chokin'.) (*6)

All (Bizzy) (Krayzie)

Nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, box of blunts, come get drunk.) It's nothin' but the Bone in me. (Me puttin' me casing up into me trunk, sack of skunk, come get drunk.)
(It's sneakin' upon me.)

All

Wiiiiiiine!

Bizzy (Layzie)
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind every time. 
(Double your crime, double your crime.)
When a me roll on the nine-nine, you'll find a stream of bullets and un--load.
(with-a-me right way down your…)

All
…Buddah.

Bizzy (Flesh)
Choke up, went up into ya, smoke jump outta me buddah. (Hittin' that hydro, lettin' me school ya.) Oh, that buddah in your lungs, can't let that buddah fool ya.

All
It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey, hey!

It's nothin' but the Bone in me. Heeeeeey.

Keep hittin' that reefer sendin' me straight to Heaven. (*4)

Bizzy
If ya got a bag of tweed, well blaze it with me, fool.

Krayzie
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance.

Layzie (Krayzie)
It's a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain. (Maintain!)

All (Krayzie) (Krayzie & Layzie)
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain.
(Remain the same.)
(Number one!)

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Budsmokers Only

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)

Wish

Goddamn cigarettes!

…Nigga that shit sound sweet if everybody…

Krayzie

Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (x4)

Wish
Some niggas be passin' that weed on
to the thugsta niggas from Cleveland,
gotta smoke 'til it's all gone.
Now, we wanna bone, 'cause a nigga be creepin'.
Called all my thugstas, all them niggas drank.
Called all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed.
Gotta get me some, now.

Krayzie
My love is in hydro,
gotta choke, let me loc'
with a little bit of smoke in my throat.
Can't let-a-me high go.
Goin' broke. Mo Thug hit the bud up and then get up upon me. Inhale,
just lit up a blunt, and me roll fat one to get P.O.D.'ed.
They label me killa, drugdealer, that realer nigga, Krayzie weeded.

Layzie
Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that hydro,
need me a hit of the tweed, made me drop to me knees.
And I gotta give love to the green leaves,
steadily spendin' that cheese, feelin' at ease.
Thuggin' on off in the cut, now when I'm checkin' on how this shit's on.
In a raid, smoked out with my nigga, Tav.
Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall to our grave.

Bizzy
Make up the dummy to make up me money. Weed run me,
and headed for broke, smoke on the bong, hit the bong wrong,
nigga, me cough and choke. We, the real O.T.'s loc' strong, Bone.
I gotta C-note to toke on. So choke on, me holdin' the smoke 'til it's gone for long, and stay long.

Krayzie
Wanna get you fucked up. Gonna get you fucked up. (Hey, now, pass me some reefer.) (x2)

Wish
Mr. Inventor-of-the-green-leaves, gotta give P's, 'cause I love this type shit.
And it's never gonna quit. Doctor told me better stop, but man, fuck that bitch!
Me never goin' stop me smoke, try to tell me, gauge in your throat.
Gotsta run me on, fuckin' with Bone, lovin' this weed song.

Krayzie
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance.
Take a puff to the dome, trippin' off Flesh Bone, showin' off me talent.
Smoke until-a-me die, nigga gotta get high, if you wanna come right.
Come with me, smoke on a blunt and get nice. Nigga, take a weed fiend's advice. (nice!)

Layzie
Feelin' onto main, quarter-roll to the brain. Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas is insane.
Other niggas can't hang. It's a Bone thang, how a nigga like me smoke and maintain and remain #1.
Here I come with the tweed in my chest. Nigga, got his wig to the curb, split up and serve,
but fuck it! Gotta have them green herbs.

Bizzy
If you got bag of tweed, well blaze it with me fool.
Now don't be stingy, and please no pinnas. Make it swollen!
'Cause if I had me some weed, you know I'd smoke it with you.
Come-come get wit-a-me--me and my niggas blunts we rollin'.

Krayzie & Bone
Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (*8)

Krayzie
I take a hit of the reefer, keep smokin'. (*8)

Wish

Goddamn cigarettes!

…Nigga that shit sound sweet if everybody…

Krayzie

Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (x4)

Wish
Some niggas be passin' that weed on
to the thugsta niggas from Cleveland,
gotta smoke 'til it's all gone.
Now, we wanna bone, 'cause a nigga be creepin'.
Called all my thugstas, all them niggas drank.
Called all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed.
Gotta get me some, now.

Krayzie
My love is in hydro,
gotta choke, let me loc'
with a little bit of smoke in my throat.
Can't let-a-me high go.
Goin' broke. Mo Thug hit the bud up and then get up upon me. Inhale,
just lit up a blunt, and me roll fat one to get P.O.D.'ed. 
They label me killa, drugdealer, that realer nigga, Krayzie weeded.

Layzie
Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that hydro,
need me a hit of the tweed, made me drop to me knees.
And I gotta give love to the green leaves,
steadily spendin' that cheese, feelin' at ease.
Thuggin' on off in the cut, now when I'm checkin' on how this shit's on.
In a raid, smoked out with my nigga, Tav.
Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall to our grave.

Bizzy
Make up the dummy to make up me money. Weed run me,
and headed for broke, smoke on the bong, hit the bong wrong,
nigga, me cough and choke. We, the real O.T.'s loc' strong, Bone.
I gotta C-note to toke on. So choke on, me holdin' the smoke 'til it's gone for long, and stay long.

Krayzie
Wanna get you fucked up. Gonna get you fucked up. (Hey, now, pass me some reefer.) (x2)

Wish
Mr. Inventor-of-the-green-leaves, gotta give P's, 'cause I love this type shit.
And it's never gonna quit. Doctor told me better stop, but man, fuck that bitch!
Me never goin' stop me smoke, try to tell me, gauge in your throat.
Gotsta run me on, fuckin' with Bone, lovin' this weed song.

Krayzie
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews, steady be losin' me balance.
Take a puff to the dome, trippin' off Flesh Bone, showin' off me talent.
Smoke until-a-me die, nigga gotta get high, if you wanna come right.
Come with me, smoke on a blunt and get nice. Nigga, take a weed fiend's advice. (nice!)

Layzie
Feelin' onto main, quarter-roll to the brain. Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas is insane.
Other niggas can't hang. It's a Bone thang, how a nigga like me smoke and maintain and remain #1.
Here I come with the tweed in my chest. Nigga, got his wig to the curb, split up and serve,
but fuck it! Gotta have them green herbs.

Bizzy
If you got bag of tweed, well blaze it with me fool.
Now don't be stingy, and please no pinnas. Make it swollen!
'Cause if I had me some weed, you know I'd smoke it with you.
Come-come get wit-a-me--me and my niggas blunts we rollin'.

Krayzie & Bone
Budsmokers only. Budsmokers only, only. (*8)

Krayzie
I take a hit of the reefer, keep smokin'. (*8)

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Bump In The Trunk

featuring Swizz Beatz 작곡:A. Chamblis,A. Henderson,C. Scruggs,S. Howse

4:25

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)

Bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone
In the trunk, in the trunk, yeah, yeah
In the trunk, in the trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs
In the trunk, in the trunk, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Layzie Bone]
Nigga feel the beat in ya chest when ya leanin n swervin
Bass in ya back, you feel it, you heard it
Hand on the wheel no need to be nervous
Ride
With a g everything'll be perfect
Put it down, put it all on the surface
Dirty as we ride, it'll all be worth it
(til the wheels fall off) Nigga
That's the purpose
Nothin but the best cause we deserve it
They know when I'm comin, cause niggas can hear me before they can see me and they can't
Believe it cause I'm bumpin Eazy-E
And they just seen me on TV
Navigate through the streets dog
Keep it real to the beat that ain't no secret
Jump
Outta the jeep car
Run up in the liquor store hit the freezer
Grab a O, Gold, like my 4-0, my flow so cold, I gotta have some
Turn the music back up
To the maximum
Them niggas hatin on us but I laugh at em
I gotta 9 millimeter that I'll get me to the trunk
If I make it to the trunk
I'm a pop
That trunk
Yall already know comin outta the trunk is a AK who? with a 1
2 gauge what?

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Krayzie Bone]

We back with a vengeance cause rap took a strippin without us
Let's be honest, this industry's now over crowded, forgot us
Nigga ya time up
Go back
To practice sign with your life and sign up
If niggas is lookin for hits hit swizz up, nigga he comin to find us
And we ain't hard to find
Been
Right here all the time
That bling got yall all blind
These niggas ain't raw as I
So don't make me kill ya
Don't try to battle me cause ain't none
Of you niggas skilled enough (skilled enough)
I'm sick of these niggas, they killin me, really they wanna be thugs
Everybody wanna roll like us, smoke
Blunts
Cause we pump off in your trunk
Them niggas get hypnotized
Run up as soon as they feel the vibe
They never been on a realer ride
Just
Runnin up, let's turn it up til they know--

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Wish Bone]

'fore the liquor store close in a rush turn it up, let it drop, now nigga let's roll, roll
Gotta fill up
With a drink of
Anything thing that bang
Or roll up
Gotta choose what i listen too
Cause it ain't got much that i'm feelin ooh
Everybody talkin violence
Take a life live they been through

I love that gangsta music
Bump nothin but thugsta music
Except when i lay down and slow down, that lovin music
No pretender get in ya
Thugs
Runnin through it
The truest
We still hear they love how we do it, we do it
THUGSTAAA!!
Outta line cross mine
Yes thugstas really RUSH YA!!

Bang ya brains with thangs
Never RUN AWAY!!
Any day i'm here to stay we love to play
Bone got that feel good pop it in listen to real rappin

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Layzie Bone]

Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz

[Layzie Bone]
Nigga feel the beat in ya chest when ya leanin n swervin
Bass in ya back, you feel it, you heard it
Hand on the wheel no need to be nervous
Ride
With a g everything'll be perfect
Put it down, put it all on the surface
Dirty as we ride, it'll all be worth it
(til the wheels fall off) Nigga
That's the purpose
Nothin but the best cause we deserve it
They know when I'm comin, cause niggas can hear me before they can see me and they can't
Believe it cause I'm bumpin Eazy-E
And they just seen me on TV
Navigate through the streets dog
Keep it real to the beat that ain't no secret
Jump
Outta the jeep car
Run up in the liquor store hit the freezer
Grab a O, Gold, like my 4-0, my flow so cold, I gotta have some
Turn the music back up
To the maximum
Them niggas hatin on us but I laugh at em
I gotta 9 millimeter that I'll get me to the trunk
If I make it to the trunk
I'm a pop
That trunk
Yall already know comin outta the trunk is a AK who? with a 1
2 gauge what?

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, in the trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk

[Krayzie Bone]

We back with a vengeance cause rap took a strippin without us
Let's be honest, this industry's now over crowded, forgot us
Nigga ya time up
Go back
To practice sign with your life and sign up
If niggas is lookin for hits hit swizz up, nigga he comin to find us
And we ain't hard to find
Been
Right here all the time
That bling got yall all blind
These niggas ain't raw as I
So don't make me kill ya
Don't try to battle me cause ain't none
Of you niggas skilled enough (skilled enough)
I'm sick of these niggas, they killin me, really they wanna be thugs
Everybody wanna roll like us, smoke
Blunts
Cause we pump off in your trunk
Them niggas get hypnotized
Run up as soon as they feel the vibe
They never been on a realer ride
Just
Runnin up, let's turn it up til they know--

[Wish Bone]

'fore the liquor store close in a rush turn it up, let it drop, now nigga let's roll, roll
Gotta fill up
With a drink of
Anything thing that bang
Or roll up
Gotta choose what i listen too
Cause it ain't got much that i'm feelin ooh
Everybody talkin violence
Take a life live they been through

I love that gangsta music
Bump nothin but thugsta music
Except when i lay down and slow down, that lovin music
No pretender get in ya
Thugs
Runnin through it
The truest
We still hear they love how we do it, we do it
THUGSTAAA!!
Outta line cross mine
Yes thugstas really RUSH YA!!

Bang ya brains with thangs
Never RUN AWAY!!
Any day i'm here to stay we love to play
Bone got that feel good pop it in listen to real rappin

[Layzie Bone]

Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz

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Bump In The Trunk

featuring Swizz Beatz

4:25

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)

[Krayzie Bone]

[Wish Bone]

Bang ya brains with thangs
Never RUN AWAY!!
Any day i'm here to stay we love to play
Bone got that feel good pop it in listen to real rappin

[Layzie Bone]

Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz
Bone Thugs, Bone Thugs, Swizz Beatz, Swizz Beatz

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C-Town

featuring Twista 작곡:A. Henderson,C. Scruggs,S. Howse

5:05

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)

(Chorus: repeat 3X)
C-town's how we ride
Chi-town's how we ride
Midwest how we ride
Come see how we ride

(Verse: Twista)
now feel the devastation
and unification of the thugs in the middle of the map
these niggas finna snap
spit it for niggas that bit it
then give them the business they gonna feel it when we jack
and be quick with it, be crack
hit it with the lyrical accuracy and harmony I'ma see who
I ain't f**kin' with the Midwest
you could try attackin' me and bombin'
me I'ma be spittin' so fast, they wanna ask how he did that?
Bone Thugs and we gotta spit a hard flow
it's worthy competition everywhere that I go
but ain't no messin' with cleveland or chicago
Ballin' through the hood in a Murcielago
Or Gallardo, or Ferrari, or Diablo
As long as the car go quick, flow so sick
Thought it was drama between Bone and Twista we do it like this

(Chorus)

(Verse: Layzie)
I'm from a place, really ain't safe, Cleveland the birthplace
Midwest niggas, yeah, we stay thirsty
tim's in the winter with the j's in the summer
all four season's we stay workin'
ride with a g'
come and slide with a g'
with the true's on the lac we can ride to the beat
light it up, let it burn when you vibin' with me
gotta keep it real to survive in these streets
come see it for your self how live it can be
MILWAUKEE to the chi back down to the d
michigan, illinois, sho-nuff killa boys
standin' on the corner at 10 degrees
we got pimps, dope pushers, and petty thieves
crooked ass cops won't let me breathe
all my love for the city won't let me leave
what they expect from me?
they want the best from me

they gonna get it, yeah

(Chorus)

(Verse: Krayzie)
I think it's time we show them bone, how we ride
and let everyone know just where we come from Midwest bounce
it's that bounce
that make a nigga feel it when he off that ounce
of the mary mary mary jane
we the niggas showin' them different side of thangs
never seen a nigga that switched the rhyme this way
now everybody run and flip they style today
yup it's kinda strange but
a nigga got to give it up to the Midwest
who made 'em pick up the page before they get left
get a little bit of Twista and hit that
roll it up with some bone thug sit back
just feel the vibe
and ya never let a player hater kill ya high
with this shit we be spittin' we gon' steal ya mind
once again it's the Midwest side (West-side)

(Chorus)

(Verse: Wish)
you can tell by the way I walk, the way I flow from around here
nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up
now we get flew from the West coast, (West coast baby)
we flow fast
so many words in one bar
we spit it, rap it, nigga better go hard
who the underdogs
the West done done it
the East done done it
the South hard
they keep it together, (together)
on the same level
Midwest got the weapons
it's ours here them thugsta's, no care
we like to fight, (fight)
on the West we get right, (right)
in the East it's about they favorite night
in the South it's whatever ya like

(Chorus)

(Chorus: repeat 3X)
C-town's how we ride
Chi-town's how we ride
Midwest how we ride
Come see how we ride

(Verse: Twista)
now feel the devastation
and unification of the thugs in the middle of the map
these niggas finna snap
spit it for niggas that bit it
then give them the business they gonna feel it when we jack
and be quick with it, be crack
hit it with the lyrical accuracy and harmony I'ma see who
I ain't f**kin' with the Midwest
you could try attackin' me and bombin'
me I'ma be spittin' so fast, they wanna ask how he did that?
Bone Thugs and we gotta spit a hard flow
it's worthy competition everywhere that I go
but ain't no messin' with cleveland or chicago
Ballin' through the hood in a Murcielago
Or Gallardo, or Ferrari, or Diablo
As long as the car go quick, flow so sick
Thought it was drama between Bone and Twista we do it like this

(Chorus)

(Verse: Layzie)
I'm from a place, really ain't safe, Cleveland the birthplace
Midwest niggas, yeah, we stay thirsty
tim's in the winter with the j's in the summer
all four season's we stay workin'
ride with a g'
come and slide with a g'
with the true's on the lac we can ride to the beat
light it up, let it burn when you vibin' with me
gotta keep it real to survive in these streets
come see it for your self how live it can be
MILWAUKEE to the chi back down to the d
michigan, illinois, sho-nuff killa boys
standin' on the corner at 10 degrees
we got pimps, dope pushers, and petty thieves
crooked ass cops won't let me breathe
all my love for the city won't let me leave
what they expect from me?
they want the best from me

they gonna get it, yeah

(Chorus)

(Verse: Krayzie)
I think it's time we show them bone, how we ride
and let everyone know just where we come from Midwest bounce
it's that bounce
that make a nigga feel it when he off that ounce
of the mary mary mary jane
we the niggas showin' them different side of thangs
never seen a nigga that switched the rhyme this way
now everybody run and flip they style today
yup it's kinda strange but
a nigga got to give it up to the Midwest
who made 'em pick up the page before they get left
get a little bit of Twista and hit that
roll it up with some bone thug sit back
just feel the vibe
and ya never let a player hater kill ya high
with this shit we be spittin' we gon' steal ya mind
once again it's the Midwest side (West-side)

(Chorus)

(Verse: Wish)
you can tell by the way I walk, the way I flow from around here
nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up
now we get flew from the West coast, (West coast baby)
we flow fast
so many words in one bar
we spit it, rap it, nigga better go hard
who the underdogs
the West done done it
the East done done it
the South hard
they keep it together, (together)
on the same level
Midwest got the weapons
it's ours here them thugsta's, no care
we like to fight, (fight)
on the West we get right, (right)
in the East it's about they favorite night
in the South it's whatever ya like

(Chorus)

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C-Town

featuring Twista

5:05

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)

(Chorus: repeat 3X)
C-town's how we ride
Chi-town's how we ride
Midwest how we ride
Come see how we ride

(Chorus)

they gonna get it, yeah

(Chorus)

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Call Me

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)

Call me.. call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me .. all you gotta do
is call me call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me

Now you can call me when you're chilling all alone
Or being naughty cause your nigga not at home
All you gotta do is holla to the phone
& I'ma be through there with some good tree to blow
Plus you're telling me your dude ain't been servin' ya swell
so I'ma hit it real good & provoke ya to tell
If he's a player then he knows the rules very well
Nigga, you're broad chose me, she rollin' wit' me

[Layzie Bone]
I said Kid pick me up a sack I'm on my way
With a little sticky icky and that potent bombay
You can jerk me, call me, hit me on the cellular
I'm slidin' though so quick I'm so into her
Baby girl you keep it jumpin'
And I love the way you do that little thing with your tongue (Yeah!)
Forever realer than the rest of them niggaz better believe baby girl I'm the one
But hold on let me answer the other line somebody calling me
DJ Ice's hittin' me
Baby you know how the ballin' be
See he got Stevie on the phone 'bout a show for 20
Communication rule the nation baby I got plenty
If you don't mind I'ma head outta town
When I honk the horn twice I need some head to go down
Take that frown off your face girl I'll be back soon
Don't have that line disconnected I'ma need that soon

[Hook]

[Krayzie Bone]
See I was in my black 'lac
Laid back like a fat mack
She pulled up in a black ac
On top of that she brought a fat sack (I'm in love)
Said my boyfriend's been cheatin' & he left me all alone
I saw your number in my phone
& I was just thinkin', hopin' me and you can zoone, go and zoone
I said yeah I just say you can call me
I'm just playin' girl I'm realy glad ya called me
We can cruise, sip some brew or go straight to the telly
Pop some lead & let's get ready, swear you'll never forget it
It's all about you & me
Movin', creepin' just for one night
All it takes is one night
To have ya really down to ride
And I ain't even try'na turn ya on girl
but it's a wonderful thing in bone world

[Hook]

[Wish Bone]
I'ma beat it, beat it, beat it up for ya
Beat it 'till ya go to sleep
Girl ya better call me
Tell me when you playin' wit'
Call me when ya fingers wet
Girl, girl ya better call me
I'ma do you how you like it
& I'ma hold mine 'till ya get it
So put my number in that phone
And don't ya forget it
Don't ya not dial it
Don't know what ya missin'
Not braggin' but I bet I can take ya there
I know ya love it come here & I'ma make ya forget
Just for a couple of hours, shower, you can go right back to ya life, just holla
When ya need me I know I got ya number girl
Scoop through grab you & I'm ready out on the ones
I'm (?) coming tonight
I got what I want & she hold it, so glad she caught it
Real thugstas gon' do what I said, grab bread
& then I'll be right there, call me

[Hook]

Call me.. call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me .. all you gotta do
is call me call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me

Now you can call me when you're chilling all alone
Or being naughty cause your nigga not at home
All you gotta do is holla to the phone
& I'ma be through there with some good tree to blow
Plus you're telling me your dude ain't been servin' ya swell
so I'ma hit it real good & provoke ya to tell
If he's a player then he knows the rules very well
Nigga, you're broad chose me, she rollin' wit' me

[Layzie Bone]
I said Kid pick me up a sack I'm on my way
With a little sticky icky and that potent bombay
You can jerk me, call me, hit me on the cellular
I'm slidin' though so quick I'm so into her
Baby girl you keep it jumpin'
And I love the way you do that little thing with your tongue (Yeah!)
Forever realer than the rest of them niggaz better believe baby girl I'm the one
But hold on let me answer the other line somebody calling me
DJ Ice's hittin' me
Baby you know how the ballin' be
See he got Stevie on the phone 'bout a show for 20
Communication rule the nation baby I got plenty
If you don't mind I'ma head outta town
When I honk the horn twice I need some head to go down
Take that frown off your face girl I'll be back soon
Don't have that line disconnected I'ma need that soon

[Hook]

[Krayzie Bone]
See I was in my black 'lac
Laid back like a fat mack
She pulled up in a black ac
On top of that she brought a fat sack (I'm in love)
Said my boyfriend's been cheatin' & he left me all alone
I saw your number in my phone
& I was just thinkin', hopin' me and you can zoone, go and zoone
I said yeah I just say you can call me
I'm just playin' girl I'm realy glad ya called me
We can cruise, sip some brew or go straight to the telly
Pop some lead & let's get ready, swear you'll never forget it
It's all about you & me
Movin', creepin' just for one night
All it takes is one night
To have ya really down to ride
And I ain't even try'na turn ya on girl
but it's a wonderful thing in bone world

[Hook]

[Wish Bone]
I'ma beat it, beat it, beat it up for ya
Beat it 'till ya go to sleep
Girl ya better call me
Tell me when you playin' wit'
Call me when ya fingers wet
Girl, girl ya better call me
I'ma do you how you like it
& I'ma hold mine 'till ya get it
So put my number in that phone
And don't ya forget it
Don't ya not dial it
Don't know what ya missin'
Not braggin' but I bet I can take ya there
I know ya love it come here & I'ma make ya forget
Just for a couple of hours, shower, you can go right back to ya life, just holla
When ya need me I know I got ya number girl
Scoop through grab you & I'm ready out on the ones
I'm (?) coming tonight
I got what I want & she hold it, so glad she caught it
Real thugstas gon' do what I said, grab bread
& then I'll be right there, call me

[Hook]

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Can't Give It Up [Explicit]

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)

It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know).
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through
Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want
it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry,
still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of
the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the
day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions—knew niggas would
go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do,
but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we
fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t
complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em
right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t
hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I
could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love
involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but
together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with
that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that?
Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was
pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the-
grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin
snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside
us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a
family crisis (crisis).
Bizzy
There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you
want everything you want, want, want. [
4]
I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a
head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me
you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All
of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m
still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff
my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but
I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back
to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin',
family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the
ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come
back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’
around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game,
throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away!
Wish
Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s
hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some
robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do
I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah).
Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin
caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas
thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t
bring that shit my way.
Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give
it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [
4]
Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin'
with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out
nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin'
through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt
nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI,
IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit
trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em
up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured
your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that
little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You
gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with
me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all
bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop
me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin'
you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All
the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that
good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's
a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out.
So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them
big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that.
Krayzie
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know). [
2]
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
Flesh
Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the
fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock!
Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When
this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop!
Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love,
also really love smo

It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know).
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through
Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want
it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry,
still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of
the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the
day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions&#8212;knew niggas would
go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do,
but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we
fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t
complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em
right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t
hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I
could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love
involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but
together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with
that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that?
Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was
pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the-
grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin
snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside
us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a
family crisis (crisis).
Bizzy
There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you
want everything you want, want, want. [
4]
I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a
head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me
you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All
of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m
still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff
my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but
I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back
to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin',
family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the
ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come
back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’
around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game,
throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away!
Wish
Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s
hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some
robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do
I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah).
Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin
caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas
thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t
bring that shit my way.
Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give
it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [
4]
Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin'
with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out
nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin'
through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt
nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI,
IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit
trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em
up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured
your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that
little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You
gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with
me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all
bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop
me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin'
you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All
the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that
good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's
a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out.
So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them
big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that.
Krayzie
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know). [
2]
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
Flesh
Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the
fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock!
Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When
this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop!
Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love,
also really love smo

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Candy Paint

작곡:A. Henderson,C. Scruggs,K. Dean,S. Howse

3:45

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)

[Swizz]
Woo yea, yea,
Excuse me, is that candy paint?
Them Bone Boys is back
CLEVELAND!!!
FULL SURFACE!!!

[chorus]
Rollin, rollin, roliin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
What you say?

I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Impala sittin on them two fours
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Cut las with them suicide doors

[Swizz]
Move out my way
Move outout Nigga
move out my way
Move out my way
Wait a minute now
Hold a second now
Wait a minute now
RIDE ON Car on

[Krayzie]
Here come grandaddy alway classin ain't no nigga badda than that
they know i'm gangsta 24 on my black caddilac
And as a matter of fact, flipped it and dipped it in some candy paint
suckas get mad cause they cain't

[Layzie]
Your boy Lil Layzie comin through all in that black Monte Carlo
I'm swtichin lanes, givin lanes like it ain't no tomorrow
Ima tryna get around cars with no regards for this traffic
look how i yank it, yea i yank it makin it look like it's magic

[Wish]
If you see that dash strong ya know what to do, ya know what to do, ya know what to do
We was fittin to roll not gon let me roll ?? watchin for them popos mashin down that 71

[Chorus]

[Wish]
Stomp it bash it with my 350 rocket, Cutlas
white on white it's tight from bumper to bumper can't touch this
For a little for juice i supercharge it
yea his rides tight but ain't tight like mine cause we workin on different ??

[Krayzie]
I swing my doors open, my doors open
my niggas out in Cleveland swing them doors open, doors open
Big bumps, big bumps big trunks
Try to let off take it to the other side
lets get high, pimpin while i'm deep into my vibe

[Layzie]
I'ma come with the cleanest I ain't gon be seen with these niggas don't know who the team is
I love that i breath with Swizz and Bone, nigga that's who
we is
Whatever the purpose it's Full Surface what chu call architects
to hard to check and if you don't move we startin shit

[chorus]

[Layzie]
Gotta have it nigga my weapon is automatic nigga
nigga stepped his game up when he came up should have thought about it nigga
Cause these 24 inches spinnin is usually good for makin they heads twirl
just try to be nigga when i journey this world

[Krayzie]
Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes
We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug
and i doubt if we ever need a gangbang it's because

[chorus]

[Swizz]
Woo yea, yea,
Excuse me, is that candy paint?
Them Bone Boys is back
CLEVELAND!!!
FULL SURFACE!!!

[chorus]
Rollin, rollin, roliin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
What you say?

I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Impala sittin on them two fours
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Cut las with them suicide doors

[Swizz]
Move out my way
Move outout Nigga
move out my way
Move out my way
Wait a minute now
Hold a second now
Wait a minute now
RIDE ON Car on

[Krayzie]
Here come grandaddy alway classin ain't no nigga badda than that
they know i'm gangsta 24 on my black caddilac
And as a matter of fact, flipped it and dipped it in some candy paint
suckas get mad cause they cain't

[Layzie]
Your boy Lil Layzie comin through all in that black Monte Carlo
I'm swtichin lanes, givin lanes like it ain't no tomorrow
Ima tryna get around cars with no regards for this traffic
look how i yank it, yea i yank it makin it look like it's magic

[Wish]
If you see that dash strong ya know what to do, ya know what to do, ya know what to do
We was fittin to roll not gon let me roll ?? watchin for them popos mashin down that 71

[Chorus]

[Wish]
Stomp it bash it with my 350 rocket, Cutlas
white on white it's tight from bumper to bumper can't touch this
For a little for juice i supercharge it
yea his rides tight but ain't tight like mine cause we workin on different ??

[Krayzie]
I swing my doors open, my doors open
my niggas out in Cleveland swing them doors open, doors open
Big bumps, big bumps big trunks
Try to let off take it to the other side
lets get high, pimpin while i'm deep into my vibe

[Layzie]
I'ma come with the cleanest I ain't gon be seen with these niggas don't know who the team is
I love that i breath with Swizz and Bone, nigga that's who
we is
Whatever the purpose it's Full Surface what chu call architects
to hard to check and if you don't move we startin shit

[chorus]

[Layzie]
Gotta have it nigga my weapon is automatic nigga
nigga stepped his game up when he came up should have thought about it nigga
Cause these 24 inches spinnin is usually good for makin they heads twirl
just try to be nigga when i journey this world

[Krayzie]
Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes
We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug
and i doubt if we ever need a gangbang it's because

[chorus]

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Candy Paint

3:45

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)

[Swizz]
Woo yea, yea,
Excuse me, is that candy paint?
Them Bone Boys is back
CLEVELAND!!!
FULL SURFACE!!!

[chorus]
Rollin, rollin, roliin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey keep rollin, rollin, rollin
What you say?

I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Impala sittin on them two fours
I I I I I LOhuhuhuhuVE you
My Cut las with them suicide doors

[Swizz]
Move out my way
Move outout Nigga
move out my way
Move out my way
Wait a minute now
Hold a second now
Wait a minute now
RIDE ON Car on

[Wish]
If you see that dash strong ya know what to do, ya know what to do, ya know what to do
We was fittin to roll not gon let me roll ?? watchin for them popos mashin down that 71

[Chorus]

[chorus]

[Krayzie]
Switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes, pimpin, switchin lanes
We rollin through your hood like Bone Thug
and i doubt if we ever need a gangbang it's because

[chorus]

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CAN`T GIVE IT UP

5:10

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know).
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through
Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want
it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry,
still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of
the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the
day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions&#8212;knew niggas would
go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do,
but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we
fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t
complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em
right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t
hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I
could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love
involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but
together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with
that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that?
Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was
pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the-
grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin
snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside
us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a
family crisis (crisis).
Bizzy
There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you
want everything you want, want, want. [
4]
I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a
head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me
you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All
of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m
still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff
my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but
I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back
to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin',
family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the
ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come
back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’
around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game,
throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away!
Wish
Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s
hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some
robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do
I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah).
Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin
caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas
thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t
bring that shit my way.
Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give
it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [
4]
Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin'
with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out
nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin'
through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt
nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI,
IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit
trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em
up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured
your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that
little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You
gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with
me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all
bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop
me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin'
you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All
the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that
good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's
a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out.
So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them
big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that.
Krayzie
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know). [
2]
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
Flesh
Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the
fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock!
Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When
this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop!
Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love,
also really love smo

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Can`t Give It Up

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

It’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know).
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle, Monday through
Sunday. They tell me the world is mine, but shit I don’t want
it, who want it? How could it be mine and I’m still hungry,
still homely, lost, and lonely? So I holler at the forces of
the wind as a friend. But I predicted this ending back in the
day. Cause I had visions of bad decisions&#8212;knew niggas would
go astray. Although we pray, and we pray, and we pray, we do,
but see when a nigga lose faith, no more united-divided, we
fall, nigga and haul. We're all dealt fucked cards, but don’t
complain, just play the hand that you was dealt. You play 'em
right you prevail, you play 'em wrong then you fail. It ain’t
hard to tell when you be headed for self-destruction. Cause I
could look at the piece, solve the puzzle. It ain’t no love
involved. Everything we was dissolved. We all hard as one, but
together we raw. And it ain’t a nigga that could fuck with
that. We spreaded the talent. My nigga what’s up with that?
Lettin’ the devil get in, should’ve pinned. You was
pretendin' to be friends. We was slickin by that snake-in-the-
grass, slither-slicked a nigga fast, yeah that muthafuckin
snake-in-the-grass. We dropped our guards, and he got inside
us like a virus. Now our family reunion done turned into a
family crisis (crisis).
Bizzy
There’s always something you got to give up, up, up…if you
want everything you want, want, want. [
4]
I was never on some solo shit. Always down to roll and blow a
head off. He jet off and don’t know me (me), don’t tell me
you love me (me). And when I was lonely and my daddy died. All
of my niggas came, nigga dreamt. And thanks for coming. I’m
still stressed out over the death. But I take a breath to puff
my cigarette (Wet!). I think the world is just collapsing, but
I’m still rappin’. Get it all off my chest. Go wackin' back
to the action. When the bird was flyin’, low, and laughin',
family bashin', 'til it just happened and Wally passed in the
ashes. Workin' it tragic, gloomy, askin' if you'll ever come
back tomorrow? We tellin' the truth, clone, you still beatin’
around the bush. Baby I'm sorry it’s all in the game,
throwin' up blood, fuck it Lay! Let's sign our life away!
Wish
Now see me, I ain’t givin’ up a muthafuckin thing. It’s
hard to come by. And I ain't no bitch-nigga. Shit, commit some
robberies and walk-by's cause you don’t want that, neither do
I. But I will, I will, cause I’m a hustla, a hustla (Yeah).
Until I die, I’ma get mine, even if it mean murder, gettin
caught, fuck it, let me fire. You know, it's hectic niggas
thirsty nowadays, but I’m a hustla just like you, don’t
bring that shit my way.
Well if there's something you can't give up, [Would you give
it up?] to get everything you want? [I can't give it up!] [
4]
Hell naw, I be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga! Runnin'
with niggas that's killas, the realest that be shermed out
nigga! Fearin' my prophecy. Ain't no stoppin' me. Comin'
through with the Mossberg shotty! I really don't wanna hurt
nobody, just kill off Filluminati. Fuck the DEA, and the FBI,
IRS can kiss my ass too! CPD, FCC y'all better quit
trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you. I'll blast you, hit 'em
up like Pac did. Take 'em hostage, terrorized and tortured
your ghetto resource. A big payback, payback. Little Lay that
little nigga with scrilla. And bitch I thought you knew? You
gotta beat on me, I gotta a beam on you. You wanna fuck with
me, I'ma fuck with you. Biatch! Like it always be. Y'all
bitches goin' have to kill me. Feel me! You goin' have to pop
me, if you even tryin' to stop me from grindin'. I'm leavin'
you blinded by the science of Mo Thug 'til you find us. All
the nigga know is in real life in the streets gotta get that
good life. Getting' that lle' up under the streetlights, it's
a life I'm fightin'. A nigga want out but just can't get out.
So I guess I gots to fix it. All them dreams of havin' them
big things, I'm still gon' chase it. You'll see that.
Krayzie
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know, know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’
t know, I don’t know). [
2]
There’s always something you got to give up…(Yeah, I know,
know) if you want everything you want. (But shit, I don’t
know, I don’t know). [
2]
Flesh
Here they come, wicked, and I bomb down. Bone servin' the
fiends. Lit 'em up and then I'll hit 'em with a future shock!
Then pulling my glock. That's when they all thought, "When
this shit gon' stop?" Popped in my slug, and it goes pop!
Droppin' this shit daily, kicking this thug music. But I love,
also really love smo

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Change The World

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer
Where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go

And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one-time
And when it's 1999 your mom's didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world, it's nausiatin
Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated
Why everybody actin agitated, i thought we graduated
Back in the saddle waitin, ??? for the battle station
Haitin is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more

(bridge-bizzy)
See we loosin this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin won't end
So i'm reachin high up above
Lord, let your blessings begin

(hook-bizzy) 4x
And let's change the world, and let's change the world

(big b)
It got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin wit my trues humbly united gather souls
??? be ???, roll up some phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high
It's them niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin the fiends yayo
But it was my dream to kick flows and put my people on another level
Now could it be for the lust (lust)?
Could it be for the rush (rush)?
My niggas love when they bust
They steady buck and they duck
They put your dick in the dust
My niggas creepin on a come up
Come up nigga, killa, thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin life without satin
Hatin, and our enemies ???

(hook)

(layzie)
Everyday the devil at me
And i wish the lord throw a hummer at me, i ain't happy
Me and eazy e in a b-e-n-z, with my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now
The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master
Oh lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old
The lord know we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, stew, ???, ???, freaky g
The whole world wanna be ridin with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin babies, generation x
With the aids epidemic, we ain't cool no more
And i know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich
First we lost eazy, then we lost pac
Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin on
With the thuggish, ruggish, bone, bone, bone, bone
Tryna' get prepared for the y2k
And if i don't die today, im'a try an change the world

(hook) 4x

You need a lesson you ??? rappin
But they try an ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein heard and failed
??? got my guns, better arm yourself
??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ???
Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you
I have a dream, no, i have a wish
If we can't save ourselve, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives where i come from
Hungry little kids where i come from
??? not men where i come from

(bridge)

(hook to fade)

Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer
Where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go

And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one-time
And when it's 1999 your mom's didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world, it's nausiatin
Everybody's hatin everybody, overrated
Why everybody actin agitated, i thought we graduated
Back in the saddle waitin, ??? for the battle station
Haitin is a birth defect and you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains, close open up the door, no more

(bridge-bizzy)
See we loosin this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin won't end
So i'm reachin high up above
Lord, let your blessings begin

(hook-bizzy) 4x
And let's change the world, and let's change the world

(big b)
It got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin wit my trues humbly united gather souls
??? be ???, roll up some phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas we thugs and immortalized, let's get high
It's them niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin the fiends yayo
But it was my dream to kick flows and put my people on another level
Now could it be for the lust (lust)?
Could it be for the rush (rush)?
My niggas love when they bust
They steady buck and they duck
They put your dick in the dust
My niggas creepin on a come up
Come up nigga, killa, thuggish ruggish nigga
Nigga, finna' descent into the dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin life without satin
Hatin, and our enemies ???

(hook)

(layzie)
Everyday the devil at me
And i wish the lord throw a hummer at me, i ain't happy
Me and eazy e in a b-e-n-z, with my niggas right next to me
It's my legacy, we can't let it stop, uh uh, not now
The whole world endin up in buck-buck-pow
Corruption, destruction, disaster
Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master
Oh lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old
The lord know we can do this shit
It ain't no stoppin us now 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me, stew, ???, ???, freaky g
The whole world wanna be ridin with me
I'm in the flesh, let's talk about sex
Babies havin babies, generation x
With the aids epidemic, we ain't cool no more
And i know they gotta cure for this shit, we ain't rich
First we lost eazy, then we lost pac
Biggie got killed, when this shit gon' stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin on
With the thuggish, ruggish, bone, bone, bone, bone
Tryna' get prepared for the y2k
And if i don't die today, im'a try an change the world

(hook) 4x

You need a lesson you ??? rappin
But they try an ban it, realize that it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein heard and failed
??? got my guns, better arm yourself
??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ???
Don't you know this government ain't built for me and you
I have a dream, no, i have a wish
If we can't save ourselve, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin
Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up
You kill him, he'll kill you
Some say it stupid but violence really lives where i come from
Hungry little kids where i come from
??? not men where i come from

(bridge)

(hook to fade)

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CHANGE THE WORLD

4:32

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

Raising hustlas, thieves and prostitutes
Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer
Where will our children go
When there's no place safe where they can go

(bridge-bizzy)
See we loosin this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin won't end
So i'm reachin high up above
Lord, let your blessings begin

(hook-bizzy) 4x
And let's change the world, and let's change the world

(hook)

(hook) 4x

(bridge)

(hook to fade)

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Change The World [Explicit]

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)

Raisin’ hustlas, thieves, and prostitutes. Young homie think
before you shoot—Murderaaaaah.
Where will our children go, when there’s no (nowhere, no!)
place safe where they can go?
Bizzy
And trouble may come and some time you’ll get pulled over by
one-time. And when in 1999 rewinds didn’t even make any
strides. Murder all around the whole world is nauseating.
Everybody’s hatin’ everybody—over-rated. Why everybody
actin' educated? I thought we graduated back in the saddle.
Waitin' (board) aboard the battle station. Hation is a birth
defect, and you know ain’t nobody perfect, and when the
curtains close, open up the door, no more, no more.
Big B.
See we’re losing this world we love. And it looks like the
sinnin’ won’t end. So I’m reachin’ high up above. Lord let
Your blessings begin.
And let’s change the world, and let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!].
Flesh
It got me ready to set off the riot. Ridin’ with my trues
humbly united gathering souls. Here we go, roll up some more
Phillies. My nigga let me hit it. Niggas we thuggin’
immortalized, let’s get high. It’s them niggas you most
desire. I could remember from way back in the day coming up
out of the ghetto was a hell of a struggle. For selling the
fiends llello, but it was my dream to kick flows to put my
people on another level. Like it'll be for the lust. (lust) Or
could it be for the rush? (rush) My niggas love when they bust
(bust). They steady buck and you duck. (duck) They'll put you
deep in the dust. (dust) My niggas creepin’ on ah come up.
(come up) Black nigga killa. (killa) Thuggish ruggish nigga.
Nigga pin it, nigga finna desend into a dawn of a new
millennium. Anticipatin’ life without Satan. Hatin’ and our
enemies to Hell—I'm sendin' em.
And let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!].
Layzie
Everyday the devil at me. And I wish the Lord threw a hummer
at me, I ain't happy. Me and Eazy-E in a B-E-N-Z with my
niggas right next to me. It's my legacy, we can't let it stop
us, unh unh, not now. The whole world endin' up the buck buck,
pow! Corruption, destruction, disaster, everybody tryin' to
rap faster than the master. Oh Lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryin' to go platinum around 40 years old. The Lord
knows we can do this shit. It ain't no stoppin' us now 'cause
we can prove this shit. Nigga me, Stew, D's P.D., Freaky-G.
The whole world wanna be rappin' with me. I'm in the flesh,
let's talk about sex. Babies havin' babies—Generation X. With
the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more. And I know they got a
cure for this shit, we ain't rich. First we lost Eazy, then we
lost Pac, Biggie got killled, when this shit gon’ stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin' on with the Thuggish Ruggish
Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone. Tryin' to be prepared for the Y2K. And if
I don't die today, I'm tryin' to change the world.
And let’s change the world, {Change the world…} let’s
change the world, {…change the world…} [worrrrld!], let’s
change the world, {…I'ma goin' change the world!} let’s
change the world. [worrrrld!]
Wish
You need a message, you could learn from rappin', but they
tryin' to ban it—realize it ain't gonna happen. We done
changed the world (world). Ghetto voices bein' heard and felt,
you know it's funny. Got my guns better arm yourself. Most
don’t' have a clue if it goes down what to do? Don't you know
this government ain't vote for me and you? I have a dream, no
I have a wish, if we can't save ourselves, damn, let's save
the kids. Let the world go on (go on), let these babies have
something, let the world go on (go on). Just don't blow this
muthafucka up. You kill him, he'll kill you. Some say it's
stupid but violence really lives where I come from (come
from). Hungry little kids where I come from. (come from).
Judge not me and where I come from. (come from, come from,
come from)
See we’re losing this world we love. And it looks like the
sinnin’ won’t end. So I’m reachin’ high up above. Lord let
Your blessings begin.
And let’s change the world, and let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!].

Raisin’ hustlas, thieves, and prostitutes. Young homie think
before you shoot&#8212;Murderaaaaah.
Where will our children go, when there’s no (nowhere, no!)
place safe where they can go?
Bizzy
And trouble may come and some time you’ll get pulled over by
one-time. And when in 1999 rewinds didn’t even make any
strides. Murder all around the whole world is nauseating.
Everybody’s hatin’ everybody&#8212;over-rated. Why everybody
actin' educated? I thought we graduated back in the saddle.
Waitin' (board) aboard the battle station. Hation is a birth
defect, and you know ain’t nobody perfect, and when the
curtains close, open up the door, no more, no more.
Big B.
See we’re losing this world we love. And it looks like the
sinnin’ won’t end. So I’m reachin’ high up above. Lord let
Your blessings begin.
And let’s change the world, and let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!].
Flesh
It got me ready to set off the riot. Ridin’ with my trues
humbly united gathering souls. Here we go, roll up some more
Phillies. My nigga let me hit it. Niggas we thuggin’
immortalized, let’s get high. It’s them niggas you most
desire. I could remember from way back in the day coming up
out of the ghetto was a hell of a struggle. For selling the
fiends llello, but it was my dream to kick flows to put my
people on another level. Like it'll be for the lust. (lust) Or
could it be for the rush? (rush) My niggas love when they bust
(bust). They steady buck and you duck. (duck) They'll put you
deep in the dust. (dust) My niggas creepin’ on ah come up.
(come up) Black nigga killa. (killa) Thuggish ruggish nigga.
Nigga pin it, nigga finna desend into a dawn of a new
millennium. Anticipatin’ life without Satan. Hatin’ and our
enemies to Hell&#8212;I'm sendin' em.
And let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!].
Layzie
Everyday the devil at me. And I wish the Lord threw a hummer
at me, I ain't happy. Me and Eazy-E in a B-E-N-Z with my
niggas right next to me. It's my legacy, we can't let it stop
us, unh unh, not now. The whole world endin' up the buck buck,
pow! Corruption, destruction, disaster, everybody tryin' to
rap faster than the master. Oh Lord, could you save my soul?
Nigga tryin' to go platinum around 40 years old. The Lord
knows we can do this shit. It ain't no stoppin' us now 'cause
we can prove this shit. Nigga me, Stew, D's P.D., Freaky-G.
The whole world wanna be rappin' with me. I'm in the flesh,
let's talk about sex. Babies havin' babies&#8212;Generation X. With
the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more. And I know they got a
cure for this shit, we ain't rich. First we lost Eazy, then we
lost Pac, Biggie got killled, when this shit gon’ stop?
Everybody wanna know what's goin' on with the Thuggish Ruggish
Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone. Tryin' to be prepared for the Y2K. And if
I don't die today, I'm tryin' to change the world.
And let’s change the world, {Change the world…} let’s
change the world, {…change the world…} [worrrrld!], let’s
change the world, {…I'ma goin' change the world!} let’s
change the world. [worrrrld!]
Wish
You need a message, you could learn from rappin', but they
tryin' to ban it&#8212;realize it ain't gonna happen. We done
changed the world (world). Ghetto voices bein' heard and felt,
you know it's funny. Got my guns better arm yourself. Most
don’t' have a clue if it goes down what to do? Don't you know
this government ain't vote for me and you? I have a dream, no
I have a wish, if we can't save ourselves, damn, let's save
the kids. Let the world go on (go on), let these babies have
something, let the world go on (go on). Just don't blow this
muthafucka up. You kill him, he'll kill you. Some say it's
stupid but violence really lives where I come from (come
from). Hungry little kids where I come from. (come from).
Judge not me and where I come from. (come from, come from,
come from)
See we’re losing this world we love. And it looks like the
sinnin’ won’t end. So I’m reachin’ high up above. Lord let
Your blessings begin.
And let’s change the world, and let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!], let’s change the world, let’s change the world
[worrrrld!].

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Cleveland Is The City

featuring Avant,Avant

5:01

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

Ooooh, oooo, cleveland
oh yeah
Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah

[Hook]
Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks

[Chorus overlappin hook]
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
Nigga wuz born and brought up in Cleveland
Cool quiet just like my daddy
When I wuz thuggin out in the alley
With my boys in a stolen Caddie
I wuz shootin the pree blowin some weed
And every now and then I sip some Hennesey
And after my niggas wuz bustin we probably wuz lookin for trouble
Uh Oh here come the po po
Yall better toss that llello quick and tuck ya bankroll
Don't think I forgot where I come from dog cuz I know
Cleveland Ohio fo sho where we slang dope in the slo

[Verse 2: Wish]
I'm from the streets the streets of Cleveland
Its manditory you need it cuz niggas'll catch ya slippin
and niggas'll leave ya bleedin
Fuck what they said about Bone catch us anywhere
Grab a couple of my St. Claire niggas take us anywhere
We don't care
Handle that and take care of that
If it goes like that then it goes like that
It's Cleveland (Cleveland)
Its manditory to leave these niggas bleedin (bleedin)
And you could neva hate against Bone you wrong
U know we brung it on so strong

[Verse 3: Layzie]
We get em, split em, we hit em
And Bone been the shit since I could remember
Befo most of these niggas even thought about rap
We wuz screamin out no surrender
With a gat in the hand runnin wild in the land
With a pocket full of boulders
Po po know they can't hold us
When they east dog comin from the shoulders
And the older niggas they told us
U gotta get down fo yo hustle
Got glocks to show you this muscle
Get the money little nigga don't struggle
That's no bitch nigga that's the rules
All my Cleveland niggas said to me
They're the ones that gave this game to me
Ima push this shed to the head ya see

[Verse 4: Bizzy]
Ya better believe Syann I be scared when I wuz there
Nigga you know I ain't goin nowhere
Your mother wuz my mother
Ya brotha wuz right here
In the Columbus but they loved me not
When I went to Cleveland they said where you been
When I'm unconditional with my loving
And at the C-L-E-V-E...L-A-N-D
And we get bucked on the block block block block
And nigga remember I said weee this for we
And all them niggas that love down in Columbus nigga Cleveland Rocks

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Vamp]
Cleveland St. Claire

[Outro: Bizzy (shoutin out)]
Wanna lend shouts out to all the St. Claire SCT's
St. Claire Thugs Original O.G.'s Gangsters
Shouts out to Buck, Fred Warr, Rod J, Tye, Troy rest in peace
We'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down the way
Cuz Cleveland Rocks nigga and we love u
I'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down there on Hull
Keep the struggle keep the movin ang going baby
I wanna send shouts out to my kins my niggas
What's up my niggas [laughin]
I told yall we wuz gone give yall some love nigga what [laughin]
I wanna send shouts out to my Breman niggas
My Addams family niggas
My 10-5 gangster street heroin sellin niggas
I wanna send shouts out to my niggas all the way on 145th on St. Claire nigga
152nd on St. Claire nigga
U better believe in SCTs nigga for life nigga
Big Ben, 88th nigga
Please believe in 95th, 92nd, 96th
And don't forget about 99 in this bitch
[Laughin] economies decoders biz North America
Right on St. Claire baby
Right on St. Claire baby
Send this to B's nest
Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Browns
Pleezbaleevit, the C-L-E...L-A-N...D
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Wish Flesh Krayzie Bizzy and that lil nigga Layzie

Ooooh, oooo, cleveland
oh yeah
Bone Thugs sing wit me yeah

[Hook]
Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks

[Chorus overlappin hook]
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from
Cleveland is the city that we come from
Cleveland is the city- City that we come from

[Verse 1: Krayzie]
Nigga wuz born and brought up in Cleveland
Cool quiet just like my daddy
When I wuz thuggin out in the alley
With my boys in a stolen Caddie
I wuz shootin the pree blowin some weed
And every now and then I sip some Hennesey
And after my niggas wuz bustin we probably wuz lookin for trouble
Uh Oh here come the po po
Yall better toss that llello quick and tuck ya bankroll
Don't think I forgot where I come from dog cuz I know
Cleveland Ohio fo sho where we slang dope in the slo

[Verse 2: Wish]
I'm from the streets the streets of Cleveland
Its manditory you need it cuz niggas'll catch ya slippin
and niggas'll leave ya bleedin
Fuck what they said about Bone catch us anywhere
Grab a couple of my St. Claire niggas take us anywhere
We don't care
Handle that and take care of that
If it goes like that then it goes like that
It's Cleveland (Cleveland)
Its manditory to leave these niggas bleedin (bleedin)
And you could neva hate against Bone you wrong
U know we brung it on so strong

[Verse 3: Layzie]
We get em, split em, we hit em
And Bone been the shit since I could remember
Befo most of these niggas even thought about rap
We wuz screamin out no surrender
With a gat in the hand runnin wild in the land
With a pocket full of boulders
Po po know they can't hold us
When they east dog comin from the shoulders
And the older niggas they told us
U gotta get down fo yo hustle
Got glocks to show you this muscle
Get the money little nigga don't struggle
That's no bitch nigga that's the rules
All my Cleveland niggas said to me
They're the ones that gave this game to me
Ima push this shed to the head ya see

[Verse 4: Bizzy]
Ya better believe Syann I be scared when I wuz there
Nigga you know I ain't goin nowhere
Your mother wuz my mother
Ya brotha wuz right here
In the Columbus but they loved me not
When I went to Cleveland they said where you been
When I'm unconditional with my loving
And at the C-L-E-V-E...L-A-N-D
And we get bucked on the block block block block
And nigga remember I said weee this for we
And all them niggas that love down in Columbus nigga Cleveland Rocks

[Hook]

[Chorus]

[Vamp]
Cleveland St. Claire

[Outro: Bizzy (shoutin out)]
Wanna lend shouts out to all the St. Claire SCT's
St. Claire Thugs Original O.G.'s Gangsters
Shouts out to Buck, Fred Warr, Rod J, Tye, Troy rest in peace
We'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down the way
Cuz Cleveland Rocks nigga and we love u
I'd like to send shouts out to my niggas down there on Hull
Keep the struggle keep the movin ang going baby
I wanna send shouts out to my kins my niggas
What's up my niggas [laughin]
I told yall we wuz gone give yall some love nigga what [laughin]
I wanna send shouts out to my Breman niggas
My Addams family niggas
My 10-5 gangster street heroin sellin niggas
I wanna send shouts out to my niggas all the way on 145th on St. Claire nigga
152nd on St. Claire nigga
U better believe in SCTs nigga for life nigga
Big Ben, 88th nigga
Please believe in 95th, 92nd, 96th
And don't forget about 99 in this bitch
[Laughin] economies decoders biz North America
Right on St. Claire baby
Right on St. Claire baby
Send this to B's nest
Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Browns
Pleezbaleevit, the C-L-E...L-A-N...D
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
Wish Flesh Krayzie Bizzy and that lil nigga Layzie

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Clog Up Yo Mind

5:01

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now, I'm a nigga that keep to myself, and don't fuck with nobody. I'm
quiet. I'm thuggin'. Why they all so fast? May God protect, and nigga
pulled the trigger on my cousin. Well I might be Krayzie, but as I cruise
in my Mercedes as I ride by. Nigga, you wanna spray? Hey, this strictly
for the policeman. I'm immune to this shit, 'cause I'm runnin' with the
niggas in the hood, and that's how we play. Wanna feel a Mossberg
pump hit your chest? Them sawed-offs ain't shit to be fuckin' with.
'Lucky that my niggas ain't peelin' ya, nigga, do whatever (...?...), 'til ya
flip the game, Lil' Lay got the upper hand, 'cause he got the red beam,
dead they lay. If you see a nigga dash with the leather mask, and he
passed on the body, blast. It ain't innocent, nigga, you should never been
there in the first place, fall, you got your curse today, ha! Wanna die hard
nigga? Wanna get up, back and buck and fuck shit up, do what you
want. Show a bitch: Krayzie Bone real with my mine, and when I let
loose, you'll feel the vibe, nigga. Kill 'em by the trigger, 'cause I got to
get the money, get the platinum for the pay, but I'm be a thinkin' 'bout my
business, and I got to do some flippin', if a nigga ain't got my
(back/bank).

Layzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
For the love of the money I keep spendin', yo, just some platinum, nigga,
gotta let 'em hang low. Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though.
When I'm, lettin' niggas know I'm a takin' no shorts, so any and all of y'all
intentions on jackin', then, nigga, you better figure again, and quit
plottin'. Takin' over this game, it ain't stoppin' 'til to the top. Double
glock 'n and it's not forgotten, pistols pop. From the Clair, it's them
Bone thug niggas with Eazy-E, and we made it, and a nigga wanna hate
me 'cause I'm famous, fuck 'em, leave 'em dead in the streets. You can't
blame us. Killa, never fin to catch me without my heat, when I'm
thuggin' in the streets and I'm rollin', thuggin' 'bout a dozen deep. You
can't fuck with me, feel the pressure of the pistol unloadin', blow you up.
Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's the hearts of men that we test,
stress, wanna be blessed, confess when we sin, it's the ways for sin to be
dead.

Bizzy:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Muthafucka, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind,
mind), nigga.
And it ain't promised that all the souls would last 'til the days 'til after
tomorrow, and if you'd follow the end of the world, shit, it comin' so
soon, it's so hard to swallow. I know. I know, hey, how to get down for
my thang, in a your coffin, rather my soul's gonna catch ya flossin' off
with a bang. Welcome to the lab, where one of my chemicals unfold, it
goes, I'm runnin' a flow-mo, and takin' a alley, dodgin' the po-po. (...?...)
what I made impressive, while in the asylum stressin'. Demon was
screamin', I'm fiendin', when I (...?...), but I got 'em and I learned my
lesson, blast 'em. Why did my Mama have me? (...?...) to Pop, but not
with my daddy. But I reached the peak of happy, so I give praise and I
face (...?...). Send 'em out for the Bone, hit 'em up, and messin' up their
bodies. Runnin' with all of my murder mo and thuggish ruggish niggas
kill 'em, you die. Killa be thuggin' (and stressin' our page). (Startled) in
the by the distance of me grave. (...?...) when the Bone (?), victim, (had
to shake up, in a daze I left 'em). For the love of money, make me go
crazy, and Benjamin Franklin, please come save me. Lil' Eazy told me,
roll with ya, then I will smoke ya, (...?...) Fiend for the green, see the
bodies, (sweatin') for disease. Stand in the midst (with a glitch and I'm a
pop up away, and child confused before me).

Wish:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Come on, come on, come on, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your
mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now give it to 'em. Ya gotta sit back, smoke, and choke, meditate,
mental state, when the Bone be on. We steadily creepin', givin' you what
you need, and eternal Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em, let 'em know
Bone ain't no hoes (no, no). You haters make me feel like, "You wanna
feel my muthafuckin' fo'-fo'?" But I gotta stay clean, 'cause ooh, they
don't let us see green. I'm needin' some cheese, me and my niggas and
this Mo Thug, Mo Thug cavalry. Armies be ready to ride when it's time
to ride, ready to kill when it's time to kill. You gon' die. You' gon' die.
I bet ya. If you really wanna run down Bone, then come on, come on. If
you really wanna ride down with this thug shit, come on, come on.

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now, I'm a nigga that keep to myself, and don't fuck with nobody.  I'm
quiet.  I'm thuggin'.  Why they all so fast?  May God protect, and nigga
pulled the trigger on my cousin. Well I might be Krayzie, but as I cruise
in my Mercedes as I ride by.  Nigga, you wanna spray?  Hey, this strictly
for the policeman.  I'm immune to this shit, 'cause I'm runnin' with the
niggas in the hood, and that's how we play.  Wanna feel a Mossberg
pump hit your chest?  Them sawed-offs ain't shit to be fuckin' with.
'Lucky that my niggas ain't peelin' ya, nigga, do whatever (...?...), 'til ya
flip the game, Lil' Lay got the upper hand, 'cause he got the red beam,
dead they lay.  If you see a nigga dash  with the leather mask, and he
passed on the body, blast.  It ain't innocent, nigga, you should never been
there in the first place, fall, you got your curse today, ha!  Wanna die hard
nigga?  Wanna get up, back and buck and fuck shit up, do what you
want.  Show a bitch:  Krayzie Bone real with my mine, and when I let
loose, you'll feel the vibe, nigga.  Kill 'em by the trigger, 'cause I got to
get the money, get the platinum for the pay, but I'm be a thinkin' 'bout my
business, and I got to do some flippin', if a nigga ain't got my
(back/bank).

Layzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
For the love of the money I keep spendin', yo, just some platinum, nigga,
gotta let 'em hang low. Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though.
When I'm, lettin' niggas know I'm a takin' no shorts, so any and all of y'all
intentions on jackin', then, nigga, you better figure again, and quit
plottin'. Takin' over this game, it ain't stoppin' 'til to the top.  Double
glock 'n and it's not forgotten, pistols pop.  From the Clair, it's them
Bone thug niggas with Eazy-E, and we made it, and a nigga wanna hate
me 'cause I'm famous, fuck 'em, leave 'em dead in the streets.  You can't
blame us.  Killa, never fin to catch me without my heat, when I'm
thuggin' in the streets and I'm rollin', thuggin' 'bout a dozen deep.  You
can't fuck with me, feel the pressure of the pistol unloadin', blow you up.
Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's the hearts of men that we test,
stress, wanna be blessed, confess when we sin, it's the ways for sin to be
dead.

Bizzy:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Nigga, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind, mind).
Muthafucka, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind (mind,
mind), nigga.
And it ain't promised that all the souls would last 'til the days 'til after
tomorrow, and if you'd follow the end of the world, shit, it comin' so
soon, it's so hard to swallow.  I know.  I know, hey, how to get down for
my thang, in a your coffin, rather my soul's gonna catch ya flossin' off
with a bang.  Welcome to the lab, where one of my chemicals unfold, it
goes, I'm runnin' a flow-mo, and takin' a alley, dodgin' the po-po.  (...?...)
what I made impressive, while in the asylum stressin'. Demon was
screamin', I'm fiendin', when I (...?...), but I got 'em and I learned my
lesson, blast 'em.  Why did my Mama have me?  (...?...) to Pop, but not
with my daddy.  But I reached the peak of happy, so I give praise and I
face (...?...).  Send 'em out for the Bone, hit 'em up, and messin' up their
bodies.  Runnin' with all of my murder mo and thuggish ruggish niggas
kill 'em, you die.  Killa be thuggin' (and stressin' our page).  (Startled) in
the by the distance of me grave.  (...?...) when the Bone (?), victim, (had
to shake up, in a daze I left 'em).  For the love of money, make me go
crazy, and Benjamin Franklin, please come save me.  Lil' Eazy told me,
roll with ya, then I will smoke ya, (...?...)  Fiend for the green, see the
bodies, (sweatin') for disease. Stand in the midst (with a glitch and I'm a
pop up away, and child confused before me).

Wish:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Yeah, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.
Come on, come on, come on, sit back and let this thug shit clog up your
mind.
Would ya sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind?
Now give it to 'em.  Ya gotta sit back, smoke, and choke, meditate,
mental state, when the Bone be on.  We steadily creepin', givin' you what
you need, and eternal Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em, let 'em know
Bone ain't no hoes (no, no).  You haters make me feel like, "You wanna
feel my muthafuckin' fo'-fo'?"  But I gotta stay clean, 'cause ooh, they
don't let us see green.  I'm needin' some cheese, me and my niggas and
this Mo Thug, Mo Thug cavalry.  Armies be ready to ride when it's time
to ride, ready to kill when it's time to kill.  You gon' die.  You' gon' die.
I bet ya.  If you really wanna run down Bone, then come on, come on.  If
you really wanna ride down with this thug shit, come on, come on.

Krayzie:

Sit back and let this thug shit clog up your mind.

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Creepin On Ah Come Up

4:51

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)

Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich. Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thang to click click, bitch,
gimme your shit. Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug. Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they
bitches, now I just can't buy my bud. With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag plus a sack, and I snag my leather rag, can't
reveal when I glide with the moneybag, ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside, and I can't escape, some
say it's a phase. If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is if I play with my gauge. It's a raid. Put your face to pave. If you try to
play brave, you'll get slayed. Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe. I snatched the
clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said, "Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe, if you wanna be killed
try some stupid shit. And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell." Trail to the back with the money in the sack,
locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail. Well, tickets I'm out the door, hopped in the smug, and I break fast. Get to my pad, sit
back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash. At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth. Now, I'm straight.
Covered my tracks, only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool. I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin'.
Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya. See, a nigga creep on a come up.

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.

Layzie:
See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down, steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid. Gotta gauge at my waist that be
spellin' out murder that'll get a nigga locked the cage. Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard, money is the cause. What can
I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit, but a real lick, like robbin' a jewelery store. Select which one will I raid. Got be
headin' downtown, 'cause tonight's the night. Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face so a nigga can't be seen in the
spotlight. Stole two cars, and I parked one north, parked one east for the smooth switch. When a nigga bail, how the fuck he
gonna tell if a nigga don't dwell in the same shit? Climb to the roof, and I'm peepin' out the scene, and there's no one I can
spot. So I get my ass down, looked around through the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rock. Now I jump my
ass in. Start to fillin' up the bag, and a nigga comin' up on these diamonds. Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings,
and some (brooches), still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining. Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open, grabbed
all the money they had. And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah, got to let my niggas check out my bag. And I got away
smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned, and ain't no bullshit get brung up. That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid, 'cause a
nigga be creepin' on a come up.

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.

Bizzy:
Downin' Jamacian spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang. Nigga that's the click on my brain, (?) another victim
insane. Feel the murderous nerve--this twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me. Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody,
black skully, black khakis. Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this. Nigga must've been
meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me hostage. Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, shoulda seen her tremble.
Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms. It's just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried 'em. Don't gimme no
hassle, bitch, 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks, and I know y'all got some shit. Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with
dum-dum kickin'. Ladies and babies scream onto the floor. ["Shut up and listen!"] It's a jack move, fools. Give me the
jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese, and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'? Blood clot, here
to be dead what one of them niggas said. Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red. One that
callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness. He made out with a smooth thirty Gs. So all bodies must bleed, I need no
witness. So with a me slug, mo thug jumped into him smug, rolled the blunt up, good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up
love to my thugs, 'cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck, 'cause a nigga be creepin' on a
come up.

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.

Layzie:
See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down, steady thinkin' 'bout how to get paid. Gotta gauge at my waist that be
spellin' out murder that'll get a nigga locked the cage. Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard, money is the cause. What can
I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit, but a real lick, like robbin' a jewelery store. Select which one will I raid. Got be
headin' downtown, 'cause tonight's the night. Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face so a nigga can't be seen in the
spotlight. Stole two cars, and I parked one north, parked one east for the smooth switch. When a nigga bail, how the fuck he
gonna tell if a nigga don't dwell in the same shit? Climb to the roof, and I'm peepin' out the scene, and there's no one I can
spot. So I get my ass down, looked around through the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rock. Now I jump my
ass in. Start to fillin' up the bag, and a nigga comin' up on these diamonds. Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings,
and some (brooches), still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining. Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open, grabbed
all the money they had. And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah, got to let my niggas check out my bag. And I got away
smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned, and ain't no bullshit get brung up. That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid, 'cause a
nigga be creepin' on a come up.

Stalkin' (gat fools), walkin' jack moves.

Bizzy:
Downin' Jamacian spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang. Nigga that's the click on my brain, (?) another victim
insane. Feel the murderous nerve--this twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me. Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody,
black skully, black khakis. Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window, let me cock this. Nigga must've been
meant to be jacked, 'cause here comes me hostage. Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, shoulda seen her tremble.
Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms. It's just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried 'em. Don't gimme no
hassle, bitch, 'cause I've been scopin' for weeks, and I know y'all got some shit. Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with
dum-dum kickin'. Ladies and babies scream onto the floor. ["Shut up and listen!"] It's a jack move, fools. Give me the
jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese, and answer me: why and you hoes is cryin', 'cause bitches are dyin'? Blood clot, here
to be dead what one of them niggas said. Buckshots up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red. One that
callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness. He made out with a smooth thirty Gs. So all bodies must bleed, I need no
witness. So with a me slug, mo thug jumped into him smug, rolled the blunt up, good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up
love to my thugs, 'cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck, 'cause a nigga be creepin' on a
come up.

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves

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Crept And We Came

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*3]
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Bizzy
Ready be off 'em in a coffin, and a--all will be sprayed. Follow the murderous gauge. Follow me murderous ways. Steadily pumpin' must my killas peel you. Po-po was all I saw. Pop-pop, outta the window. We roll. Little Ripsta realer off and better often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs. Slang on the darkside, man. Bang on the darkside, man. Outta the thuggish ruggish city where all we bail, when I ran back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin' shells. You're bloody murder murdered. Comin' to serve you, runnin' with gats and bats and more, and a fifth of Rose is how we roll.

Krayzie
Krayzie's on, and I crept and I came up. Remember that killa, that nigga named Leathaface. Now if you a thug, nigga pick up your pump and buck it. Put the bitch up in the gutter, fuck it! Nigga, we told ya. Be fucked up and startin' this rap thang, now. Never takin' no shorts or losses, man. No way, no how, poppin' now. I steady be thinkin' now that if I change my daily thang. Nigga, don't hang with the phony busta niggas, only roll with thugstas, killas. Beat 'em and gut 'em. Me stick 'em. Me stuck 'em. We murdered them every time, now. Bodies be drug off in dumpsters, execution double-nine style. Hey! Say, "Give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin' that llello, bankroll." When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low.

Layzie
Nigga shoulda've seen the Bone they came and touched down. Came up with a plan, and we creepin' up outta me hometown. Me hate to be leavin' the glock-glock now, but I'm livin' so low down, Bone gotta roll out. We livin' like trues, give it up to the bang, always stay down foe my thang. And I still remain the same, never goin' change. Out my hood, I claim. Nigga done jumped in the game. It's straight up confusion, 'cause niggas be shady. Nigga still gotta watch his back daily, even more lately, but they can't break little Layzie. So a nigga stay focused, I gotta get paid. The buddah, it run me forever, me blaze. Thuggin' in my murderous ways. Praisin' the gauge, let the buckshots spray. We shoot to this day. [Got 'em, killa.] No shorts or no losses was meant, nigga, not played. [Bottom line, nigga.] And Cleveland in your face. And nigga, we rollin' with Ruthless in the nine for the pain, for the gain, for the love of money, fuck the fame, we peep game. We crept and we came.

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Wish
Bone crept and we came in the gang. Bang! Told ya, get down for them thangs, man. But Bone still kickin' with the same trues thuggin' on the glock-glock. Ain't shit changed. Buck 'em! Fuck 'em! Put 'em in the ground, way down, lay down, busta. Nigga, don't be tryin' no dumb shit. Bone's still pumpin' them daily slugs at ya. Creepin' up outta the hood, roll to the West Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good. Thinkin' on the nine nine, reachin' for my nine, reachin' for your shit, wish you would. Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in a bodybag. Nigga, down for your cash. Nigga, that's your life. Nigga, it's like that when my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind. Bailin' down the Clair, gettin' much love, needin' mo' bud, gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke. Me meanin' that yum-yum dope, and it shit to swang some thangs, puttin' my gauge to your throat.

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Flesh
A nigga stay down foe my thang, bang, sendin' me bullets up into the brains of the bustas. Hustlas, so nigga, never trust us. We the muthafuckin' thugstas, drug this twelve gauge pumpsta, nigga, no shorts or no losses. Nigga, the fifth dawg. Maintain, swang, gotta kick 'em off, insane, so many hoes done took a loss. Nigga, get tossed by the boss, and I'm off the hook when I put it down with Bone. Wanna fuck with a thug? You're wrong. On the ground they lay, when I spray that chrome. Bullets--they fly. Niggas--they die. I'm comin' up when I ride, got mine, East 99, off into that crime when the thugstas find they time to grind. Droppin' the dime, packin' the nine, and ready to bang. Pullin' the triggers to blow out your brains. Bone got a game, man. We crept and we came. (crept and we came… [*6])

Krayzie

Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3]

Bizzy

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*4]

Krayzie

Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3]

Bizzy
Ready be off 'em in a coffin, and a--all will be sprayed. Follow the murderous gauge. Follow me murderous ways. Steadily pumpin' must my killas peel you. Po-po was all I saw. Pop-pop, outta the window. We roll. Little Ripsta realer off and better often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs. Slang on the darkside, man. Bang on the darkside, man. Outta the thuggish ruggish city where all we bail, when I ran back to my lair with the twelve gauge Mossberg pumpin' shells. You're bloody murder murdered. Comin' to serve you, runnin' with gats and bats and more, and a fifth of Rose is how we roll.

Krayzie
Krayzie's on, and I crept and I came up. Remember that killa, that nigga named Leathaface. Now if you a thug, nigga pick up your pump and buck it. Put the bitch up in the gutter, fuck it! Nigga, we told ya. Be fucked up and startin' this rap thang, now. Never takin' no shorts or losses, man. No way, no how, poppin' now. I steady be thinkin' now that if I change my daily thang. Nigga, don't hang with the phony busta niggas, only roll with thugstas, killas. Beat 'em and gut 'em. Me stick 'em. Me stuck 'em. We murdered them every time, now. Bodies be drug off in dumpsters, execution double-nine style. Hey! Say, "Give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin' that llello, bankroll." When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low. When the po-po roll, that's when you lay low.

Layzie
Nigga shoulda've seen the Bone they came and touched down. Came up with a plan, and we creepin' up outta me hometown. Me hate to be leavin' the glock-glock now, but I'm livin' so low down, Bone gotta roll out. We livin' like trues, give it up to the bang, always stay down foe my thang. And I still remain the same, never goin' change. Out my hood, I claim. Nigga done jumped in the game. It's straight up confusion, 'cause niggas be shady. Nigga still gotta watch his back daily, even more lately, but they can't break little Layzie. So a nigga stay focused, I gotta get paid. The buddah, it run me forever, me blaze. Thuggin' in my murderous ways. Praisin' the gauge, let the buckshots spray. We shoot to this day. [Got 'em, killa.] No shorts or no losses was meant, nigga, not played. [Bottom line, nigga.] And Cleveland in your face. And nigga, we rollin' with Ruthless in the nine for the pain, for the gain, for the love of money, fuck the fame, we peep game. We crept and we came.

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Wish
Bone crept and we came in the gang. Bang! Told ya, get down for them thangs, man. But Bone still kickin' with the same trues thuggin' on the glock-glock. Ain't shit changed. Buck 'em! Fuck 'em! Put 'em in the ground, way down, lay down, busta. Nigga, don't be tryin' no dumb shit. Bone's still pumpin' them daily slugs at ya. Creepin' up outta the hood, roll to the West Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good. Thinkin' on the nine nine, reachin' for my nine, reachin' for your shit, wish you would. Pumpin' them slugs, put 'em in a bodybag. Nigga, down for your cash. Nigga, that's your life. Nigga, it's like that when my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind. Bailin' down the Clair, gettin' much love, needin' mo' bud, gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke. Me meanin' that yum-yum dope, and it shit to swang some thangs, puttin' my gauge to your throat.

Bizzy [Krayzie]
Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
[Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill.]

Flesh
A nigga stay down foe my thang, bang, sendin' me bullets up into the brains of the bustas. Hustlas, so nigga, never trust us. We the muthafuckin' thugstas, drug this twelve gauge pumpsta, nigga, no shorts or no losses. Nigga, the fifth dawg. Maintain, swang, gotta kick 'em off, insane, so many hoes done took a loss. Nigga, get tossed by the boss, and I'm off the hook when I put it down with Bone. Wanna fuck with a thug? You're wrong. On the ground they lay, when I spray that chrome. Bullets--they fly. Niggas--they die. I'm comin' up when I ride, got mine, East 99, off into that crime when the thugstas find they time to grind. Droppin' the dime, packin' the nine, and ready to bang. Pullin' the triggers to blow out your brains. Bone got a game, man. We crept and we came. (crept and we came… [*6])

Krayzie

Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3]

Bizzy

Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily. [*4]

Krayzie

Bailin' for safety, we make it and chill. [*3]

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Crossroad

3:43

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)

Tha crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony

(BONE):
Bone Bone Bone Bone
Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone
Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to run
When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you
Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to
hide
When judgment comes for you, cuz it's gonna come for you
(BIZZY):
Head south, Slingin' it for Wally
Eazy sees Uncle Charlie, Little Boo and God's got 'em
And I'm gonna miss everybody
I roll with Bone, my gang
Look to dem rocks and slang
And pray to dust and man, that true beat to beat the same
Lil' Layzie came to me
Tell me the truth of the deceased, but then please
Murder me bye-bye, cry-cry? No way, your gang Oh yay
(LAYZIE):
Now Flesh you workin' on a plan from heaven, follow the lord all
24/7 days
God is who we praise, even though the devil's all up in my face
He's keepin' me safe and in my place?
St. Clairs can't catch the race without chase, now face the judge
Got to get myself a buzz, girls be bitches no messin' with thugs
Oooo, what can I do, it's all about a felly/family and how we do?
Can I get a witness lettin' a fool, we livin' our lives and turn in our soul?
A-o-way-o
(KRAYZIE):
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray and we pray, and we pray
Still we're lacin'
Now follow me roll stroll, whether He's tellin me seven
And to think about people bein bust out on their ass, while all
these
thugs drinkin brew
It's steady keepin' up with me family, exactly how many days we
got lastin'
Why you laughin', we're passin' passin' away
Now we gonna rest our souls, cuz I know I'd meetcha at up at the
crossroads
Yall'd know, if you ever got love from them Bone thugs baby
(WISH):
Now Eazy's gone gone, really wish he could come home
But when you gotta die, gotta bye-bye, all a thug could do is cry
cry
Why they kill my dog, and man I miss my Uncle Charles y'all
He shouldn't be gone, in front of his home
What they did to Ruu was wrong
Oooo so wrong, gotta hold on, gotta stay strong
When the day comes better believe Bone got a shoulder you can
lean on
(BONE):
Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday
And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray
Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday

Chorus:
(BIZZY & WISH):
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
(LAYZIE & KRAYZIE):
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
(BIZZY):
And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody
Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody
Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody
(LAYZIE):
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
we live
And I'm askin' the good lord, while inside he told me we live to die
(FLESH):
What's up with the murder ya'll
See, my little cousin was home
Somebody really wrong, and he wanted to test his dome
And Ms. Sleazy set up Eazy bone
(KRAYZIE):
You know what sayin, when Bizzy is comin its seems to be gettin
easier
Again and again, tell me whatcha gonna do
(WISH):
Can somebody anybody tell me why
Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why, we die we die, but I
don't wanna
die
(BONE):
Oooo so wrong, Oooo wrong, Oooo so wrong, Ooooooooooo
wrong

Chorus:
(BIZZY & WISH)
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
(LAYZIE & KRAYZIE)
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads
So you won't be lonely
(Repeat gradually fading away)

Tha crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony

(BONE): 
    Bone Bone Bone Bone 
    Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone 
    Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to run 
    When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you 
    Tell me whatcha gonna do, now tell me there ain't nowhere to
    hide 
    When judgment comes for you, cuz it's gonna come for you 
    (BIZZY): 
    Head south, Slingin' it for Wally 
    Eazy sees Uncle Charlie, Little Boo and God's got 'em 
    And I'm gonna miss everybody 
    I roll with Bone, my gang 
    Look to dem rocks and slang 
    And pray to dust and man, that true beat to beat the same 
    Lil' Layzie came to me 
    Tell me the truth of the deceased, but then please 
    Murder me bye-bye, cry-cry? No way, your gang Oh yay 
    (LAYZIE): 
    Now Flesh you workin' on a plan from heaven, follow the lord all
    24/7 days 
    God is who we praise, even though the devil's all up in my face 
    He's keepin' me safe and in my place?
    St. Clairs can't catch the race without chase, now face the judge 
    Got to get myself a buzz, girls be bitches no messin' with thugs 
    Oooo, what can I do, it's all about a felly/family and how we do? 
    Can I get a witness lettin' a fool, we livin' our lives and turn in our soul? 
    A-o-way-o 
    (KRAYZIE): 
    Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray 
    Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday 
    And we pray, and we pray and we pray, and we pray 
    Still we're lacin' 
    Now follow me roll stroll, whether He's tellin me seven 
    And to think about people bein bust out on their ass, while all
    these 
    thugs drinkin brew 
    It's steady keepin' up with me family, exactly how many days we
    got lastin' 
    Why you laughin', we're passin' passin' away 
    Now we gonna rest our souls, cuz I know I'd meetcha at up at the
    crossroads 
    Yall'd know, if you ever got love from them Bone thugs baby 
    (WISH): 
    Now Eazy's gone gone, really wish he could come home 
    But when you gotta die, gotta bye-bye, all a thug could do is cry
    cry 
    Why they kill my dog, and man I miss my Uncle Charles y'all 
     He shouldn't be gone, in front of his home 
    What they did to Ruu was wrong 
    Oooo so wrong, gotta hold on, gotta stay strong 
    When the day comes better believe Bone got a shoulder you can
    lean on 
    (BONE): 
    Hey and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray 
    Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday 
    And we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray 
    Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday

Chorus: 
    (BIZZY & WISH): 
    See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads 
    (LAYZIE & KRAYZIE): 
    So you won't be lonely 
    See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads 
    So you won't be lonely 
    See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads 
    So you won't be lonely 
    See you at tha corssroads crossroads crossroads 
    So you won't be lonely 
    (BIZZY): 
    And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody 
    Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody 
    And I'm gonna miss everybody, and I'm gonna miss everybody 
    Oooo and I'm gonna miss everybody 
    (LAYZIE): 
    Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
    we live 
    Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
    we live 
    Livin' in a hateful world, sendin' me straight to heaven, that's how
    we live 
    And I'm askin' the good lord, while inside he told me we live to die 
    (FLESH): 
    What's up with the murder ya'll 
    See, my little cousin was home 
    Somebody really wrong, and he wanted to test his dome 
    And Ms. Sleazy set up Eazy bone 
    (KRAYZIE): 
    You know what sayin, when Bizzy is comin its seems to be gettin 
    easier 
    Again and again, tell me whatcha gonna do 
    (WISH): 
    Can somebody anybody tell me why 
    Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why, we die we die, but I
    don't wanna 
    die 
    (BONE): 
    Oooo so wrong, Oooo wrong, Oooo so wrong, Ooooooooooo
    wrong

Chorus: 
    (BIZZY & WISH) 
    See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads 
    (LAYZIE & KRAYZIE) 
    So you won't be lonely 
    See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads 
    So you won't be lonely 
    See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads 
    So you won't be lonely 
    See you at tha crossroads crossroads crossroads 
    So you won't be lonely 
    (Repeat gradually fading away)

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Crossroad (Original Mix)

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

Tha crossroads - Bone Thugs 'N Harmony

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Da Introduction

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)

Welcome to the darkside.
Backwards (Shatasha): It's the thuggish ruggish Bone.
Eazy-E: Eternal. Eternal. Eternal
St. Clair, niggas (niggas, niggas).
(Laughing. Scream. Thunder.)
Backwards (Bizzy): Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop, better drop before them buckshot blow. The Bone in me never no ho, so no creepin' up outta the ziplock. So, Sin, sip gin, and Lil' Mo Heart run up, nut up, and flipped in, then slipped in the clip then, mistakin' they bloody victims. 'Member to test nuts . . .
(Explosion.)
Buck! Buck! Buck! Buck!

(Laughing.)
Right back at your muthafuckin' ass comes those real true thugs staight off the Double Glock, puttin' it down for the muthafuckin' Land, takin' no shorts, no losses, puttin' it on these jealous, bitch-made, playa hatin' ass niggas. You better tell me what's real, bitch. Takin' over shit in the nine five, I bring to you, the one and only, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony.
Nigga, this St. Clair (this St. Clair, this St. Clair)

Layzie:
Yeah, nigga.
Krayzie:
Execution double nine style, steadily fillin' them bodies underground.
Bizzy:
Nigga be all about that llello bankroll. Bet I make that money, man, then roll, put it on the dough, but I beat up hoes, and I peel 'em and bang. Gotta get them demons off me, creepin' up softly, seepin' up through my soul, and sleepin' ain't good til dawn. When I'm alone, and I'm dozin', bet I watch the door, then I won't be slippin', sleepin'. Lovin' the thugs I bails with, but a trail of twelve gauge shells, blood'll be spilled, one-eighty-seven and a two-eleven. Twelve gauge and an AK-47 spray. Lil' Ripsta killa now, put 'em off in a grave--they lay with a slug stuck all up in ya. When I roll with realer niggas, pop, pop. Drop to the sound, hit the ground, then I'm up to kill ya.

Krayzie:
Them St. Clair thugs, we love when they pumpin' them slugs, now what, see the blood from the scum, when I dug them enemies deep in the mud. They drugged. I roll with them trues. Snooze, you lose, end up on the alley floor fucked up. What's up with them shoes? Ooh, they new. So we runnin' off with my dog's Chucks. Bust a left at the block. Hey, what do ya know? Oh, no, the po-po--they follow. Copper gotta see the nigga layin' but can't escape, but nigga, remember my motto: me no surrender. Gotta get away, hit the fence with the quickness, hit the other side, and I swang to the ride, rollin' through the cut, hit ninety-five. Peel, bailin' for safety we make it and chill, gotta make a mill, better not get caught for real. Nigga, drop that bill, or I pop my steel. Ain't no competition, don't fuck with my click, and so listen you bitches that trippin' so get when we stickin' then lickin' them pockets. So drop that dollar, man. Gotta holler, bang. Fuckin' with a thug nigga smokin' blunts. Nigga,
don't stiff on the weed, smoke it all, 'cause, nigga, you know when our pockets get right I'm a run and get a sack, and come choke, choke, choke.

Layzie:
Now you're fuckin' with these thuggish killas, creepin' up outta the Land, and they ready to ride, gettin' high off thai. My niggas in the Land got glocks for days on the nine-nine. But I kill 'em all, dog. Bet Layzie don't fall with the twelve gauge eruption on niggas, so what now? Come, nigga, get buck, pow, and not only that, get shut the fuck down. And I'm talkin' about niggas that wanna contend with them thugstas. Some niggas done fucked up, never no playa haters in the click's allowed, and we never no bustas. Never catch a nigga sleep, hear the buckshots rang where the thugs in Cleveland dwell. Daily collectin' me mill, and I'll meet you in hell if all else fails. Oh, well.

Krayzie:
Execution double nine style,
with Layzie:
steadily sendin' that body underground.

(Laughing.)
Right back at your muthafuckin' ass comes those real true thugs staight off the Double Glock, puttin' it down for the muthafuckin' Land, takin' no shorts, no losses, puttin' it on these jealous, bitch-made, playa hatin' ass niggas.  You better tell me what's real, bitch.  Takin' over shit in the nine five, I bring to you, the one and only, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony.
Nigga, this St. Clair (this St. Clair, this St. Clair)

Layzie:
Yeah, nigga.
Krayzie:
Execution double nine style, steadily fillin' them bodies underground.
Bizzy:
Nigga be all about that llello bankroll.  Bet I make that money, man, then roll, put it on the dough, but I beat up hoes, and I peel 'em and bang.  Gotta get them demons off me, creepin' up softly, seepin' up through my soul, and sleepin' ain't good til dawn.  When I'm alone, and I'm dozin', bet I watch the door, then I won't be slippin', sleepin'.  Lovin' the thugs I bails with, but a trail of twelve gauge shells, blood'll be spilled, one-eighty-seven and a two-eleven.  Twelve gauge and an AK-47 spray.  Lil' Ripsta killa now, put 'em off in a grave--they lay with a slug stuck all up in ya. When I roll with realer niggas, pop, pop.  Drop to the sound, hit the ground, then I'm up to kill ya.

Krayzie: 
Them St. Clair thugs, we love when they pumpin' them slugs, now what, see the blood from the scum, when I dug them enemies deep in the mud.  They drugged.  I roll with them trues.  Snooze, you lose, end up on the alley floor fucked up.  What's up with them shoes?  Ooh, they new.  So we runnin' off with my dog's Chucks.  Bust a left at the block.  Hey, what do ya know?  Oh, no, the po-po--they follow.  Copper gotta see the nigga layin' but can't escape, but nigga, remember my motto:  me no surrender.  Gotta get away, hit the fence with the quickness, hit the other side, and I swang to the ride, rollin' through the cut, hit ninety-five.  Peel, bailin' for safety we make it and chill, gotta make a mill, better not get caught for real.  Nigga, drop that bill, or I pop my steel.  Ain't no competition, don't fuck with my click, and so listen you bitches that trippin' so get when we stickin' then lickin' them pockets.  So drop that dollar, man.  Gotta holler, bang.  Fuckin' with a thug nigga smokin' blunts.  Nigga, 
don't stiff on the weed, smoke it all, 'cause, nigga, you know when our pockets get right I'm a run and get a sack, and come choke, choke, choke.

Layzie:
Now you're fuckin' with these thuggish killas, creepin' up outta the Land, and they ready to ride, gettin' high off thai.  My niggas in the Land got glocks for days on the nine-nine.  But I kill 'em all, dog.  Bet Layzie don't fall with the twelve gauge eruption on niggas, so what now?  Come, nigga, get buck, pow, and not only that, get shut the fuck down.  And I'm talkin' about niggas that wanna contend with them thugstas.  Some niggas done fucked up, never no playa haters in the click's allowed, and we never no bustas.  Never catch a nigga sleep, hear the buckshots rang where the thugs in Cleveland dwell.  Daily collectin' me mill, and I'll meet you in hell if all else fails.  Oh, well.

Krayzie:
Execution double nine style,
with Layzie:
steadily sendin' that body underground.

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Daily

featuring Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

DUBB

from DUBB - The SeaReal Way (2006)

Days Of Our Livez

5:49

from Set It Off (셋 잇 오프) by Christopher Young [ost] (1996)

Bone, bone, bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers.
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives].
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever.
Come and look deeply in my eyes.
[with layzie: my eyes]
I've been strugglin', hustlin', thuggin' it forever, and ever.
Bone, bone, bone . . .
We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare.
Only time will tell who dies.
These are the days of our lives.
[layzie: only time will tell . . .]
Come look deeply in my eyes.
These are the days of our lives.
See the murder mold our lives.
[layzie: see the murder mold.]
These are the days of our lives.
[layzie: these are the days of our lives.]
These are the days of our lives.
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

Eternal your thugs. here i come, tellin' 'em soldier stories. been daily collectin' my lesson, went out on a quest and without any question, stressin', no restin', we journey. this blessin' s
N' the game, rearrangin' thangs, 'cause most the world was bringin' me down. mesmerized, controlled by the other side, and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won't get me in time, fuckin with bone, and he's likin' these rhymes. we rhyme, better believe, it's all the time, nigga, we 'live. we straight up soldiers [soldiers]. better hea
T i told ya [told ya]. we rob before we go broke, man, we robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all.

Y'all my dogs. if ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever, and i will be there. lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin' me sayin', "now why, oh, why?", but if
Hink you can hang, then . . .
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

Thuggin' in the studio, y'all know we roll hydro. everytime we rhyme, i'm high. look at me deeply in my eyes. i rise to the top of the game. nowhere did i have to run, now way did i have to
. sherm, but a lot of niggas won't learn, but the money that i earn, won't burn, so come again.

Better watch that mac-10, nigga. this one's for me and my friends. we steadily rollin'. i told ya. keep bringin' home platinum and gold ones. pap. pap. put it all on the ground, yeah bone
H, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down.

Well, it must be ghosts who stroll, when i roll, but they ain't gon' get in, though. i'm sittin' alone in my window. little eazy, bless his soul, it's so cold, [it's so cold]. lil' bizzy got
S from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. no peace, no peace.

Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

And it ain't no mystery that biz still be yellin', bailin', pullin' into me city. study ripsta's scripture, sista, receive me, i'm off. "hey, weeders 'til the end [end], maybe double me u
Get one for my friend. twenty-twin, twin, we're biddin' on bud [on bud], start the bid at a fin. so, who wanna bag? who wanna bag? you wanna bag? you gotta bag. sold." send him outt
Door to liquor store for the blunts to roll. only my lord can tell who dies. so pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.

My lordy lord maintain. it's hard 'cause i'm a soldier at war. 'cause everybody wanna try to bring out the devil in me, but they're evil, and better believe weed keeps me at ease. take notes,
O, 'cause here it comes. that murder mo comin' to carry you, oh, you, oh. we're lovin' this shit, when they pullin' the gauge out [murder]. hey, they put it up to your temple, and we blow you
Ins out. die.
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mold our lives.
These are the days of our lives.

Eternal your thugs. here i come, tellin' 'em soldier stories. been daily collectin' my lesson, went out on a quest and without any question, stressin', no restin', we journey. this blessin' s
N' the game, rearrangin' thangs, 'cause most the world was bringin' me down. mesmerized, controlled by the other side, and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won't get me in time, fuckin with bone, and he's likin' these rhymes. we rhyme, better believe, it's all the time, nigga, we 'live. we straight up soldiers [soldiers]. better hea
T i told ya [told ya]. we rob before we go broke, man, we robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all.

Y'all my dogs. if ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever, and i will be there. lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin' me sayin', "now why, oh, why?", but if
Hink you can hang, then . . .
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

Thuggin' in the studio, y'all know we roll hydro. everytime we rhyme, i'm high. look at me deeply in my eyes. i rise to the top of the game. nowhere did i have to run, now way did i have to
. sherm, but a lot of niggas won't learn, but the money that i earn, won't burn, so come again.

Better watch that mac-10, nigga. this one's for me and my friends. we steadily rollin'. i told ya. keep bringin' home platinum and gold ones. pap. pap. put it all on the ground, yeah bone
H, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down.

Well, it must be ghosts who stroll, when i roll, but they ain't gon' get in, though. i'm sittin' alone in my window. little eazy, bless his soul, it's so cold, [it's so cold]. lil' bizzy got
S from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. no peace, no peace.

Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]

And it ain't no mystery that biz still be yellin', bailin', pullin' into me city. study ripsta's scripture, sista, receive me, i'm off. "hey, weeders 'til the end [end], maybe double me u
Get one for my friend. twenty-twin, twin, we're biddin' on bud [on bud], start the bid at a fin. so, who wanna bag? who wanna bag? you wanna bag? you gotta bag. sold." send him outt
Door to liquor store for the blunts to roll. only my lord can tell who dies. so pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.

My lordy lord maintain. it's hard 'cause i'm a soldier at war. 'cause everybody wanna try to bring out the devil in me, but they're evil, and better believe weed keeps me at ease. take notes,
O, 'cause here it comes. that murder mo comin' to carry you, oh, you, oh. we're lovin' this shit, when they pullin' the gauge out [murder]. hey, they put it up to your temple, and we blow you
Ins out. die.
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[layzie: we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs. we're more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we're smokin' lethal warriors.
[with layzie: we're warriors. we're warriors. we're warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mold our lives.
These are the days of our lives.

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Days Of Our Livez

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

Krayzie:
Bone, Bone, Bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers.
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives].
I′ve been strugglin′, hustlin′, thuggin′ it forever.
Come and look deeply in my eyes.
[with Layzie: my eyes]
I′ve been strugglin′, hustlin′, thuggin′ it forever, and ever.
Bone, Bone, Bone . . .
We gotta prepare, gotta prepare, gotta prepare for eternal warfare.
Only time will tell who dies.
These are the days of our lives.
[Layzie: Only time will tell . . .]
Come look deeply in my eyes.
These are the days of our lives.
See the murder mold our lives.
[Layzie: See the murder mold.]
These are the days of our lives.
[Layzie: These are the days of our lives.]
These are the days of our lives.
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]

Layzie:
Eternal Your thugs. Here I come, tellin′ ′em soldier stories. Been daily collectin′ my lesson, went out on a quest and without any question, stressin′, no restin′, we journey. This blessin′ shiftin′ the game, rearrangin′ thangs, ′cause most the world was bringin′ me down. Mesmerized, controlled by the other side, and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won′t get me in time, fuckin with Bone, and he′s likin′ these rhymes. We rhyme, better believe, it′s all the time, nigga, we ′live. We straight up soldiers [soldiers]. Better hear what I told ya [told ya]. We rob before we go broke, man, we robbin′ y′all, all a y′all, all a y′all.

Krayzie:
Y′all my dogs. If ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever, and I will be there. Lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin′ me sayin′, ″Now why, oh, why?″, but if you think you can hang, then . . .
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]

Layzie:
Thuggin′ in the studio, y′all know we roll hydro. Everytime we rhyme, I′m high. Look at me deeply in my eyes. I rise to the top of the game. Nowhere did I have to run, now way did I have to turn. Sherm, but a lot of niggas won′t learn, but the money that I earn, won′t burn, so come again.

Wish:
Better watch that MAC-10, nigga. This one′s for me and my friends. We steadily rollin′. I told ya. Keep bringin′ home platinum and gold ones. Pap. Pap. Put it all on the ground, yeah Bone, yeah, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down.

Bizzy:
Well, it must be ghosts who stroll, when I roll, but they ain′t gon′ get in, though. I′m sittin′ alone in my window. Little Eazy, bless his soul, it′s so cold, [it′s so cold]. Lil′ Bizzy got stress from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. No peace, no peace.

Krayzie:
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]

Bizzy:
And it ain′t no mystery that Biz still be yellin′, bailin′, pullin′ into me city. Study Ripsta′s scripture, sista, receive me, I′m off. ″Hey, weeders ′til the end [end], maybe double me up and get one for my friend. Twenty-twin, twin, we′re biddin′ on bud [on bud], start the bid at a fin. So, who wanna bag? Who wanna bag? You wanna bag? You gotta bag. Sold.″ Send him outta the door to liquor store for the blunts to roll. Only my Lord can tell who dies. So pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.

Krayzie:
My Lordy Lord maintain. It′s hard ′cause I′m a soldier at war. ′Cause everybody wanna try to bring out the devil in me, but they′re evil, and better believe weed keeps me at ease. Take notes, oh no, ′cause here it comes. That murder mo comin′ to carry you, oh, you, oh. We′re lovin′ this shit, when they pullin′ the gauge out [murder]. Hey, they put it up to your temple, and we blow your brains out. Die.
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mold our lives.
These are the days of our lives.

Layzie:
Eternal Your thugs. Here I come, tellin′ ′em soldier stories. Been daily collectin′ my lesson, went out on a quest and without any question, stressin′, no restin′, we journey. This blessin′ shiftin′ the game, rearrangin′ thangs, ′cause most the world was bringin′ me down. Mesmerized, controlled by the other side, and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. . . but he won′t get me in time, fuckin with Bone, and he′s likin′ these rhymes. We rhyme, better believe, it′s all the time, nigga, we ′live. We straight up soldiers [soldiers]. Better hear what I told ya [told ya]. We rob before we go broke, man, we robbin′ y′all, all a y′all, all a y′all.

Krayzie:
Y′all my dogs. If ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga whenever, and I will be there. Lean on me, but let us get rid of the enemies makin′ me sayin′, ″Now why, oh, why?″, but if you think you can hang, then . . .
Now come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]

Layzie:
Thuggin′ in the studio, y′all know we roll hydro. Everytime we rhyme, I′m high. Look at me deeply in my eyes. I rise to the top of the game. Nowhere did I have to run, now way did I have to turn. Sherm, but a lot of niggas won′t learn, but the money that I earn, won′t burn, so come again.

Wish:
Better watch that MAC-10, nigga. This one′s for me and my friends. We steadily rollin′. I told ya. Keep bringin′ home platinum and gold ones. Pap. Pap. Put it all on the ground, yeah Bone, yeah, we used to get down [get down] with a clack back, put on the ground, now get down.

Bizzy:
Well, it must be ghosts who stroll, when I roll, but they ain′t gon′ get in, though. I′m sittin′ alone in my window. Little Eazy, bless his soul, it′s so cold, [it′s so cold]. Lil′ Bizzy got stress from the peeps the streets, and none of these police holice know me, still wanna him cuffed up, bitch. No peace, no peace.

Krayzie:
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[with Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]

Bizzy:
And it ain′t no mystery that Biz still be yellin′, bailin′, pullin′ into me city. Study Ripsta′s scripture, sista, receive me, I′m off. ″Hey, weeders ′til the end [end], maybe double me up and get one for my friend. Twenty-twin, twin, we′re biddin′ on bud [on bud], start the bid at a fin. So, who wanna bag? Who wanna bag? You wanna bag? You gotta bag. Sold.″ Send him outta the door to liquor store for the blunts to roll. Only my Lord can tell who dies. So pick up the puzzle and pieces and put it together of our lives.

Krayzie:
My Lordy Lord maintain. It′s hard ′cause I′m a soldier at war. ′Cause everybody wanna try to bring out the devil in me, but they′re evil, and better believe weed keeps me at ease. Take notes, oh no, ′cause here it comes. That murder mo comin′ to carry you, oh, you, oh. We′re lovin′ this shit, when they pullin′ the gauge out [murder]. Hey, they put it up to your temple, and we blow your brains out. Die.
Now, come into my world, and you can see that we are more than thugs.
[Layzie: We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs. We′re more than thugs.]
With just a little twist of harmony, we′re smokin′ lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We′re warriors. We′re warriors. We′re warriors.]
Only time will tell who dies.
Come look deeply in my eyes.
See the murder mold our lives.
These are the days of our lives.

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Die Die Die

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)

Bizzy (Police Officer)
Shhh! Shut up, nigga. Shut the fuck up, nigga. Here they come. Here they come. Here they come, nigga. Duck down, nigga. Duck down. Duck down. Shit! (There they are.) Shit, come on, nigga. Come on! (These assholes are nothin' for a stake out.) Make a run for it. Nigga make a... (Freeze, motherfucker!) Shit!

Bizzy (Krayzie)
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leathaface comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye
Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...)
Willin' and ready to ride.

Krayzie
Pop-pop! Droppin' them niggas with the glock, done. Nigga, you best ah run, duckin' the shotgun, leavin' 'em up off my block stunned. One eighty seven lesson, and we done told you. You fuckin' with Bone, you better believe we livin' like soldiers. We droppin' that thugsta shit, so nigga just throw your pumps in the air. Then you pump-pump, put one in a copper like you just don't care. You don't wanna fuck with, you don't wanna buck with a realer nigga. Better check my manuscript: drugdealer, killa, cap-wigs peeler. Fuck with the Ripsta, #1 with the gun, come-come get some. Senseless killa. Fifth dawg and posse, run get gone. Fuck with the Bone, four niggas strong, leave 'em alone 'til it be on. Krayzie put one to your dome and nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong, so go on. 'Cause nigga this sawed-off ain't full of shit. Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed, man. They givin' me what me need, man. When I light my blunt, fold the niggas up in my hood, so when we smoke-smoke-smoke, get paid good, so we goin' blaze good.
So come to the Land where all the thugs be real. Them St. Clair niggas, they ain't no joke so catch a slug or chill, nigga.

Bizzy (Krayzie)
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leather Face comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye
Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...)
Willin' and ready to ride.

Bizzy (Police Officer)
(Lie down with your hands behind your back!) Naw bitch, you lie your funky ass on the ground, now!

Reporter
The seemingly routine investigation had become a horrible nightmare.

Bizzy
Runnin' with gats and bats, so nigga, don't test Rest or you get a peeled cap. Pap-pap that pump, better check that gun, 'fore a nigga done get that skull cracked. Little' Rip didn't wanna! The bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up. Let's swerve to the burbs, set up a hold-up, so many bodies me blowed up. Nuts, bucks, and guts, niggas mistakin' they balls for dogs. All niggas'll get mauled, no thang to pick up a pump and flip on all y'all. And they'll never hold-up especially when them roll, stop!. Bet I bringin' in them guns, run, a thug get low down. You don't wanna get nutted, 'cause nigga you gonna get bloody (bloody) once you see the braids and skully. Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely. What is it in you, deeper than dead? And we get fried. P.O.D.'d when a ganksta ride, creep, but you sleep and then fall in the night. Once inside forgettin' about remorse. Your curse will ride. Cry now when you're ready to lie down. When I'm weak in a mental state, somebody gonna die, now.

Meanwhile, swerve to the burbs.

Witnesses
Man, he just...all of a sudden, just jumped out of the window. I didn't know what was goin' on. I'm just walkin' by. Just got a?bought a bottle of wine. I was walkin' by, and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled. (That was it.) I'm not sure what happened.

Well, I saw his wife begging him, and she said, "Don't jump." And he did...wheeeeeew

Did you know the guy?

He sure had a problem. That's all I could tell you.

All I seen was them put the lady in a police car and take her away, I guess it was his wife.

Bizzy (Krayzie)
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leathaface comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye
Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...)
Willin' and ready to ride.

Krayzie
Pop-pop! Droppin' them niggas with the glock, done. Nigga, you best ah run, duckin' the shotgun, leavin' 'em up off my block stunned. One eighty seven lesson, and we done told you. You fuckin' with Bone, you better believe we livin' like soldiers. We droppin' that thugsta shit, so nigga just throw your pumps in the air. Then you pump-pump, put one in a copper like you just don't care. You don't wanna fuck with, you don't wanna buck with a realer nigga. Better check my manuscript: drugdealer, killa, cap-wigs peeler. Fuck with the Ripsta, #1 with the gun, come-come get some. Senseless killa. Fifth dawg and posse, run get gone. Fuck with the Bone, four niggas strong, leave 'em alone 'til it be on. Krayzie put one to your dome and nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong, so go on. 'Cause nigga this sawed-off ain't full of shit. Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed, man. They givin' me what me need, man. When I light my blunt, fold the niggas up in my hood, so when we smoke-smoke-smoke, get paid good, so we goin' blaze good. 
So come to the Land where all the thugs be real. Them St. Clair niggas, they ain't no joke so catch a slug or chill, nigga.

Bizzy (Krayzie)
I'm little Ripsta. I'm... (Leather Face comin' to kill 'em at night.)…bye
Die, die, die! (So must we buck them studio thugstas. I'm...)
Willin' and ready to ride.

Bizzy (Police Officer)
(Lie down with your hands behind your back!) Naw bitch, you lie your funky ass on the ground, now!

Reporter
The seemingly routine investigation had become a horrible nightmare.

Bizzy
Runnin' with gats and bats, so nigga, don't test Rest or you get a peeled cap. Pap-pap that pump, better check that gun, 'fore a nigga done get that skull cracked. Little' Rip didn't wanna! The bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up. Let's swerve to the burbs, set up a hold-up, so many bodies me blowed up. Nuts, bucks, and guts, niggas mistakin' they balls for dogs. All niggas'll get mauled, no thang to pick up a pump and flip on all y'all. And they'll never hold-up especially when them roll, stop!. Bet I bringin' in them guns, run, a thug get low down. You don't wanna get nutted, 'cause nigga you gonna get bloody (bloody) once you see the braids and skully. Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely. What is it in you, deeper than dead? And we get fried. P.O.D.'d when a ganksta ride, creep, but you sleep and then fall in the night. Once inside forgettin' about remorse. Your curse will ride. Cry now when you're ready to lie down. When I'm weak in a mental state, somebody gonna die, now.

Meanwhile, swerve to the burbs.

Witnesses
Man, he just...all of a sudden, just jumped out of the window. I didn't know what was goin' on. I'm just walkin' by. Just got a?bought a bottle of wine. I was walkin' by, and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled. (That was it.) I'm not sure what happened.

Well, I saw his wife begging him, and she said, "Don't jump." And he did...wheeeeeew

Did you know the guy?

He sure had a problem. That's all I could tell you.

All I seen was them put the lady in a police car and take her away, I guess it was his wife.

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Do It Again

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)

Let's Do It Again
Let's Do It Again

(Chorus:)
Sweet Breeze In The Summer Time
Were Makin Everything Alright
Always Keep Ya Hypnotized
We Keep Ya Feelin Oh So High

...like Its 1999
All Over Again With All Of My Hustlas, Soldiers By My Side
Been A Long, Long Ride, Im Still Amazed How The Time Fly By
A Lot Of My Niggas Didn't Make It To See This
But Im Not Gonna Cry
We Slammin Doors On The Caddy Coupe
After Bar Groupin
When Them Niggas Was Out There Shootin
Drinkin 40s On The Roof
Went From Zeros To Six Figures
To Seven Figures And Better
Niggas Determined To Get On The Level
Down For Whatever, Chasin That Chedda
Ride Anywhere Neccesary, The Celebration Is Neccesary
It's A Hard Load To Carry
But That There Was Temporary
I Let It Relax Sometime
Just Chill Out With My Money
Then When Layzie Bone Is At It Again, Another Summer
Lets Have A Ball Nigga And Keep This One Blazin

(Chorus x2)

Hey They Thought It Was Over
The Bone Thugs N Harmony Was Finished
But They Must Of Forgot, They Forgot How Much I Rapper Like I
Sat Back Recline, And Trained My Mastermind
Came Up With A Faster Rhyme
In Time This Dogg Has Got U Hypnotized
So I Gotta Ask Them How In The Hell We Gon Fall Off
When We Got Half Of This Industry Swingin From Our Balls
Me And Dawgs
Untouchable,Niggas Could Never See Us, Never Be Us
Wont Even Get Close Enough To Try To Defeat Us
Niggas That Have They Come Learn With The Milla-Meta, Meta
Livest Niggas You Ever Gonna See Ah
Talk And Get Served And You'll That We Be It, Runnin The Game
Still Doin Our Everyday Thangs
So I Really Hope U Got You Game Up
Cause We Comin Hard So Don't Get Envolved
If Ya'll Aint Ready To Bring Ya Gangsta

(Chorus x2)

You Feelin We Slippin Huh
You Think That We Missin The 1st Of The Month
10 Years We Done Been Here
We Spending Them Thangs And Bringin Them Guns
Yup We Better Get It, We Don't Have That Ammunition
But I Bet We Takin It There
(?) If U Wanna Run I Aint Braggin But I Keeps It Real
You Know Them Thug Niggas Is Gonna Bring Something
That Everybody Gonna Feel
You Ridin And Rollin And Smokin And Bumpin
Yeah That's How I Live
And I Been Here So I Live Here
Wont Put Me Out My Crib
My Address Is The Game And My Zip It Is The Hood
We Comin Back Like (?) And Water
A Couple Of Shakes And We Hittin The Hood With That Hard
Do It Again We Gotta (?)
(?)
(?)
And We Can Do It Again And Again...

(Chorus x2)

Let's Do It Again 
Let's Do It Again

(Chorus:)
Sweet Breeze In The Summer Time 
Were Makin Everything Alright 
Always Keep Ya Hypnotized 
We Keep Ya Feelin Oh So High

...like Its 1999 
All Over Again With All Of My Hustlas, Soldiers By My Side 
Been A Long, Long Ride, Im Still Amazed How The Time Fly By 
A Lot Of My Niggas Didn't Make It To See This 
But Im Not Gonna Cry 
We Slammin Doors On The Caddy Coupe 
After Bar Groupin 
When Them Niggas Was Out There Shootin 
Drinkin 40s On The Roof 
Went From Zeros To Six Figures 
To Seven Figures And Better 
Niggas Determined To Get On The Level 
Down For Whatever, Chasin That Chedda 
Ride Anywhere Neccesary, The Celebration Is Neccesary 
It's A Hard Load To Carry 
But That There Was Temporary 
I Let It Relax Sometime 
Just Chill Out With My Money 
Then When Layzie Bone Is At It Again, Another Summer 
Lets Have A Ball Nigga And Keep This One Blazin

(Chorus x2)

Hey They Thought It Was Over 
The Bone Thugs N Harmony Was Finished 
But They Must Of Forgot, They Forgot How Much I Rapper Like I 
Sat Back Recline, And Trained My Mastermind 
Came Up With A Faster Rhyme 
In Time This Dogg Has Got U Hypnotized 
So I Gotta Ask Them How In The Hell We Gon Fall Off 
When We Got Half Of This Industry Swingin From Our Balls 
Me And Dawgs 
Untouchable,Niggas Could Never See Us, Never Be Us 
Wont Even Get Close Enough To Try To Defeat Us 
Niggas That Have They Come Learn With The Milla-Meta, Meta 
Livest Niggas You Ever Gonna See Ah 
Talk And Get Served And You'll That We Be It, Runnin The Game 
Still Doin Our Everyday Thangs 
So I Really Hope U Got You Game Up 
Cause We Comin Hard So Don't Get Envolved 
If Ya'll Aint Ready To Bring Ya Gangsta

(Chorus x2)

You Feelin We Slippin Huh 
You Think That We Missin The 1st Of The Month 
10 Years We Done Been Here 
We Spending Them Thangs And Bringin Them Guns 
Yup We Better Get It, We Don't Have That Ammunition 
But I Bet We Takin It There 
(?) If U Wanna Run I Aint Braggin But I Keeps It Real 
You Know Them Thug Niggas Is Gonna Bring Something 
That Everybody Gonna Feel 
You Ridin And Rollin And Smokin And Bumpin 
Yeah That's How I Live 
And I Been Here So I Live Here 
Wont Put Me Out My Crib 
My Address Is The Game And My Zip It Is The Hood 
We Comin Back Like (?) And Water 
A Couple Of Shakes And We Hittin The Hood With That Hard 
Do It Again We Gotta (?) 
(?) 
(?) 
And We Can Do It Again And Again...

(Chorus x2)

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Don't Forget About Us (Remix)

featuring Bone Thugs N Harmony,Juelz Santana

Mariah Carey

3:33

from Mariah Carey - Don't Forget About Us [2 Track] [single] (2007)

Just let it die
With no goodbyes
Details don't matter
We both paid the price
Tears in my eyes
You know sometimes
It'd be like that baby
Now every time I see you
I pretend I'm fine
When I want to reach out to you
But I turn around
And I let it ride
Baby I must confess
We were bigger than anything
Remember us at our best
And don't forget about...

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

Oh they say
That you're in a new relationship
But we both know
Nothing comes close to
What we had, it perseveres
That we both can't forget it
How good we used to get it
There's only one me and you
And how we used to shine
No matter what you go through
We are one, that's a fact
That you can't deny
So baby we just can't let
The fire pass us by
Forever we'd both regret
So don't forget about

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

And if she's got your head all messed up now
That's the trickery
She'll wanna have like you know how this lovin' used to be
I bet she can't do it like me
She'll never be MC

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

Oh they say
That you're in a new relationship
But we both know
Nothing comes close to
What we had, it perseveres
That we both can't forget it
How good we used to get it
There's only one me and you
And how we used to shine
No matter what you go through
We are one, that's a fact
That you can't deny
So baby we just can't let
The fire pass us by
Forever we'd both regret
So don't forget about

And if she's got your head all messed up now
That's the trickery
She'll wanna have like you know how this lovin' used to be
I bet she can't do it like me
She'll never be MC

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Don't Forget About Us (So So Def Remix)

featuring Bone Thugs N Harmony,Juelz Santana 작곡:Bone Thugs N Harmony

Mariah Carey

3:33

from Mariah Carey - Shake It Off (Remixes) [single] (2007)

And if she's got your head all messed up now
That's the trickery
She'll wanna have like you know how this lovin' used to be
I bet she can't do it like me
She'll never be MC

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Don'T Stop

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)

[Song samples One Way's "Don't Stop"]

[Intro - Krayzie Bone]
(Ever lovin me...)
(Don't stop ever lovin me...)
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever, love...)

[Krayzie Bone]
Please, I'm just a man, survivin, doin what I can do when I can
I try to move in silence, like to keep it cool as a fan
I try to stay humble, chillin, real, down-to-earth's how I am
But then this business get to pullin me under (pullin me under)
Its makin me so crazy, should I leave it I wonder? (I wonder)
I probably should before it kills me, I know, but
My passions won't unleash and release me, I'm so stuck (I'm so stuck)
Forgive me lord, but now I'm tryna to get right for the cause
Don't wanna be standin on that other side of the wall, no, not at all
So please forgive us, because we know we in the last days
We's a witness, witness... so don't stop, don't stop (ever lovin me...)

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever, love...)

[Wish Bone]
I know I ain't livin right, and gettin it right is part of my plan
But I been in the streets so long, I think a thug is all that I am

And I'm gonna get it together, cause anybody knows that I can
I can, yes I can, can... yes I can, I wanna grab my life before it's all gone...
When I look at it, ain't did too much, so much of it blown, gone...
Gotta do what's right with what I got now
But it ain't more than what's comin in right now
And now I'm left with choices (choices...)
You can do right (right), or you can do wrong (wrong)
Won't get so nice right now, but we can hold on
But until that day comes, just keep (ever lovin me)

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever love...)

[Layzie Bone]
Now I've been high, so kind of obnoxious, miss you walkin around in my boxers
Miss you kickin it like soccer, other couples tryin to mock us, hold on...
Holdin hands was never in my plans, and then you came along
And made me your man, I must stand on my own two...
Can't understand what we goin through - this for me? Naw, this for you...
But you was the one I shoulda really kept it realler with
But I f**ked up and this is real as a killer get
And when we split, I was like a lost puppy
Had to man up, and stand up, so the next one could love me...
But until then, you know I'm gon ride, with the glock cocked, keep it copped
I hope it don't stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop... (ever lovin me)

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever love...)

[Song samples One Way's "Don't Stop"]

[Intro - Krayzie Bone]
(Ever lovin me...)
(Don't stop ever lovin me...)
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever, love...)

[Krayzie Bone]
Please, I'm just a man, survivin, doin what I can do when I can
I try to move in silence, like to keep it cool as a fan
I try to stay humble, chillin, real, down-to-earth's how I am
But then this business get to pullin me under (pullin me under)
Its makin me so crazy, should I leave it I wonder? (I wonder)
I probably should before it kills me, I know, but
My passions won't unleash and release me, I'm so stuck (I'm so stuck)
Forgive me lord, but now I'm tryna to get right for the cause
Don't wanna be standin on that other side of the wall, no, not at all
So please forgive us, because we know we in the last days
We's a witness, witness... so don't stop, don't stop (ever lovin me...)

[Hook - Krayzie Bone & Layzie Bone]
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
[Lay] It's just the thug in me...
[Kray] Don't stop, don't stop the love
(Don't stop ever, love...)

[Wish Bone]
I know I ain't livin right, and gettin it right is part of my plan
But I been in the streets so long, I think a thug is all that I am

And I'm gonna get it together, cause anybody knows that I can
I can, yes I can, can... yes I can, I wanna grab my life before it's all gone...
When I look at it, ain't did too much, so much of it blown, gone...
Gotta do what's right with what I got now
But it ain't more than what's comin in right now
And now I'm left with choices (choices...)
You can do right (right), or you can do wrong (wrong)
Won't get so nice right now, but we can hold on
But until that day comes, just keep (ever lovin me)

[Layzie Bone]
Now I've been high, so kind of obnoxious, miss you walkin around in my boxers
Miss you kickin it like soccer, other couples tryin to mock us, hold on...
Holdin hands was never in my plans, and then you came along
And made me your man, I must stand on my own two...
Can't understand what we goin through - this for me? Naw, this for you...
But you was the one I shoulda really kept it realler with
But I f**ked up and this is real as a killer get
And when we split, I was like a lost puppy
Had to man up, and stand up, so the next one could love me...
But until then, you know I'm gon ride, with the glock cocked, keep it copped
I hope it don't stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop... (ever lovin me)

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Don't Worry [Explicit]

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)

Everything's goin' to be all right, it's gon' be all right! Everything's goin' to be all right, (it's
gonna be all right) all right. [*4]
So don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry about a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*3]

Now I dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'. Schemin' on making a million, trying to
feed they children. Them police keep comin' around and keep tryin' to beat you down and take
you out. Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil. Shit is so clear that they came and see
through, but no matter what we do (it matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever,
runnin' forever. The way that I see it, it won't get no better, until Armageddon proves that it's
not a legend. It's kind of hard to view paradise (paradise). But if you try, just close your eyes,
you can view it (you can view it). But reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll
find that you still live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your mind. Figured
you got to survive, so somebody got to die. Too strong to break down and cry, but I'm askin'
God to come help us, please God!

Krayzie
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2]

Wish
Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. Better get it together, better act right. Cause when you
fuck with Bone, better come with some, better have your shit right. And don't be plannin' no
future on nuttin' you heard, nigga. He say/She say get you fucked up, killa! And I'm goin'
ride. Won't lose no sleep over nuttin'. You can say we frontin', but all these years, face to face,
ain't nobody said nuttin'. Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways. Time
after time, I know we try, but we losin' this life game, damn! And I don't want to go out like
that, not me! Baby, Bone got what you want. Physically, you don't wanna bleed. Ah
la-la-la?la-la. Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby)

Bizzy
And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing!
With all odds against us. Prayin' to God. Got me runnin?for the fences aimin' at these
henchmen. Litigation, can't see me, my clip, or the extra extension. I sit in my basement like
it?s a crackhouse, boys! Blackout ?cause I was paranoid, he enjoys. While I avoid. Deploy
some old crooks ?cause bitches won?t put money on your books. Destroy! Double-eye. Died
watchin?double signs with the crook. All that damn chronic. Henn done got me out some
hellified times. It's televised the crucify. Promised and admonished. Nobody can stop us!
Where the shootout? How many niggas you kill? How many niggas for real? Like Larry
Duwell as long as I live fortified, strategize like "Ooh Child!" Niggas can blast at me, bitches
can pass me. Fuck a chicken and listen?don't, don't!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).

Flesh
I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin?up?Moms used to read to me
everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon, and the dawn. The Book of
Pslams! So, I?m wanderin?off through the wilderness, humble through the valley of the
shadow of death. Will they hunt me down? All the evil people? Hail my mother, went before
the gates. Stack shall prevail! Lately, been havin?these flashes. Seein?this amazing view and
it ain?t nothin? No seein? believin? Heaven in front of you that?s what I'm havin?now, d??
vu! Now when they lay me down, down to sleep, down to sleep. I pray for the Lord then the
Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, soul to keep! And if I should die before I wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up! I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, so please Lord take us! I
say that my mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. Nigga locked up at Wasteside,
couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he died!?So, finally got a release date and I
slide back to the county, nigga back to the life?Hoorah! Finna touch back home, don?t worry
?bout a damn thing, everything clear to me. All right. Off through the door. So bright like a
knight in shinin?armor. Hug my wife, my sons, my daughter. Ain?t no more reason to be
feelin' harmed.

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).

Layzie
Look nigga, I ain?t worried about nothin??cause it?s a little thing I know called faith! All you
need is much as a mustard seed and the Lord will keep you safe. Whatever don?t kill you will
make you stronger?I promise you that! Just keep on pushin? If you slip, you fall and you
hurt yourself, then the Lord will provide your cushion. Determination, rules the nation.
Whatever you facin? just be a man! Believin?in the death before dishonor, shake the drama
and take the stand. For a nigga like me, see, it didn?t come easy. A nigga had to struggle and
fight. At a point in time in my life, it was like a nigga just can?t get it right! To all of my
family, Layzie loves you and I never take shit for granted. Feelin?so wicked off on this planet,
man, fuck tryin?to understand it! That?s why I stay focused, thuggin?the loc?est. Stackin?
my bricks ?til I form the fist. Mama never said it?d be like this, but nigga, I?ll be ready for
anything! Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch. About precision, timin?and
vision. Get up and go, and don?t turn back! If you a soldier and you know it, hold your head
up high?and keep stompin?in your big black boots and don?t worry!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby). [*2]
Bang

Now I dedicate this to all of my niggas, that's dreamin'. Schemin' on making a million, trying to
feed they children. Them police keep comin' around and keep tryin' to beat you down and take
you out. Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil. Shit is so clear that they came and see
through, but no matter what we do (it matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever,
runnin' forever. The way that I see it, it won't get no better, until Armageddon proves that it's
not a legend. It's kind of hard to view paradise (paradise). But if you try, just close your eyes,
you can view it (you can view it). But reality hits you, as soon as you open your eyes, you'll
find that you still live a fucked up life (life) and the streets done took over your mind. Figured
you got to survive, so somebody got to die. Too strong to break down and cry, but I'm askin'
God to come help us, please God!

Krayzie
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2]

Wish
Some of y'all niggas really can't fight. Better get it together, better act right. Cause when you
fuck with Bone, better come with some, better have your shit right. And don't be plannin' no
future on nuttin' you heard, nigga. He say/She say get you fucked up, killa! And I'm goin'
ride. Won't lose no sleep over nuttin'. You can say we frontin', but all these years, face to face,
ain't nobody said nuttin'. Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways. Time
after time, I know we try, but we losin' this life game, damn! And I don't want to go out like
that, not me! Baby, Bone got what you want. Physically, you don't wanna bleed. Ah
la-la-la?la-la. Hit 'em hard, it's gonna be all right, all right, all right!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby)

Bizzy
And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing! And don?t you worry ?bout a damn thing!
With all odds against us. Prayin' to God. Got me runnin?for the fences aimin' at these
henchmen. Litigation, can't see me, my clip, or the extra extension. I sit in my basement like
it?s a crackhouse, boys! Blackout ?cause I was paranoid, he enjoys. While I avoid. Deploy
some old crooks ?cause bitches won?t put money on your books. Destroy! Double-eye. Died
watchin?double signs with the crook. All that damn chronic. Henn done got me out some
hellified times. It's televised the crucify. Promised and admonished. Nobody can stop us!
Where the shootout? How many niggas you kill? How many niggas for real? Like Larry
Duwell as long as I live fortified, strategize like "Ooh Child!" Niggas can blast at me, bitches
can pass me. Fuck a chicken and listen?don't, don't!

Krayzie
So don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing (baby).

Flesh
I remember like yesterday, way back in the day comin?up?Moms used to read to me
everyday, through the evening, even through the afternoon, and the dawn. The Book of
Pslams! So, I?m wanderin?off through the wilderness, humble through the valley of the
shadow of death. Will they hunt me down? All the evil people? Hail my mother, went before
the gates. Stack shall prevail! Lately, been havin?these flashes. Seein?this amazing view and
it ain?t nothin? No seein? believin? Heaven in front of you that?s what I'm havin?now, d??
vu! Now when they lay me down, down to sleep, down to sleep. I pray for the Lord then the
Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep, soul to keep! And if I should die before I wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up! I pray for the Lord to have mercy on our souls, so please Lord take us! I
say that my mama beaten, no, no, no more crying, drying eyes. Nigga locked up at Wasteside,
couldn't read the papers back to my step-dad when he died!?So, finally got a release date and I
slide back to the county, nigga back to the life?Hoorah! Finna touch back home, don?t worry
?bout a damn thing, everything clear to me. All right. Off through the door. So bright like a
knight in shinin?armor. Hug my wife, my sons, my daughter. Ain?t no more reason to be
feelin' harmed.

Layzie
Look nigga, I ain?t worried about nothin??cause it?s a little thing I know called faith! All you
need is much as a mustard seed and the Lord will keep you safe. Whatever don?t kill you will
make you stronger?I promise you that! Just keep on pushin? If you slip, you fall and you
hurt yourself, then the Lord will provide your cushion. Determination, rules the nation.
Whatever you facin? just be a man! Believin?in the death before dishonor, shake the drama
and take the stand. For a nigga like me, see, it didn?t come easy. A nigga had to struggle and
fight. At a point in time in my life, it was like a nigga just can?t get it right! To all of my
family, Layzie loves you and I never take shit for granted. Feelin?so wicked off on this planet,
man, fuck tryin?to understand it! That?s why I stay focused, thuggin?the loc?est. Stackin?
my bricks ?til I form the fist. Mama never said it?d be like this, but nigga, I?ll be ready for
anything! Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch. About precision, timin?and
vision. Get up and go, and don?t turn back! If you a soldier and you know it, hold your head
up high?and keep stompin?in your big black boots and don?t worry!

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Don`t Worry

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

Krayzie
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2]

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DON`T WORRY

5:35

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

Krayzie
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing.
Don't you worry 'bout a damned thing, a damned thing. (baby) [*2]

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Down Foe My Thang

4:49

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)

Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood. Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up. Niggas be tryin run
up, but I bust, and they drop to their death. Now they done up. Gun up, hunt my blunt up. Creepin' 'til sun up, feelin' slightly
shady. Call me lightweight crazy, number one nigga little Layzie. Nigga don't wanna fight, runnin' deadly thugsta soldiers,
droppin' them thangs. Bone done told ya. Testin' nuts, so a nigga gonna have to show ya. Faded a nigga that stepped up.
Let's slip in some shit. See 'em alls just stood up then put a foot up that ass, had to blast that click-click. Sprayed the
gauge, all cocked, and ready to spray down to the pave. Puttin' them souls up off in them graves, dwell in Hell, they'll all lay
slayed. Amazed, must I blaze. It's insane when I take that bud to the brain. Toke, choke, holdin' me smoke until-a me
strained, feelin' no pain. Better be packin' your weapon, 'cause my shit is kept and I'm ready to let loose sawed-off hangin',
danglin' up under the trench, fin to blow that chest, but you shoulda wore a vest, fool, 'cause the Bone don't front. Nigga check
or get wrecked. Got Flesh on the set, with his finger on a TEC, loc'd out with the khakis and high techs. Respect them St.
Clair thugs hustlin' drugs, gotta make that money, man. Rap be the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.

Flesh:
We runnin' with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage. (Off in the rag),
gettin' my serve on. So, leave 'em alone. They come. They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown, lay slugs up in
to them domes, so go on. You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh, I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda.
You're runnin' up eye to eye with death. Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're takin' a loss, and this slug snuffed up, and
dumpin' the body up off in a coffin. Remember the vow said a preacher, me teach 'em, (winnin'/greetin') 'em with me nine,
runnin' with thugs and hustlas and murderin' 'em every time.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.

Bizzy:
Remember the Ripsta, sinster creeper, reapin' up that set with a street-sweeper. Gotta take a breather from sippin' me liter.
Rippin' that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver. When I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta. Buck 'em. Buck 'em.
Motherfuck 'em. Thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas. So back up off me. No stack won't let me slip. When a nigga
start to step, the weapon, put 'em in the graveyard. Bitch, better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta, quick to pick up the
hollow points and put 'em up in your brains, nigga. My little nigga, Mo! Hart, my bigger nigga, Sin, dash fast, get up with the
block at last blast they ass, pass cash, then stash, me can killa for free for homies and family. Tell 'em to see me, that realer
nigga, the Ripsta, put 'em in rivers. It don't stop. Drop P's to the SCT's and double glock. Pop. Pop. Here's the slug from
the twelve gauge thug. You don't want fuck with, no buck with, Rip's breakin' 'em bustas. Blood, me fillin' 'em (...?...) me
murder. I show no mercy. Turn your back, clack back me gat, diggin' 'em in the dirt, see.

Krayzie:
Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up. They never could fuck with me sawed-off pump. Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my
clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked. Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it. Now, nigga, it's rippin',
steady clippin', not missin', thuggin' with me click, and now Leatherface takin' your life so ya best stay back, tossin' the rest in a
coffin, 'cause niggas be runnin' up, talkin' trash. Buck a guard while walkin' past. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thangs,
and I claim and hang with Ts, niggas that make cheese for the green leaves. Gotta give peace, 'cause they swang these. Come,
nigga, meet my hood and fulla nothin' but thugs and hustlas: Sin never been no busta, he'll stuff and buck-buck 'em and dump
'em, bitch. Nigga, muthafuck 'em, Krayzie don't love 'em, put 'em to rest and run, so the po-po don't catch up--nigga can't be
arrested. One M-11 me sendin' niggas to hell, and you're feelin' 187. Eleven dwellin' better from the cell, and nigga that pick
up Mossberg, the quicker you to the curb. Put one to the temple, pump, to Mr. Policeman. That's all you heard.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.
Bang, bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.

Flesh:
We runnin' with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage. (Off in the rag),
gettin' my serve on. So, leave 'em alone. They come. They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown, lay slugs up in
to them domes, so go on. You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh, I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda.
You're runnin' up eye to eye with death. Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're takin' a loss, and this slug snuffed up, and
dumpin' the body up off in a coffin. Remember the vow said a preacher, me teach 'em, (winnin'/greetin') 'em with me nine,
runnin' with thugs and hustlas and murderin' 'em every time.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.

Bizzy:
Remember the Ripsta, sinster creeper, reapin' up that set with a street-sweeper. Gotta take a breather from sippin' me liter.
Rippin' that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver. When I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta. Buck 'em. Buck 'em.
Motherfuck 'em. Thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas. So back up off me. No stack won't let me slip. When a nigga
start to step, the weapon, put 'em in the graveyard. Bitch, better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta, quick to pick up the
hollow points and put 'em up in your brains, nigga. My little nigga, Mo! Hart, my bigger nigga, Sin, dash fast, get up with the
block at last blast they ass, pass cash, then stash, me can killa for free for homies and family. Tell 'em to see me, that realer
nigga, the Ripsta, put 'em in rivers. It don't stop. Drop P's to the SCT's and double glock. Pop. Pop. Here's the slug from
the twelve gauge thug. You don't want fuck with, no buck with, Rip's breakin' 'em bustas. Blood, me fillin' 'em (...?...) me
murder. I show no mercy. Turn your back, clack back me gat, diggin' 'em in the dirt, see.

Krayzie:
Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up. They never could fuck with me sawed-off pump. Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my
clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked. Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it. Now, nigga, it's rippin',
steady clippin', not missin', thuggin' with me click, and now Leatherface takin' your life so ya best stay back, tossin' the rest in a
coffin, 'cause niggas be runnin' up, talkin' trash. Buck a guard while walkin' past. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thangs,
and I claim and hang with Ts, niggas that make cheese for the green leaves. Gotta give peace, 'cause they swang these. Come,
nigga, meet my hood and fulla nothin' but thugs and hustlas: Sin never been no busta, he'll stuff and buck-buck 'em and dump
'em, bitch. Nigga, muthafuck 'em, Krayzie don't love 'em, put 'em to rest and run, so the po-po don't catch up--nigga can't be
arrested. One M-11 me sendin' niggas to hell, and you're feelin' 187. Eleven dwellin' better from the cell, and nigga that pick
up Mossberg, the quicker you to the curb. Put one to the temple, pump, to Mr. Policeman. That's all you heard.

Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang.
Bone be me gang.
Bang, bang, bang, bang

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East 1999

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)

Layzie
East 1999 my niggas!
Think about back in the days when the year was '89. Little nigga on the grind, gotta get mine, doin' my crime with 2 in here, steady stackin' my ends, put my serve down on the Clair 9-9. Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone. Little Wally highrollers, and he wonder why niggas so strong. Krayzie Bone, stack, Rod J--much love, kept a nigga on his toes in the game. It's an everyday thang, when you let your nuts hang, gotta make a grand at least daily, man. Them Cleveland hustlas, never no bustas. Thug to the heartbeat of niggas from the Land fool, and the old school. Just serve out your sentence and be cool. Fuckin' with trues. Rest In Peace, little nigga Ripsta, stressed that Bone love. Smokin' on bud, 'cause a nigga Mo Thug callin' all my niggas when it's time to nut 'em. In the 9-9, haters gonna drop to the #1 with the gun, so run run. Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from, slangin' them dum-dums.

Krayzie
Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Raise up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don't stiff on the reefer. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Cops sweatin' me block. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve. Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. My niggas, it's crazy. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? (Pump.) It's Mr. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Eternally thugsta. East 1999 where (???).

Bizzy
Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Rippin' up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Lightin' they bodies--they burn, burn. And I guess that hood'll never learn. Gotta dip both them ones in sherm. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Roll up the window. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much love, much buck for them St. Clair thugs. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs.

Flesh
Done-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. We flippin' the scripts on over. See the Bone'll be never sober. Niggas told you, triggers showed you. East 9-9. Five soldiers.

Wish
Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Rollin' with me trues, drinkin' brews. Don't start no shit. We come equipped, so niggas, stay cool. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves.

Wish (Layzie & Krayzie)

Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4)
(East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8)

Krayzie
Niggas it's goin' down, up in the C-Town. Get 'em up with the thug (thug) and that nigga with the bud (bud). Get the fifth of Rose, but the liquor store closed and I'm all out the forty. Raise up, nigga. Burn up the buddah, smoke it all up. Nigga, don't stiff on the reefer. Mo! runnin' up outta the cut with this fresh sack of hydro, and this shit is creeper. Peep the street, bust again on Double Glock-glock with-ah-me rocks. Cops sweatin' me block. Copper better drop when the gunshot pop, blood, dumpin' the body and the bullshit stop. Whenever the trouble knocks with the po-po, niggas roll solo, split up, and swerve. Krayzie take caution. Take all my llello and tossed it. See none when they roll to the curb. Runnin', duckin', jumpin' up in the Land. My niggas, it's crazy. We slang and we buck and we bang on the Glock and my nigga, that's daily. Who the nigga with the twelve gauge? (Pump.) It's Mr. Sawed-off Leathaface, so you better pray. Eternally thugsta. East 1999 where (???).

Bizzy
Gotta give P's to them SCT's! and I roll, big thug on the Glock. Pump, blast for the cash, then I'll mash the gas, gotta dash away from them cops. Got Lil' Mo! Hart steadily flippin' off Rose. Rippin' up flesh with six blows. Rest, that thugsta, yes, I pump slugs, and I be druggin' 'em off in dumpsters. Fuck them po-po. Lightin' they bodies--they burn, burn. And I guess that hood'll never learn. Gotta dip both them ones in sherm. When I 'm on a mission for my city, bigger niggas be bailin' out with me. Roll up the window. The wind blow, fuckin' my indo, why that hittin' me? Even though the barrels of me twelve gauge are empty, me scandalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin', no fuckin' with the family. Now feel a nigga, understand me. Much love, much buck for them St. Clair thugs. East 99 is where you find me slangin' me muthafuckin' drugs.

Flesh
Done-done, leavin' the niggas stunned, cock & pop with-ah-me gun. They lettin' me leadin' they head off, and I gotsta have me fun, leavin' 'em hung. Breakin', fakin' you studio-gangsta bitch! Trick niggas they get picked. I'm hittin' the shit, and I split in the midst of the darkness. Consider me heartless. Oh, yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check. Better check your Rolex, your time now for givin' up respect to them SCT's from C-L-E. We're scandalous niggas that dwell, hail off on the far side, and bail leavin' the trail of the bloody victims. The fifth thug maulin' 'em all, and never they'll catch me slippin'. And sippin' a fifth of that wine, and nigga me dyin', and steadily trippin'. We flippin' the scripts on over. See the Bone'll be never sober. Niggas told you, triggers showed you. East 9-9. Five soldiers.

Wish
Murder one, redrum! Try to run and get away, but it's just too late. Watch out buckshots, when I come, buck-buck, better guard that fuckin' face! Dumpin' them slugs on you, fool. Rollin' with me trues, drinkin' brews. Don't start no shit. We come equipped, so niggas, stay cool. One-eighty-seven, you think that you're goin' to Heaven, put slugs all up in that chest, under hell is where you'll be dwellin'. Pop in them clip and them bodies me dumpin', watchin' you fall to the pave with me 9-milli pumpin'. Puttin' them bodies all off in them graves.

Wish (Layzie & Krayzie)

Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4)
(East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8)

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East 1999 (u-neek`s Last Dayz Remix)

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - If I Could Reach The World [single] (1999)

Wish (Layzie & Krayzie)

Cleveland is the city where we come from, so run, run. (run) (*4)
(East 99) East nineteen ninety-ninety nine nine nine nine (*8)

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Ecstasy

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

[Krayzie] What's happenin nigga?
[Dealer] Hell yeah, what's up my nigga?
Ain't notin just out here grindin, my nigga you know what it is
What's up nigga what you need?
[Krayzie] I need some weed
[Dealer] Aw, man I don't even fuck wit da weed no more
[Krayzie] What?
[Dealer] Aw, hell naw, man I got this new shit
Man this shit called ecstasy man
[Krayzie] Ecstasy, what?
[Dealer] Nigga this tha shit, man
Nigga this shit will have you on the level wit ya female and everythang, nigga
Look I'ma give you one of these muthafucka's let you try this muthafucka out, man
And I bet you be callin me tomorrow
talkin 'bout you wan't some more of this shit
Man I'm tellin you; shit have you on the level
Man you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit
Boy, I'm tellin you boy
[Krayzie] This nigga trippin
[Dealer] This shit will have you on the level
[Krayzie] Straight fuck it. Gimme one of them muthafuckas dere man
[Dealer] Here, take that one and call me in the morning nigga

[Krayzie Bone]
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I'm floatin in ecstasy. [4x]

[Krayzie Bone]
As you can see I took the pill (took the pill), right to the house
Grab a shot of liquor and pop pop popped it in my mouth
An' I'm thinkin to my self that this might be a waste of my time,
cause what if I don't even get high
Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high,
until I stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason
Now I'm tweakin, then I tried to walk but I was SSLLOOWW
I guess I'm floatin in ecstasy (Just like the nigga told me)

[Krayzie Bone

ECSTASY

5:44

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Btnhresurrection (2000)

Ecstasy [Explicit]

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Btnhresurrection [Expicit Version] (2000)

Krayzie "Krayzie The Dealer"
What’s happenin' nigga? "Hell yeah, what’s up my nigga? Ain’
t nothin’ just out here grindin my nigga, you know what it
is.” “What’s up nigga what you need?” I need some weed
nigga. “Aw man I don’t even fuck with the weed no more.”
What? “Aw hell no man I got this new shit man, this shit
called ecstasy man.” Ecstasy what… “Nigga this the shit (…
the fuck) I’m telling you.” “Nigga this shit’ll have you
on the level with your female and everything nigga.” “Look,
(This nigga trippin’) I’ma give you one of these
muthafuckas, let you try this muthafucka out man.” Man what
the fuck is this shit, this muthafuckin crack or something?
“And I’ll bet you’ll be calling me tomorrow talking about
you want some more of this shit.” “I’m telling you this
shit’ll have you on the level man, you need to put the weed
down and fuck with this shit boy, I’m telling you boy.”
(This nigga trippin’…) “I’m telling you boy, shit have you
on the level.” Fuck it, give me one of them muthafuckas then,
ain't no muthafuckin weed out here! “Here take that one and
call me in the morning nigga!”

I feel so “Z” (I feel so ziggety, ziggety, ziggety)…cause
I’m floatin’ in ecstasy, I’m floatin' in ecstasy (*4)
As you can see I took the pill, I took the pill, went right to
the house, house. Grabbed the shot of liquor, pop-pop-popped
it in my mouth. And I’m thinking to myself that this might be
a waste of my time, cause what if I don’t even get high.
Thirty minutes done went by, I didn’t even seem high. Until I
stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason now I’m
tweakin’. Then I tried to walk but I was slooow…I guess I’m
floatin’ in ecstasy. Just like that nigga told me.
Flesh [Krayzie]
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish…cause we floatin' in
ecstasy. [I'm floatin' in ecstasy.] (*4)

My nigga well I'll be doped (doped), and I'm tokin’ on
somethin'. Oh damn and it ain't no joke. Calico's and red
beams, and scopes for the niggas that want to rob me for my
mojo. Feeling so “Z”, ‘cause I'm floatin’ in Ecstasy, (All
right!) Ahh! My nigga just call up the homie to hook us up on
that liquid "G", and if these hoes don’t wanna sex me, they
gotta shake the spot quickly. I'm feelin’ my high, but I'm
also feelin’ way low, go down, I’m stuck in-between fuckin'
with Rose Royce and that ain't gon' ease my choice. Well, hell
just throw in a few more Diablos. Look at Flesh Bone so chill.
Adrenaline pumped through my body. Feelin’ hot and exotic
with an arced cock. I'm feelin' too sexy for my muthafuckin
self. Gotta find my bitch and I’m gonna fuck her ass to death!
Flesh [Krayzie]
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish…cause we floatin' in
Ecstasy. [I'm floatin' in ecstasy.] (*4)

Layzie
As soon as my niggas told me the level, I started to see the
devil. Nigga was floatin in ecstasy. Shit I took the pill,
couldn't feel nuttin' so I’m drinkin’. But about 30 more
minutes later, nigga was on the couch faintin’, palms sweaty.
Man why in the fuck y’all let me do this? I’m lookin at my
homegirl like I want her, nigga this some new shit (new shit).
I realized (realized, realized), nigga took one step and
started stumblin’. And I was tryin’ to call my niggas but
they couldn’t hear me so I guess I’m mumblin. Fall all off
into something. But I guess I’m on a mission, telling my
niggas that I love ‘em now but ain’t nobody listenin’.
Whistlin’, hangin’ out the window, need me some Indo to let
go. Lay, B, Sylk E Fine-ine-ine float in that expo. Knock,
knock knock at the door. (Who at the door?) But nigga was
paranoid so I grabbed the gun and bucked it at the floor. Ooh-
ee shit happens! My family got me faded. But I’m runnin’ to
see because--cause a nigga can’t take it (take it, take it),
shake it. If I can (huh?) but I’ll blend in with (what…huh…
what…huh?) the killers. And I wish E. was here to feel
pillish, pillish, pillish, pillish.

Wish
I (I) feel so violent, violent…fuckin’ with that ecstasy.
Come roll with me. I (I) feel so violent, violent…fuckin’
with that ecstasy. (*2)

I’ve been smokin’ weed for a very long time, why should I
change? And plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up ya brain,
brain. Not I, why should I just to get high when weed gets me
high when weed gets me high? “Nigga try this here,” they
said “Better than that there,” they said “You’d like it,
you’d like it,” so I tried it, I tried it. I thought this
shit'll have a nigga high and horny. I’m high but I’m too
high, wanna hurt somebody. Nigga you trip and get ahold of
that shit and ride that high, yeah. When I’m trippin’ nobody
moves, moves, won’t nobody get hurt.
Bizzy
Hoe's around. I'm yawnin’. Man she ain’t even in the car!
Baby hopefully we hide all the LSD. We should slow down. We
ridin’ on the highway, get the wheel so I can go down low and
on 70 my way. Tasha…shh, she twitchin', feelin so ziggety
ziggety ziggety drop these bitches, fuckin bitches pity. Be
pilled out, peelin' out, movin' slow and Bizzy be rock hard,
tongue wet let me go. We in the club drunk (drunk), fucked up,
and still rollin’. They know my pockets swollen, hold up,
show ‘em what we holdin. We rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ and
rollin’ rollin’ rollin’

I (Ah!) feel so ziggety ziggety ziggety I’ll be rollin' off
that ecstasy (*2)
And we rollin’ off that ecstasy. (*4)
Fuck it! Give me a pill nigga. Sock it to me! (Wooooo!) Oh
shit! Oh shit!

I feel so “Z” (I feel so ziggety, ziggety, ziggety)…cause
I’m floatin’ in ecstasy, I’m floatin' in ecstasy (*4)
As you can see I took the pill, I took the pill, went right to
the house, house. Grabbed the shot of liquor, pop-pop-popped
it in my mouth. And I’m thinking to myself that this might be
a waste of my time, cause what if I don’t even get high.
Thirty minutes done went by, I didn’t even seem high. Until I
stood up and looked at the ceiling for some reason now I’m
tweakin’. Then I tried to walk but I was slooow…I guess I’m
floatin’ in ecstasy. Just like that nigga told me.
Flesh [Krayzie]
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish…cause we floatin' in
ecstasy. [I'm floatin' in ecstasy.] (*4)

My nigga well I'll be doped (doped), and I'm tokin’ on
somethin'. Oh damn and it ain't no joke. Calico's and red
beams, and scopes for the niggas that want to rob me for my
mojo. Feeling so “Z”, ‘cause I'm floatin’ in Ecstasy, (All
right!) Ahh! My nigga just call up the homie to hook us up on
that liquid "G", and if these hoes don’t wanna sex me, they
gotta shake the spot quickly. I'm feelin’ my high, but I'm
also feelin’ way low, go down, I’m stuck in-between fuckin'
with Rose Royce and that ain't gon' ease my choice. Well, hell
just throw in a few more Diablos. Look at Flesh Bone so chill.
Adrenaline pumped through my body. Feelin’ hot and exotic
with an arced cock. I'm feelin' too sexy for my muthafuckin
self. Gotta find my bitch and I’m gonna fuck her ass to death!
Flesh [Krayzie]
I feel so pillish, pillish, pillish…cause we floatin' in
Ecstasy. [I'm floatin' in ecstasy.] (*4)

Layzie
As soon as my niggas told me the level, I started to see the
devil. Nigga was floatin in ecstasy. Shit I took the pill,
couldn't feel nuttin' so I’m drinkin’. But about 30 more
minutes later, nigga was on the couch faintin’, palms sweaty.
Man why in the fuck y’all let me do this? I’m lookin at my
homegirl like I want her, nigga this some new shit (new shit).
I realized (realized, realized), nigga took one step and
started stumblin’. And I was tryin’ to call my niggas but
they couldn’t hear me so I guess I’m mumblin. Fall all off
into something. But I guess I’m on a mission, telling my
niggas that I love ‘em now but ain’t nobody listenin’.
Whistlin’, hangin’ out the window, need me some Indo to let
go. Lay, B, Sylk E Fine-ine-ine float in that expo. Knock,
knock knock at the door. (Who at the door?) But nigga was
paranoid so I grabbed the gun and bucked it at the floor. Ooh-
ee shit happens! My family got me faded. But I’m runnin’ to
see because--cause a nigga can’t take it (take it, take it),
shake it. If I can (huh?) but I’ll blend in with (what…huh…
what…huh?) the killers. And I wish E. was here to feel
pillish, pillish, pillish, pillish.

Wish
I (I) feel so violent, violent…fuckin’ with that ecstasy.
Come roll with me. I (I) feel so violent, violent…fuckin’
with that ecstasy. (*2)

I’ve been smokin’ weed for a very long time, why should I
change? And plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up ya brain,
brain. Not I, why should I just to get high when weed gets me
high when weed gets me high? “Nigga try this here,” they
said “Better than that there,” they said “You’d like it,
you’d like it,” so I tried it, I tried it. I thought this
shit'll have a nigga high and horny. I’m high but I’m too
high, wanna hurt somebody. Nigga you trip and get ahold of
that shit and ride that high, yeah. When I’m trippin’ nobody
moves, moves, won’t nobody get hurt.
Bizzy
Hoe's around. I'm yawnin’. Man she ain’t even in the car!
Baby hopefully we hide all the LSD. We should slow down. We
ridin’ on the highway, get the wheel so I can go down low and
on 70 my way. Tasha…shh, she twitchin', feelin so ziggety
ziggety ziggety drop these bitches, fuckin bitches pity. Be
pilled out, peelin' out, movin' slow and Bizzy be rock hard,
tongue wet let me go. We in the club drunk (drunk), fucked up,
and still rollin’. They know my pockets swollen, hold up,
show ‘em what we holdin. We rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ and
rollin’ rollin’ rollin’

I (Ah!) feel so ziggety ziggety ziggety I’ll be rollin' off
that ecstasy (*2)
And we rollin’ off that ecstasy. (*4)
Fuck it! Give me a pill nigga. Sock it to me! (Wooooo!) Oh
shit! Oh shit!

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Eternal

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - E 1999 Eternal (1998)

Layzie (Spoken):
Where you from, nigga?
Straight from the muthafuckin' Land of the Heartless.
Five true thugs from the double-glock, (and you fall) ready to pop to the dome.
Eternally, it's on. Yeah!

Straight Mo Thug nigga, return from the Clair. Test this hustla--better not dare. We thug on the block, and distributin' llello. Little Layzie be there daily collectin' me bankroll. Rollin' with trues, nothin' to lose, nevertheless ain't about that talkin'. Screamin' out murder, comin' to serve ya, nigga, we told you. Bone be stalkin' sleepwalkin'. #1 Assassin pick up the pump and then causin' the twelve gauge eruption. Let loose with a buckshot blast and Bone up outta the cut, and me buckin'. Eternally here to stay in the khakis suits and the high-tech boots. Oops! I'm comin' with troops. Fools be ready to shoot, collectin' my loot. Blazin' up, burnin' my brain, that's the insane. I crept and I came. Niggas that fell off, they thought they can hang. Gettin' 'em slain, tryin' to fuck with the chain gang. Bang! Straight Land of the Heartless, where the thugs be thinkin' on executions, straight prosecution, Lil' Lay go buck and start confusion.

Krayzie (Layzie):
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (I swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Come swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim)

Bizzy:
(Pow, now) Come and then fall to me hollow points, now. Pow! Pullin' that body underground, put 'em in the grave, they lay away down. Clair playas, stay down. I'm one of the thuggest muthafuckas in your city in ah me strapped-back ride, ready. Be pap-pap in broad daylight. Chill with me, roll-roll-roll to the Boneyard. Hit that hydro. That's where all we bail, that's where all we sell, where I better keep that high on my mind, fried. Ride to the darkside. Feel the darkness?East 99. Mine the thugs, I loves 'em. Heartless, yeah! Follow me, now, and ride. Follow me, come inside. You can run, but won't escape alive. So many tried, but died.

Krayzie:
Niggas be runnin' and duckin' the bullets. They try to escape me, but only get sprayed. Gotta get away, when the po-pos chase me (chase me), so me ready with-a-me gauge. Bang-bang! Put 'em in a coffin. Buck, pump. Dumpin' they bodies, come again. Dumpin' they bodies, murder them, who in they posse? Thug, what? Check out the glock-glock, quick to hit it, we swang. Niggas slang that 'caine and remain, smoke bud all day and maintain. They come, they gun, they run from the po-po. Jump the fence hit ninety-fifth and now, nigga, let's roll some shit. Let's smoke. Out thuggin' for money, well damn, that's tellin' po-po back up off me. Nigga, me fucked up now. Little Tommy screamin' out, "Six-five!" That's when-a-me jumped up. I'm out, now. Little nigga playin' with them holice, hit the Clair, get 'em up with Bill, Will, Rod J. Nigga need some weed. That's funny, I ain't got no money. Nigga put me down, swing to the bus stop. Swig some brews. Really don't drink, but it's for me trues. Four crazy niggas with nothin' to lose.

Krayzie (Layzie):
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (I swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Come swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim) Pow!

Wish:
Hey, now from the C-Town. We be down, thug niggas know Strate came up. Nigga, wanna test? Must rest buckshots all in that chest, he's fucked up. Killas for the nigga that's real, ain't in with that Clair, bleed in the dump. Pop when they run, gun, bodies goin' fall. My Cleveland niggas, what's up? Get down for that thang in the game. Bang-bang if you have to. Beatin' niggas down in any town. Now don't let me catch you. Mentality straight from the C-Town where everyday niggas get beat down. Better think before you run up. I gun up. But I think he peeps game now. To the niggas, there's just nobody fuckin' with Bone. Swang with a click tight claim. It's on. Eternally flow style, nigga that's Bone.

Krayzie (Layzie):
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (I swang with a click tight claim.)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim.)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Come swang with a click tight claim.)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim.) Pow! (*3)

Layzie (Spoken):
Where you from, nigga?
Straight from the muthafuckin' Land of the Heartless.
Five true thugs from the double-glock, (and you fall) ready to pop to the dome.
Eternally, it's on. Yeah!

Straight Mo Thug nigga, return from the Clair. Test this hustla--better not dare. We thug on the block, and distributin' llello. Little Layzie be there daily collectin' me bankroll. Rollin' with trues, nothin' to lose, nevertheless ain't about that talkin'. Screamin' out murder, comin' to serve ya, nigga, we told you. Bone be stalkin' sleepwalkin'. #1 Assassin pick up the pump and then causin' the twelve gauge eruption. Let loose with a buckshot blast and Bone up outta the cut, and me buckin'. Eternally here to stay in the khakis suits and the high-tech boots. Oops! I'm comin' with troops. Fools be ready to shoot, collectin' my loot. Blazin' up, burnin' my brain, that's the insane. I crept and I came. Niggas that fell off, they thought they can hang. Gettin' 'em slain, tryin' to fuck with the chain gang. Bang! Straight Land of the Heartless, where the thugs be thinkin' on executions, straight prosecution, Lil' Lay go buck and start confusion.

Krayzie (Layzie):
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (I swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Come swang with a click tight claim)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim)

Bizzy:
(Pow, now) Come and then fall to me hollow points, now. Pow! Pullin' that body underground, put 'em in the grave, they lay away down. Clair playas, stay down. I'm one of the thuggest muthafuckas in your city in ah me strapped-back ride, ready. Be pap-pap in broad daylight. Chill with me, roll-roll-roll to the Boneyard. Hit that hydro. That's where all we bail, that's where all we sell, where I better keep that high on my mind, fried. Ride to the darkside. Feel the darkness?East 99. Mine the thugs, I loves 'em. Heartless, yeah! Follow me, now, and ride. Follow me, come inside. You can run, but won't escape alive. So many tried, but died.

Krayzie:
Niggas be runnin' and duckin' the bullets. They try to escape me, but only get sprayed. Gotta get away, when the po-pos chase me (chase me), so me ready with-a-me gauge. Bang-bang! Put 'em in a coffin. Buck, pump. Dumpin' they bodies, come again. Dumpin' they bodies, murder them, who in they posse? Thug, what? Check out the glock-glock, quick to hit it, we swang. Niggas slang that 'caine and remain, smoke bud all day and maintain. They come, they gun, they run from the po-po. Jump the fence hit ninety-fifth and now, nigga, let's roll some shit. Let's smoke. Out thuggin' for money, well damn, that's tellin' po-po back up off me. Nigga, me fucked up now. Little Tommy screamin' out, "Six-five!" That's when-a-me jumped up. I'm out, now. Little nigga playin' with them holice, hit the Clair, get 'em up with Bill, Will, Rod J. Nigga need some weed. That's funny, I ain't got no money. Nigga put me down, swing to the bus stop. Swig some brews. Really don't drink, but it's for me trues. Four crazy niggas with nothin' to lose.

Wish:
Hey, now from the C-Town. We be down, thug niggas know Strate came up. Nigga, wanna test? Must rest buckshots all in that chest, he's fucked up. Killas for the nigga that's real, ain't in with that Clair, bleed in the dump. Pop when they run, gun, bodies goin' fall. My Cleveland niggas, what's up? Get down for that thang in the game. Bang-bang if you have to. Beatin' niggas down in any town. Now don't let me catch you. Mentality straight from the C-Town where everyday niggas get beat down. Better think before you run up. I gun up. But I think he peeps game now. To the niggas, there's just nobody fuckin' with Bone. Swang with a click tight claim. It's on. Eternally flow style, nigga that's Bone.

Krayzie (Layzie):
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (I swang with a click tight claim.)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim.)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Come swang with a click tight claim.)
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. (Swang with a click tight claim.) Pow! (*3)

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Everytime

5:34

from Bone Thugs N Harmony 8집 - Uni5: The World`s Enemy (2010)

Everytime I, turn around
Everytime I, turn around
Everytime I, turn around
Everytime I, turn around

Everytime I turn my head, man
Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan
Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand
One after the other, harassin' a thugsta

At first they try to bring me in court for child support
Women deception and they lies
I'd rather keep my jim' in my shorts than save a hoe
I have to go and serve state time

There's always somebody talkin' 'bout you owe 'em
I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada
Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride
You better be thankful we even let y'all shine

Everytime I turn around there's somebody straight trippin'
Hatin' on a mission, fakin' on a nigga
They always talk with some dump in they mouth
Like Bone Thugs won't really turn it out

Go down like snitches, sheisty like bitches
They gotta realize that it's five of the realest
Everytime that I turn around
Somebody all up in my business

Actin' like you know me, I've never seen homie
He try to lean on me I'ma put the beam on him
Tele-screen on me, really if he only
Knew that we split him like a blunt then roll him

Everytime I turn around I see another phony
Thug haters really seem weak for the moment
Bone Thug niggas never beat, we told 'em
Guess they thinkin' niggaz was weak but we showed 'em

We on top it ain't no stoppin' us, the suckas wishin' we would go away
So they can flood the game with that garbage
I'm poppin' 'em, stoppin 'em, any day they wanna get with Kray
Kray, take action, Jackson

Everytime that I turn around
I'm duckin' haters over here, haters over there
Everywhere I turn they everywhere

Everytime that I turn around
Duckin' haters over here, haters over there
Everywhere I turn they everywhere

Everytime I turn around somebody doin' somethin' foul
I can't turn my back without these haters tryin' to shut me down
Plot and I watch, strategize but the clock
Is sayin' time don't wait for nothin', it don't stop

Crabs in a bucket make me wanna say fuck it
Like pop, pop, pop, pop, pop but y'all lucky
Eastside, front to back, we guard that
Don't nobody want you when yo' ass is broke flat?

Yeah, nigga all that, we livin' in a cruel world
It's rough in the ghetto but we put family first
When friends turn to foes and the enemy's exposed
That's when you gotta move on and kick dirt

My wife and my seeds dependin' on me
To make it home safe with them groceries
How it's 'posed to be, they ain't close to me
Yeah, I'm in association but I'm playin' for my own team

Too much division, head-on collisions
Is blockin' my visionary skills
Get back to the mission to pay my own bills
Stay on point and I guard my own grills

Skills I'm possessin', in my possession
Why they wanna rob a little nigga for the blessin'?
Who is you helpin', the world or yourself?
Put it on the table 'cause that's the real question

Everytime that I turn around
Turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, turn
Everytime that I turn, every time that I turn around
Everytime that I turn around

Keep it thuggin' green, nigga sweet, come get it
I wouldn't even take it if I wasn't gon' listen
But look here, this here, some of y'all garbage
I know you didn't feel it when a nigga didn't call ya

Keep your CD, save your money, it's hard to make a dollar
You wastin' your time, swallow your pride, be smart
You good to take advice? Alright, nigga get a job
And a message to the niggas tryin' to sue me

You make me hate the spotlight
'Cause I really wanna do you
Lazy ass bums, in the cut cowards
Back door pussies stretchin' them undeserved dollars

I know you want a taste, I'ma bring it to your face
Bring it to your face, say it to your face
I hear your little chatter sayin' that the Bone done
Smilin' in my presence hatin' on that thug love

But Bone got a category, fan base thug love
Hit the avenues, never done, let 'em know it
Y'all niggaz chump change, chase fame, earn mine
Within the right to take mine

Take it to the top with a dream from the block
Didn't believe, now they got they hands out
Make me feel bad with the weight on my shoulders
Damn, everytime I turn around

Everytime that I turn around
Gotta watch my back from these haters, cops and fakers
Come with the drama, nothin' can break us

Everytime that I turn around
Gotta watch my back from these haters, cops and fakers
Come with the drama, nothin can break us

Everytime I turn around
Somebody givin' me the rules, a new ordeal
The cops harassin', shakin' me down on parole
And put a nigga through the whole damn spiel

This kid lookin' polished
No wonder I got a rap sheet way more enough to fill an album
Stack keep it full throttle
They lookin' for the heat, that's why they got 'em, C-L-E my motto

Within the Lord I'll abide
Example of a good role model I'm tryin' to provide
But every time they pull me over, it's like I'm back on trial
They tryin' to catch a thug dirty while I'm ridin'

You see a nigga fully rehabilitated
Back reunited with my fam, still we are the greatest
Broke up then we woke up
Spoke up, niggas got it together and made up

Now we got 'em jumpin' back on the bandwagon
When we gon' drop? That's all they keep askin'
When we do this shit we'll hit the fan
Every sucka that hated on they gon' get a thrashin' now

Everytime I turn around
These biters tryin' to take our sound
But yo it ain't nothin' that can fade our style, my style

Everytime that I turn around
You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere

Everytime that I turn around
You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere

Everytime I turn around gotta listen to the sound
Of the negative crawlin' all over the ground
Like look what you did, let me enter in your kiss
Nigga save me, suck my what? I'll kill your babies nigga

So the wicked was the corner place, dweller place
Never gon' eat that, eat that
Satan the original serpent on his last track
Flat broke, dead on his back, crawlin' on his belly

Lookin' for his celly, I can call the telly
L.A., Kelly Rowland, rollin'
Next my ass, I know you bitch
You gets no ass, goin' down like Nelly

Everytime that I turn around
You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere

Everytime that I turn around
You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere
Everytime that I turn around
Everytime that I turn around

Everytime I, turn around
Everytime I, turn around
Everytime I, turn around
Everytime I, turn around

Everytime I turn my head, man
Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan
Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand
One after the other, harassin' a thugsta

At first they try to bring me in court for child support
Women deception and they lies
I'd rather keep my jim' in my shorts than save a hoe
I have to go and serve state time

There's always somebody talkin' 'bout you owe 'em
I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada
Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride
You better be thankful we even let y'all shine

Everytime I turn around there's somebody straight trippin'
Hatin' on a mission, fakin' on a nigga
They always talk with some dump in they mouth
Like Bone Thugs won't really turn it out

Go down like snitches, sheisty like bitches
They gotta realize that it's five of the realest
Everytime that I turn around
Somebody all up in my business

Actin' like you know me, I've never seen homie
He try to lean on me I'ma put the beam on him
Tele-screen on me, really if he only
Knew that we split him like a blunt then roll him

Everytime I turn around I see another phony
Thug haters really seem weak for the moment
Bone Thug niggas never beat, we told 'em
Guess they thinkin' niggaz was weak but we showed 'em

We on top it ain't no stoppin' us, the suckas wishin' we would go away
So they can flood the game with that garbage
I'm poppin' 'em, stoppin 'em, any day they wanna get with Kray
Kray, take action, Jackson

Everytime that I turn around
I'm duckin' haters over here, haters over there
Everywhere I turn they everywhere

Everytime that I turn around
Duckin' haters over here, haters over there
Everywhere I turn they everywhere

Everytime I turn around somebody doin' somethin' foul
I can't turn my back without these haters tryin' to shut me down
Plot and I watch, strategize but the clock
Is sayin' time don't wait for nothin', it don't stop

Crabs in a bucket make me wanna say fuck it
Like pop, pop, pop, pop, pop but y'all lucky
Eastside, front to back, we guard that
Don't nobody want you when yo' ass is broke flat?

Yeah, nigga all that, we livin' in a cruel world
It's rough in the ghetto but we put family first
When friends turn to foes and the enemy's exposed
That's when you gotta move on and kick dirt

My wife and my seeds dependin' on me
To make it home safe with them groceries
How it's 'posed to be, they ain't close to me
Yeah, I'm in association but I'm playin' for my own team

Too much division, head-on collisions
Is blockin' my visionary skills
Get back to the mission to pay my own bills
Stay on point and I guard my own grills

Skills I'm possessin', in my possession
Why they wanna rob a little nigga for the blessin'?
Who is you helpin', the world or yourself?
Put it on the table 'cause that's the real question

Everytime that I turn around
Turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, turn
Everytime that I turn, every time that I turn around
Everytime that I turn around

Keep it thuggin' green, nigga sweet, come get it
I wouldn't even take it if I wasn't gon' listen
But look here, this here, some of y'all garbage
I know you didn't feel it when a nigga didn't call ya

Keep your CD, save your money, it's hard to make a dollar
You wastin' your time, swallow your pride, be smart
You good to take advice? Alright, nigga get a job
And a message to the niggas tryin' to sue me

You make me hate the spotlight
'Cause I really wanna do you
Lazy ass bums, in the cut cowards
Back door pussies stretchin' them undeserved dollars

I know you want a taste, I'ma bring it to your face
Bring it to your face, say it to your face
I hear your little chatter sayin' that the Bone done
Smilin' in my presence hatin' on that thug love

But Bone got a category, fan base thug love
Hit the avenues, never done, let 'em know it
Y'all niggaz chump change, chase fame, earn mine
Within the right to take mine

Take it to the top with a dream from the block
Didn't believe, now they got they hands out
Make me feel bad with the weight on my shoulders
Damn, everytime I turn around

Everytime that I turn around
Gotta watch my back from these haters, cops and fakers
Come with the drama, nothin' can break us

Everytime that I turn around
Gotta watch my back from these haters, cops and fakers
Come with the drama, nothin can break us

Everytime I turn around
Somebody givin' me the rules, a new ordeal
The cops harassin', shakin' me down on parole
And put a nigga through the whole damn spiel

This kid lookin' polished
No wonder I got a rap sheet way more enough to fill an album
Stack keep it full throttle
They lookin' for the heat, that's why they got 'em, C-L-E my motto

Within the Lord I'll abide
Example of a good role model I'm tryin' to provide
But every time they pull me over, it's like I'm back on trial
They tryin' to catch a thug dirty while I'm ridin'

You see a nigga fully rehabilitated
Back reunited with my fam, still we are the greatest
Broke up then we woke up
Spoke up, niggas got it together and made up

Now we got 'em jumpin' back on the bandwagon
When we gon' drop? That's all they keep askin'
When we do this shit we'll hit the fan
Every sucka that hated on they gon' get a thrashin' now

Everytime I turn around
These biters tryin' to take our sound
But yo it ain't nothin' that can fade our style, my style

Everytime that I turn around
You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere

Everytime I turn around gotta listen to the sound
Of the negative crawlin' all over the ground
Like look what you did, let me enter in your kiss
Nigga save me, suck my what? I'll kill your babies nigga

So the wicked was the corner place, dweller place
Never gon' eat that, eat that
Satan the original serpent on his last track
Flat broke, dead on his back, crawlin' on his belly

Lookin' for his celly, I can call the telly
L.A., Kelly Rowland, rollin'
Next my ass, I know you bitch
You gets no ass, goin' down like Nelly

Everytime that I turn around
You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere

Everytime that I turn around
You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my derriere
Everytime that I turn around
Everytime that I turn around

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Evil Paradise

4:48

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Life, life, life, life
(What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do, what ya gonna do?)
Or death, death, death, death Life, life, life, life
(When murda, murda comez foe you, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you?) Or death, death, death, death?
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)

And this will belong in time, can ya feel tha painz of our life
been in wined, and ya thought of dyin', my my my
Have ya thought of dyin'? Let's not visualize
If you feel me! Then ya betta wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
If you feel me! Then ya betta get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Can you visualize your own pain, could ya imagine
breathin' yo' last breath, I bet ya, ya can't you don't wanna stay
Dear Lord, cannot stand, goin' to hell. It's comin', yes it's comin
No look what we've done, what have we done?
Amongst our sin, why here, we follow people for starez, don't stare
No mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Evil is lurkin', lurkin', lurkin
We can run but can't escape tha beast, no
Tickin' by that snake in tha grass, that snake in tha grass
by that snake in tha grass. Better sticked, and missed his ass

Fast blast, I leave my cash
Cause my dayz of livin' broke is all in tha past
So I gotta keep my mind up on my money, it's survival of tha fittest
could I. One of tha realest are ya dayz of drug dealin
Like in '89, now it's almost 1999, new Millennium
Fuck the luck, cause they be gettin em
Sendin' demonz str8 to hell, let them burn in Hades
Worried enough, we called in jail, Lord bless our babies
Lord pleaze bless our babies

(Wish): Who it be, givin you that new shit ya love?
Who it be, givin' you that new shit ya never heard of
Clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody, clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody
St. Clair we speak, we speak, wishing wishing...
we're takin' over, over
Betta run with this shit, with this shit
Or get road over, road over
So we, puttin' it down for me
Anybody wants to get, my mama trust the army, we deadly
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)
Life, life, life, life (What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do)
(what ya gonna do?) Or death, death, death, death?
Life, life, life, life (When murda, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you, murda come foe you?)
Or death, death, death, death? (Leave me alone)
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. Ringaling, ah ling, me alone

(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. (Leave me alone)
Feel tha thunder in tha sky We party overtime
No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)

And this will belong in time, can ya feel tha painz of our life
been in wined, and ya thought of dyin', my my my
Have ya thought of dyin'? Let's not visualize
If you feel me! Then ya betta wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
If you feel me! Then ya betta get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Can you visualize your own pain, could ya imagine
breathin' yo' last breath, I bet ya, ya can't you don't wanna stay
Dear Lord, cannot stand, goin' to hell. It's comin', yes it's comin
No look what we've done, what have we done?
Amongst our sin, why here, we follow people for starez, don't stare
No mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Evil is lurkin', lurkin', lurkin
We can run but can't escape tha beast, no
Tickin' by that snake in tha grass, that snake in tha grass
by that snake in tha grass. Better sticked, and missed his ass

Fast blast, I leave my cash
Cause my dayz of livin' broke is all in tha past
So I gotta keep my mind up on my money, it's survival of tha fittest
could I. One of tha realest are ya dayz of drug dealin
Like in '89, now it's almost 1999, new Millennium
Fuck the luck, cause they be gettin em
Sendin' demonz str8 to hell, let them burn in Hades
Worried enough, we called in jail, Lord bless our babies
Lord pleaze bless our babies

(Wish): Who it be, givin you that new shit ya love?
Who it be, givin' you that new shit ya never heard of
Clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody, clap yo' handz foe Bone everybody
St. Clair we speak, we speak, wishing wishing...
we're takin' over, over
Betta run with this shit, with this shit
Or get road over, road over
So we, puttin' it down for me
Anybody wants to get, my mama trust the army, we deadly
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
(Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky
We party overtime No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)
Life, life, life, life (What ya gonna do, what ya gonna do)
(what ya gonna do?) Or death, death, death, death?
Life, life, life, life (When murda, murda comez foe you)
(murda comez foe you, murda come foe you?)
Or death, death, death, death? (Leave me alone)
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. Ringaling, ah ling, me alone

(Leave me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone
Ringaling, ah ling, me alone. (Leave me alone)
Feel tha thunder in tha sky We party overtime
No more Evil Paradise We party overtime(x2)

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F---Tha Police (Remix)

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.

Krayzie:
Yo, fuck the police, comin' straight from the underground. A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color. Some police think they have the authority to kill a minority, but muthafucka mad, 'cause I ain't the one for a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun to be beatin' on and thrown in jail. But we can go toe to toe in the middle of the cell. Fuckin' with a nigga, 'cause a nigga turned major, and got a little bit of money and they play us, search a nigga car, lookin' for a product, thinkin' every thug nigga sellin' narcotics. They'd rather see me in the pen, than me blowin' indo rollin' in my Benz-o. I send the police to the grave, and when I'm finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down and grab on his nuts. And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none, but don't let it be a black and a white one, 'cause they'll slam ya down to the street t
op. Black police showin' out for the white cop, but Krayzie Bone will swarm on any muthafucka in a blue uniform. Just 'cause I'm from the C-L-E, the punk muthafuckas are afraid of me, huh. A young nigga on the warpath, and when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath of cops dying around my way. Yo, bitch, I got somethin' to say:

[Sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.

Krayzie and Layzie:
Fuck the police and Bone said it with authority, 'cause the niggas on the street is a majority, a gang, and it's whenever I'm steppin' that a muthafuckin' weapon is kept in the stash spot for the so-called law, wishin' Bone was some niggas that they never saw. Lights start flashin' behind me, but they scared of a nigga, so they mase me to blind me, but that shit don't work. I just laugh, and plus, it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path. The police, I'm sayin', "Fuck you, punk." Readin' my rights and shit. It's all junk. Pullin' out a silly club, so you stand with a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand, but take off the gun, so we can see what's up, and I'll go at it, punk, and I'm a fuck you up. Made ya think I'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and Bone's gon' blast. I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime, and I'm a smoke 'em now and not next time. Smoke any muthafucka that sweats me and any asshole that threatens me. I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope, takin' out a cop or two. They can'
t fuck with me. The muthafuckin' killa that's mad with potential to get bad as fuck. Now I'm a turn it around--dig in the clip, yo, and this is the sound: [Two Gunshots.] Yeah, somethin' like that, but it all depends on the size of the strap. Takin' out a police will make my day, and the niggas like Bone, don't give a fuck to say . . .

[Sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.

Layzie:
I'm tired of these muthafuckin' jackins. Sweatin' my thug, while we be thuggin' in the shack and shinin' the lights in my face and for what? Maybe it's because I'm kickin' so much butt. I kick ass, nigga. Maybe, 'cause I blast on a stupid-ass nigga when I'm playin' with the trigger of an uzi or an AK, 'cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say. They pull out my picture with silence, 'cause my identity along with my groups causes violence. It's Bone with the criminal behavior. Yeah, I'm thugsta, nigga, but still I got flavor. Without a gun and a badge, what do you got? A nigga in a uniform waitin' to get shot by me or one of my niggas, and with a gat it don't matter if you're smaller or bigger.
Krayzie:
Size don't mean shit. I'm from the old school, fool.
Layzie:
And as you all know, Layzie Bone came to rule. Whenever I'm rollin', keep on lookin' in your mirror, and ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a dumb muthafucka with a gun. And when I'm rollin' off the Eight, you'll be the one that I take out, and then I get away, and while I'm drivin' off laughin', this is what I say, believe that . . .

[Sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.

Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.

Krayzie:
Yo, fuck the police, comin' straight from the underground. A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color. Some police think they have the authority to kill a minority, but muthafucka mad, 'cause I ain't the one for a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun to be beatin' on and thrown in jail. But we can go toe to toe in the middle of the cell. Fuckin' with a nigga, 'cause a nigga turned major, and got a little bit of money and they play us, search a nigga car, lookin' for a product, thinkin' every thug nigga sellin' narcotics. They'd rather see me in the pen, than me blowin' indo rollin' in my Benz-o. I send the police to the grave, and when I'm finished, nigga, bring the yellow tape to tape off the scene of the slaughter, still gettin' swoll off bread and water. I don't know if they fags or what--search a nigga down and grab on his nuts. And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none, but don't let it be a black and a white one, 'cause they'll slam ya down to the street t
op. Black police showin' out for the white cop, but Krayzie Bone will swarm on any muthafucka in a blue uniform. Just 'cause I'm from the C-L-E, the punk muthafuckas are afraid of me, huh. A young nigga on the warpath, and when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath of cops dying around my way. Yo, bitch, I got somethin' to say:

[Sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.

Krayzie and Layzie:
Fuck the police and Bone said it with authority, 'cause the niggas on the street is a majority, a gang, and it's whenever I'm steppin' that a muthafuckin' weapon is kept in the stash spot for the so-called law, wishin' Bone was some niggas that they never saw. Lights start flashin' behind me, but they scared of a nigga, so they mase me to blind me, but that shit don't work. I just laugh, and plus, it gives 'em a hint not to step in my path. The police, I'm sayin', "Fuck you, punk." Readin' my rights and shit. It's all junk. Pullin' out a silly club, so you stand with a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand, but take off the gun, so we can see what's up, and I'll go at it, punk, and I'm a fuck you up. Made ya think I'm a kick your ass, and drop the gat, and Bone's gon' blast. I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime, and I'm a smoke 'em now and not next time. Smoke any muthafucka that sweats me and any asshole that threatens me. I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope, takin' out a cop or two. They can'
t fuck with me. The muthafuckin' killa that's mad with potential to get bad as fuck. Now I'm a turn it around--dig in the clip, yo, and this is the sound: [Two Gunshots.] Yeah, somethin' like that, but it all depends on the size of the strap. Takin' out a police will make my day, and the niggas like Bone, don't give a fuck to say . . .

[Sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.

Layzie:
I'm tired of these muthafuckin' jackins. Sweatin' my thug, while we be thuggin' in the shack and shinin' the lights in my face and for what? Maybe it's because I'm kickin' so much butt. I kick ass, nigga. Maybe, 'cause I blast on a stupid-ass nigga when I'm playin' with the trigger of an uzi or an AK, 'cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say. They pull out my picture with silence, 'cause my identity along with my groups causes violence. It's Bone with the criminal behavior. Yeah, I'm thugsta, nigga, but still I got flavor. Without a gun and a badge, what do you got? A nigga in a uniform waitin' to get shot by me or one of my niggas, and with a gat it don't matter if you're smaller or bigger.
Krayzie:
Size don't mean shit. I'm from the old school, fool.
Layzie:
And as you all know, Layzie Bone came to rule. Whenever I'm rollin', keep on lookin' in your mirror, and ears on cue, yo, so I can hear a dumb muthafucka with a gun. And when I'm rollin' off the Eight, you'll be the one that I take out, and then I get away, and while I'm drivin' off laughin', this is what I say, believe that . . .

[Sirens blaring.]
Layzie:
Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . .
Krayzie:
Surprise.
You're muthafuckin' right.

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Facts Don't Lie

3:42

from Bone Thugs N Harmony 8집 - Uni5: The World`s Enemy (2010)

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

Hey, run up on me nigga
You better be ready with your heat
If you wanna know if I'm really a G
Then get out your car and come see

And I'm like a battering ram
Knockin' them bustas flat on their back
I'll show 'em how bad I am
The baddest when it comes to this rap

My nigga now Flesh is home
Bizzy Bone, he's still insane
And I'm still hangin' with with Lay
This nigga Wish Bone, he ain't changed

D.J. U, Neek supplied the beat
That nigga's still creepin' up on a come up
(Yeah)
They sayin' the thugstas fell off, they washed up, they done
What? We claimed and we say the game is done

A hot rapper that ain't used Bone's flow?
Name me one, I'll wait
Nigga it is what it is, we made it do what it do
Just remember this here, uh, huh

This for my aces and my spades, all of my N.W.A's
All of my above the law niggas knowin' the tricks of the trade
Hey, it's like a pay day nigga
Flesh gon' call it a lay day, nigga

I'ma call it a Kray day nigga, you Bizzy
Wishin', this mayday, nigga
I got an AK, nigga, like my name was Jeremy
My heart like Stew's nigga so these niggas is scared of me

They don't compare to me
Never gonna get ahead of me
Money the mission, it better be
Livin' my life heavenly

These streets is watchin' me, studyin' B-O-N-E
The hustle is really in me, so money we makin' plenty
'Bout the skills and the bills, still collectin' for the thrill
So ill with the real, I just tell the bear to chill

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

My niggas we at you on a do or die mission
It's about to get ugly for you, we threw the bait
And they took it now since they hooked
Flesh will cut 'em up something lovely

And serve em one hell of a platter, worse than a natural disaster
They should've expected this chapter
But there's no way to prepare plus they game ain't ready for it Themoriginal thugs, got something that'll shut all you bitch niggas up

Trust, that facts don't lie, stack's about to take flight
No tellin' how long that ass'll gone nap
When I cut off your fuckin' light switch

Shakin' you niggas up with each medley
So heavy it's deadly still the rawest of reaper melody
Fresh off the main line from the pen
And the county right back to the block
No matter where we at we holdin' it down 'G'

Some of you niggas got soldiers
How many of you got it that need to have a hole in 'em
Wanna lay back, wanna stretch that
And pop a cold one, huh

Like fuck, ain't too many that can walk in my shoes
I never think of losin', I do my part with a lot heart
So I suggest you stay up out of my ozone
And listen so it's clearly in the block with that top gone

Don't pretend I'll bust first 'cause that's
If they do fear and now you wanna argue
Getting back would be my new career retire on that ass
You sick with that flow but I'm so quick with that grab and blast

You sensitive niggas get shattered like broken glass
So we can do my thugstas like, whoa
Silence is all you hear and ain't nobody talking
You just gone, play with me, nigga

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie, don't lie)

These are the signs of time, time, time
These are the signs of time, time, time
These are the signs of time, time, time
These are the signs of time, time, time

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

Hey, run up on me nigga
You better be ready with your heat
If you wanna know if I'm really a G
Then get out your car and come see

And I'm like a battering ram
Knockin' them bustas flat on their back
I'll show 'em how bad I am
The baddest when it comes to this rap

My nigga now Flesh is home
Bizzy Bone, he's still insane
And I'm still hangin' with with Lay
This nigga Wish Bone, he ain't changed

D.J. U, Neek supplied the beat
That nigga's still creepin' up on a come up
(Yeah)
They sayin' the thugstas fell off, they washed up, they done
What? We claimed and we say the game is done

A hot rapper that ain't used Bone's flow?
Name me one, I'll wait
Nigga it is what it is, we made it do what it do
Just remember this here, uh, huh

This for my aces and my spades, all of my N.W.A's
All of my above the law niggas knowin' the tricks of the trade
Hey, it's like a pay day nigga
Flesh gon' call it a lay day, nigga

I'ma call it a Kray day nigga, you Bizzy
Wishin', this mayday, nigga
I got an AK, nigga, like my name was Jeremy
My heart like Stew's nigga so these niggas is scared of me

They don't compare to me
Never gonna get ahead of me
Money the mission, it better be
Livin' my life heavenly

These streets is watchin' me, studyin' B-O-N-E
The hustle is really in me, so money we makin' plenty
'Bout the skills and the bills, still collectin' for the thrill
So ill with the real, I just tell the bear to chill

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

My niggas we at you on a do or die mission
It's about to get ugly for you, we threw the bait
And they took it now since they hooked
Flesh will cut 'em up something lovely

And serve em one hell of a platter, worse than a natural disaster
They should've expected this chapter
But there's no way to prepare plus they game ain't ready for it Themoriginal thugs, got something that'll shut all you bitch niggas up

Trust, that facts don't lie, stack's about to take flight
No tellin' how long that ass'll gone nap
When I cut off your fuckin' light switch

Shakin' you niggas up with each medley
So heavy it's deadly still the rawest of reaper melody
Fresh off the main line from the pen
And the county right back to the block
No matter where we at we holdin' it down 'G'

Some of you niggas got soldiers
How many of you got it that need to have a hole in 'em
Wanna lay back, wanna stretch that
And pop a cold one, huh

Like fuck, ain't too many that can walk in my shoes
I never think of losin', I do my part with a lot heart
So I suggest you stay up out of my ozone
And listen so it's clearly in the block with that top gone

Don't pretend I'll bust first 'cause that's
If they do fear and now you wanna argue
Getting back would be my new career retire on that ass
You sick with that flow but I'm so quick with that grab and blast

You sensitive niggas get shattered like broken glass
So we can do my thugstas like, whoa
Silence is all you hear and ain't nobody talking
You just gone, play with me, nigga

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie)

'Creepin' on a come up'
From sun up to sundown
Movin', we get up and get around
(Facts don't lie)

Where snoozin' is for losers
That's something we can't allow
No matter what, we holdin' it down
(Facts don't lie, don't lie)

These are the signs of time, time, time
These are the signs of time, time, time
These are the signs of time, time, time
These are the signs of time, time, time

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Family Tree

5:54

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

(Krayzie) (chorus)
Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family
my family, this is my family this is my family my family
(Layzie)
Lord help me make up my mind
which way do I turn when there’s so much stress
surroundin’ me daily? This world’s so cruel and shady
and I really do miss my baby baby boy, oh boy
me and yo’ baby brother we keeps it real
You’ll always be our lil’ nigga, and I know yo’ mama miss ya
Picture the day when I get my callin’ but until then
I guess i’m stuck [Oh Fuck]
The (team) knew I meant so much when I get to Heaven they’re
Boy what’s up? We can ride and roll, I know
without this Po-Po trailin’, bailin’
although in heaven betcha that’s a promise
Comin’ with tha bombs(bombs) niggaz can’t test this
creep if heat is all ya need
Rollin with tha niggaz that pack the heat
and the sack of weed straight out of control
Test tha souls, hoes, nigga rolls, playa haters
and tha po-po as well
Figure need mail everybody need mail and we livin’ in hell
nigga really can’t tell, so I
Prepare for the worst and hope for the best
and the rest as written, some wanna treat my
like I’m forbidden, but I’m just lookin’ for the shit that’s hidden
Could I be? Come a little bit closer
why you cautious when you approaches?
Is ya scared of tha fact we soldiers Mo’ Thug
breakaz fittin’ ta take shit over
Under my halo pray mo’ say Mo’ Thug wit love
to tha depth that tha game goes
Die all you hoes, foes, and you po-pos.

(w/ Ken Dawg) Nigga better roll than get rolled over
we shuttin’ shit down, and you
know a nigga love to get buck wild
pow come fuck wit me now [now, now]

(Krayzie)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..

(Bizzy)
Thug loves it my hood is drug prison (?)
is my mission, we heatin’ shit why vision?
Be crooked ever hanous sin is beginnin’ of my endin’ (?)
Why is my mind spinnin? (?)I’ll say hey, fuck it
my family ain’t livin’ for nothin’ but strugglin
was one of the reasons I’m thuggin
instead of (straight) hustlin’ what was i luvin Somebody tell me somethin
what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what’ll you touch me
you’ll fuck it all up for the love of (lust)
hoes I love you so, but unlike my friend you’re just my foe
Peace till the end of the road cause we’re all gone
But no, nigga don’t lose your (soul)
But it so slow Trust in mine, alright then we can roll.[roll, roll]

(Krayzie)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..

(Wish)
Cause you’re, too young,mama, and daddy, when ya
lay down and (have some eggs?) and I remember y’all breakin’ up
Doin’it layin’ down. What went wrong?
Was it me? But I ain’t mad at’cha
cause outta all that shit I got two sista’s and a brother
and I learned to harmony
On the streets, on tha Clair, that’s where
I’m from y’all, on the streets of tha Clair
that’s where I met Bone Thugs y’all it’s gettin’ time to be a man
gotta get out tha house cause I can’t stand mommy’s man
he talks with his hand
Come come creep on tha streets with me
that’s where I learned how to sell drugs
it’s where I learned how to (pull/pump) slugs
it’s necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine
so I creep and I (grind) (?) give it up but get down
And I know that shit was wrong but
don’t blame me, blame tha thugsta in me
Cause that’s where that shit comes from [comes from]
Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin’ but survivors, (?)
we survivors,that’s why we be..

(Krayzie)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..

Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy
don’t fuck around and get zipped in a body bag off in tha grave and yo
brains’ll be hangin’ damaged by bodies dragged off
Everyday we see mo’ niggaz hatin’, fakin’, playa
(hation’) it’s getting contagious, why do these niggaz
think they can break us
When I grab my pump y’all niggaz better try to grab
what’s left of yo’ chest
niggaz be talkin’ and then
they get caught up in shit,
now meet them faces of death
We let’em keep talkin’ man they dog us man it’s all the same
But what did we gain by givin’ you niggaz fame?

( [Flesh] So we let the records show)
Tha 44 magnum tag’em (stacked) like them
niggaz that try to compete with the platinum hollerin
callin’ me follow me down to tha corner slip
up and you’re gonna get blasted
What do you wanna test me for? Jealous then nigga drop
Nigga we picture platinum despite em triggers be cocked everytime
To tha 99 times out of 100 we gon’ hit somebody,
somebody gon take us too [Yeah] y’all niggaz get carried off wit them bodies mo mileage
y’all finally smokin’ that grass
Nigga pass tha (pump)
aye rep (we takin) a loss and wakin up in
their coffin.
Oh nigga that try get to spanked and get diss man but when we come they run
but we’re gonna catch’em and one day
God forgive me I don’t know what got to me, but then me thinkin they'll all fall down way down face down, ain’t got nothin but love them niggaz
wanna test my nuts sayin’ nigga you know that[that, that, that]
You know we gettin them [say nigga you know that, that, that, that]
bad, bad. Them thugs them niggaz
[ I figures you knowthat, that, that,that] (?). Layzie take the body bag
[You niggaz should know that,that, that, that]
Yeah,yeah,[my niggaz you know that, you know that, that, that, that]
yeah yeah. It’s 19 90 90 90 90 90...it’s almost
1990 90 90 90 90, it’s almost 1990 90 90 9 9 9 9... [FART]

(w/ Ken Dawg) Nigga better roll than get rolled over
we shuttin’ shit down, and you
know a nigga love to get buck wild
pow come fuck wit me now [now, now]

(Krayzie)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my family, my family..

(Bizzy)
Thug loves it my hood is drug prison  (?)
is my mission, we heatin’ shit why vision?
Be crooked ever hanous sin is beginnin’ of my endin’ (?)
Why is my mind spinnin? (?)I’ll say hey, fuck it
my family ain’t livin’ for nothin’ but strugglin
was one of the reasons I’m thuggin
instead of (straight) hustlin’ what was i luvin Somebody tell me somethin
what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what’ll you touch me
you’ll fuck it all up for the love of (lust)
hoes I love you so, but unlike my friend you’re just my foe
Peace till the end of the road cause we’re all gone
But no, nigga don’t lose your (soul)
But it so slow Trust in mine, alright then we can roll.[roll, roll]

(Wish)
Cause you’re, too young,mama, and daddy, when ya
lay down and (have some eggs?) and I remember y’all breakin’ up
Doin’it layin’ down. What went wrong?
Was it me? But I ain’t mad at’cha
cause outta all that shit I got two sista’s and a brother
and I learned to harmony
On the streets, on tha Clair, that’s where
I’m from y’all, on the streets of tha Clair
that’s where I met Bone Thugs y’all it’s gettin’ time to be a man
gotta get out tha house cause I can’t stand mommy’s man
he talks with his hand
Come come creep on tha streets with me
that’s where I learned how to sell drugs
it’s where I learned how to (pull/pump) slugs
it’s necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine
so I creep and I (grind) (?) give it up but get down
And I know that shit was wrong but
don’t blame me, blame tha thugsta in me
Cause that’s where that shit comes from [comes from]
Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin’ but survivors, (?)
we survivors,that’s why we be..

Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy
don’t fuck around and get zipped in a body bag off in tha grave and yo
brains’ll be hangin’ damaged by bodies dragged off
Everyday we see mo’ niggaz hatin’, fakin’, playa
(hation’) it’s getting contagious, why do these niggaz
think they can break us
When I grab my pump y’all niggaz better try to grab
what’s left of yo’ chest 
niggaz be talkin’ and then
they get caught up in shit,
now meet them faces of death
We let’em keep talkin’ man they dog us man it’s all the same
But what did we gain by givin’ you niggaz fame?

( [Flesh] So we let the records show)
Tha 44 magnum tag’em (stacked) like them
niggaz that try to compete with the platinum hollerin
callin’ me follow me down to tha corner slip
up and you’re gonna get blasted
What do you wanna test me for? Jealous then nigga drop
Nigga we picture platinum despite em triggers be cocked everytime
To tha 99 times out of 100 we gon’ hit somebody,
somebody gon take us too [Yeah] y’all niggaz get carried off wit them bodies mo mileage 
y’all finally smokin’ that grass
Nigga pass tha (pump) 
aye rep (we takin) a loss and wakin up in
their coffin. 
Oh nigga that try get to spanked and get diss man but when we come they run
but we’re gonna catch’em and one day 
God forgive me I don’t know what got to me, but then me thinkin they'll all fall down way down face down, ain’t got nothin but love them niggaz
wanna test my nuts sayin’ nigga you know that[that, that, that]
You know we gettin them [say nigga you know that, that, that, that]
bad, bad. Them thugs them niggaz
[ I figures you knowthat, that, that,that] (?). Layzie take the body bag
[You niggaz should know that,that, that, that]
Yeah,yeah,[my niggaz you know that, you know that, that, that, that]
yeah yeah. It’s 19 90 90 90 90 90...it’s almost
1990 90 90 90 90, it’s almost 1990 90 90 9 9 9 9... [FART]

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Fearless [Interlude]

0:34

from Bone Thugs N Harmony 8집 - Uni5: The World`s Enemy (2010)

Fire	Bone Thugs N Harmony

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)

[Hook - Krayzie Bone]
FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE! Burn, baby, BURN!
Burn, baby, BURN! Burn, baby, BURN! BURN!
Yeah, we got that FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE! Burn, baby, BURN!
Burn, baby, BURN! Burn, baby, BURN! BURN!

[Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone]
[Both] The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof)
[Kray] I'll heat ya block with heat so, hot, hot, hot...
[Both] The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof)
[Wish] Me squeeze one shot, and leave ya not, not, not...

[Krayzie Bone]
Anywhere you wanna do it, nigga we can get it poppin like a firecracker!
But I'm wild, I get at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya
Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya - dead!
Never comin back here, sendin out last year
Took a look at the competition, there was none there
So a nigga hit the hood, let it rumble in the streets
To let everybody know, we keep heat!
Nigga got that fire, fire baby! Got that fire fire baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby, baby, baby...
Try to test me and I bet you get burned!
And at the same time learn, that I'm not that nigga
Nigga on it for reala, you wanna deal with the killa
Give the scrilla to me, really, I get 'em, I get up in 'em!
They betta be able to handle the heat
cause we gon take it to a million degrees!
Somebody betta go and call the fire department
Them Bone niggaz all knock shit on FIRE!

[Chorus - Krayzie Bone]
[Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone]

[Layzie Bone]
lil L-Burna finna burn it up, we got 'em runnin to the radio to turn it up!

Like "is it really them thugs?" Yeah nigga this us!
And when we come with the heat, we gon burn ya up!
Finna do damage cause I'm a certified criminal
I know it's illegal, but I'ma leave a nigga critical
Put the gun down, nigga we can get physical
Bullshit, tricked ya - bang! You invisible!
Disappear like the rest of these niggaz that are turnin to ghosts
Cause they can't come close to the original nine-nine
You know where to find mine, I'm strapped with a four-five
I'm posted with that fire, fire, baby! That fire, fire, baby!
That fire, fire, baby! That fire, fire, baby...
I ain't even gotta tell y'all niggaz that the rhythm that I ride to the beat be scorchin!
Like the middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch, no shade and your body be torchin!
Keep my name out ya mouth with that he say, she say, nigga better peep what we say!
F**k around and get caught up in the heatwave, y'all nigga better not try to be brave!

[Chorus - Krayzie Bone]
[Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone]

[Wish Bone]
Ahhhhh!
Let me tell ya somthin, nigga, if the fire's started
I'm the nigga with the matches, let it flame up!
Scare me, scare whoever shot, before you pull it
better know what you're gon do and who's who
Guaranteed to bring the flames, got that fire
when you're listening, yes that-that fire, fire
You don't like me, so what? Act up, fire gon make ya hate me...
F**k sick shit up, move up, burn shit down, spark it up!
Then ya lay down.. cause I got that fire, fire, fire baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby...
And I'm old school, still don't believe me
then ya let it all burn, then there's no clues
Gotta do what its gon do, and that's burn, baby, burn!
No questions, that's juks, snitches talk, thugs get to walkin
Them other niggaz gon get served in the chalk
But not me, no witnesses, thugs, so burn, burn!

[Hook - Krayzie Bone]
FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE! Burn, baby, BURN!
Burn, baby, BURN! Burn, baby, BURN! BURN!
Yeah, we got that FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE! Burn, baby, BURN!
Burn, baby, BURN! Burn, baby, BURN! BURN!

[Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone]
[Both] The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof)
[Kray] I'll heat ya block with heat so, hot, hot, hot...
[Both] The roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof), the roof, (the roof)
[Wish] Me squeeze one shot, and leave ya not, not, not...

[Krayzie Bone]
Anywhere you wanna do it, nigga we can get it poppin like a firecracker!
But I'm wild, I get at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya
Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya - dead!
Never comin back here, sendin out last year
Took a look at the competition, there was none there
So a nigga hit the hood, let it rumble in the streets
To let everybody know, we keep heat!
Nigga got that fire, fire baby! Got that fire fire baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby, baby, baby...
Try to test me and I bet you get burned!
And at the same time learn, that I'm not that nigga
Nigga on it for reala, you wanna deal with the killa
Give the scrilla to me, really, I get 'em, I get up in 'em!
They betta be able to handle the heat
cause we gon take it to a million degrees!
Somebody betta go and call the fire department
Them Bone niggaz all knock shit on FIRE!

[Chorus - Krayzie Bone]
[Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone]

[Layzie Bone]
lil L-Burna finna burn it up, we got 'em runnin to the radio to turn it up!

Like "is it really them thugs?" Yeah nigga this us!
And when we come with the heat, we gon burn ya up!
Finna do damage cause I'm a certified criminal
I know it's illegal, but I'ma leave a nigga critical
Put the gun down, nigga we can get physical
Bullshit, tricked ya - bang! You invisible!
Disappear like the rest of these niggaz that are turnin to ghosts
Cause they can't come close to the original nine-nine
You know where to find mine, I'm strapped with a four-five
I'm posted with that fire, fire, baby! That fire, fire, baby!
That fire, fire, baby! That fire, fire, baby...
I ain't even gotta tell y'all niggaz that the rhythm that I ride to the beat be scorchin!
Like the middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch, no shade and your body be torchin!
Keep my name out ya mouth with that he say, she say, nigga better peep what we say!
F**k around and get caught up in the heatwave, y'all nigga better not try to be brave!

[Chorus - Krayzie Bone]
[Bridge - Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone]

[Wish Bone]
Ahhhhh!
Let me tell ya somthin, nigga, if the fire's started
I'm the nigga with the matches, let it flame up!
Scare me, scare whoever shot, before you pull it
better know what you're gon do and who's who
Guaranteed to bring the flames, got that fire
when you're listening, yes that-that fire, fire
You don't like me, so what? Act up, fire gon make ya hate me...
F**k sick shit up, move up, burn shit down, spark it up!
Then ya lay down.. cause I got that fire, fire, fire baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby...
And I'm old school, still don't believe me
then ya let it all burn, then there's no clues
Gotta do what its gon do, and that's burn, baby, burn!
No questions, that's juks, snitches talk, thugs get to walkin
Them other niggaz gon get served in the chalk
But not me, no witnesses, thugs, so burn, burn!

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Flow Motion

3:09

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)

Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow
I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo

[Layzie]
Layzie Bone is in the house
I'm gettin it starrrted up
And it's my parrrt of the cut to let you know
That the (harrrder not to haul), you're stuck
I get the gauge, and let it blast
And get you shot, and then you drop
You're popped, so now I got to free the block
I'm breakin' 'em, takin' 'em, makin' 'em
Fakin' 'em, shakin' 'em off
To a new height, I rocks the mic, yes I'm hype
I love to write, so don't you bite
Yeah, I'm the Bone, that nigga
That's on the microphone
You shoulda known, you're fuckin with me
Yeah, it's on
'Cause I got Krayzie and Bizzy Bone without a doubt
Wish Bone, and my bigger brother Stan Howse
So call your posse
You gonna need 'em when the Bone's approachin'
'Cause I be doin a flow motion

[Wish]
We never get caught whenever we run
Because we throw bolo
I'm hypin' 'em up, and strikin' 'em up
To keep 'em in flow mo
You step and you're stuck
Now, what in the fuck
Is up with this dumb shit?
I'm packin' a nine most all of the time
now back up bitch
I'm locked down all the time because
I might go psycho, for drinkin' that Cisco
and poppin' my pistol, you're claimin you're rough
I'm callin' your bluff
So, what's up, sucka?
I'm callin' my niggas, pullin' them
Triggas quick in the mutha fucka

I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo

[Bizzy]
A 187, A lesson for niggas who think they get with the Bone
The weapon is kept in a trench and, so gimme the gat
At once you're shown there's nothing flow like flow mo
I roll with the Bone, no never go solo
Time and time again, think I'm gonna need for smoke 'em
So, so, no, no, 'cause I don't think that
Biz will ever back down, you cross our ways
So you sing, then you chill in the background
I'm psycho and like no (?) on my level
Let's meet in the cemetery
And no, don't forget the shovels (Layzie: I'm diggin a ditch]
for the sucka who thought that they could fade me
Chillin with my nigga Wish, Layzie and Krayzie
The gauge be pointed at your temple in our land
My F-L-O-M-O-T-I-O-N can

Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow...

[Krayzie]
Well it's the nigga the nigga the nigga the once again
And niggas they pick up the pen and they try to contend
'Cause so (?) when there's a MAC-10
It's blastin', pick up my gun
And now you're running now from the assassin
Pumpin' the clip and you askin'
"Who in the fuck was that masked man?"
The nigga that pulled the trigga
'Cause I'm slimmer they figured they bigger
But when you can see the real killer is peelin' your cap
Nigga that's runnin' the pack
They step so pack the gat, tossin' ya life
I proceed with the murders, servin' off in a coffin
You're fucked, because your niggas
They heard that I buck
So don't think you'll win when I got my steel
And I'm feelin it, when you feelin' a pain
well, like I'm insane
And know I can throw the gauge if you complain
There's never another to go with a brother
While smutherin' suckers been goin' undercover
We leave 'em in gutters, ain't going to get caught
But who was the sucka that's squealed on a murder?
Well, 187 The weapon is kept and ya step and get learned a lesson
I grab my Smith & Wesson
For punks that run to test
And so punks get ready to drop
'Cause I'm on a roll and you'll get smoked
And I'm kickin a gangsta twist
Let's keep 'em moving in flow motion

Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow
I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo

[Layzie]
Layzie Bone is in the house
I'm gettin it starrrted up
And it's my parrrt of the cut to let you know
That the (harrrder not to haul), you're stuck
I get the gauge, and let it blast
And get you shot, and then you drop
You're popped, so now I got to free the block
I'm breakin' 'em, takin' 'em, makin' 'em
Fakin' 'em, shakin' 'em off
To a new height, I rocks the mic, yes I'm hype
I love to write, so don't you bite
Yeah, I'm the Bone, that nigga
That's on the microphone
You shoulda known, you're fuckin with me
Yeah, it's on
'Cause I got Krayzie and Bizzy Bone without a doubt
Wish Bone, and my bigger brother Stan Howse
So call your posse
You gonna need 'em when the Bone's approachin'
'Cause I be doin a flow motion

[Wish]
We never get caught whenever we run
Because we throw bolo
I'm hypin' 'em up, and strikin' 'em up
To keep 'em in flow mo
You step and you're stuck
Now, what in the fuck
Is up with this dumb shit?
I'm packin' a nine most all of the time
now back up bitch
I'm locked down all the time because
I might go psycho, for drinkin' that Cisco
and poppin' my pistol, you're claimin you're rough
I'm callin' your bluff
So, what's up, sucka?
I'm callin' my niggas, pullin' them
Triggas quick in the mutha fucka

I flow (flow) when I go (go) in flow mo

[Bizzy]
A 187, A lesson for niggas who think they get with the Bone
The weapon is kept in a trench and, so gimme the gat
At once you're shown there's nothing flow like flow mo
I roll with the Bone, no never go solo
Time and time again, think I'm gonna need for smoke 'em
So, so, no, no, 'cause I don't think that
Biz will ever back down, you cross our ways
So you sing, then you chill in the background
I'm psycho and like no (?) on my level
Let's meet in the cemetery
And no, don't forget the shovels (Layzie: I'm diggin a ditch]
for the sucka who thought that they could fade me
Chillin with my nigga Wish, Layzie and Krayzie
The gauge be pointed at your temple in our land
My F-L-O-M-O-T-I-O-N can

Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow...

[Krayzie]
Well it's the nigga the nigga the nigga the once again
And niggas they pick up the pen and they try to contend
'Cause so (?) when there's a MAC-10
It's blastin', pick up my gun
And now you're running now from the assassin
Pumpin' the clip and you askin'
"Who in the fuck was that masked man?"
The nigga that pulled the trigga
'Cause I'm slimmer they figured they bigger
But when you can see the real killer is peelin' your cap
Nigga that's runnin' the pack
They step so pack the gat, tossin' ya life
I proceed with the murders, servin' off in a coffin
You're fucked, because your niggas
They heard that I buck
So don't think you'll win when I got my steel
And I'm feelin it, when you feelin' a pain
well, like I'm insane
And know I can throw the gauge if you complain
There's never another to go with a brother
While smutherin' suckers been goin' undercover
We leave 'em in gutters, ain't going to get caught
But who was the sucka that's squealed on a murder?
Well, 187 The weapon is kept and ya step and get learned a lesson
I grab my Smith & Wesson
For punks that run to test
And so punks get ready to drop
'Cause I'm on a roll and you'll get smoked
And I'm kickin a gangsta twist
Let's keep 'em moving in flow motion

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Flowmotion

작곡:A. Henderson,C. Scruggs,S. Howse

3:09

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)

Flow round by the wind
(Flowmotion)
Flow round by the wind
(Flowmotion)

Who is that ckun wit the tongue like the double edge sword?
Talkin' out the neck like we wouldn't push forward
But we murdered you *** and rap suckas, while you ***
And we leave our competition where there was none for us

*** got board back to the hood
With the thugs and fiends sold crack in the hood
Took my money and my trophies and my plaques to the hood
*** weren't goin' out Hollywood, not Bone

We keep it gutta thuggish, ruggish from the 99
My paper hustle been around the world a couple of times
Check the record, you can see I'm workin' double time
Give 'em something they can feel when I'm on the grind

Let the gangstas ride in the summa time
Shine real bright if you wanna get down
Let the top back slow, take a drag of the dro
Flippin' hard time now, you can burn that now

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

Try and keep up to the rhythm of the ***, really figga you handle
I?ll make you an example, sample
When I stomp on these, some *** at random
Clear mother mend the anotha to get the phantom family

See me and I got to run in hood, while they run around
They comin' at cha wit a sound like thunder
Strike like lightin', hit 'em and they wonder where they at
Now all them thuggish, ruggish *** come from Bone, Bone

Never be anotha that can *** wit them Thug brothas
They all the same, they talk a lot but never got the balls to play
Better not look at all this weight
No not this way

But if they ever fizzle to the gristle
Blow the whistle on the Swizzle, it's official
And we back to get it crackin' in the middle of the action
We got you in flowmotion

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

Point your fist, pull your pistol, put ch'ya finger in the middle
I'am show you how to disrespect a issue, f***
Let me loose, *** a lawsuit, I gotta get 'em lay 'em up
Some where, we cap spinnin', you ain't get it

Hospital rehab
He alright, one to the chest, to the knee cap
I?ma keep it raw so you know you better back off
Swish said get 'em so you know we 'bout to bite chyaw

FS stepped up, fear when we roll up
Everybody roll up, everybody toast up
Get it twist a ***, pay attention to when you leave
Wit your grill-less and feelings hurt and shirt fulla dirt
***, we work wit witch-it

I?ma busta *** be first
Back again gotta be heard
Had an intermission but it's over
It's over, back the flowmotion on em'

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

Flow round by the wind
(Flowmotion)
Flow round by the wind
(Flowmotion)

Who is that ckun wit the tongue like the double edge sword?
Talkin' out the neck like we wouldn't push forward
But we murdered you *** and rap suckas, while you ***
And we leave our competition where there was none for us

*** got board back to the hood
With the thugs and fiends sold crack in the hood
Took my money and my trophies and my plaques to the hood
*** weren't goin' out Hollywood, not Bone

We keep it gutta thuggish, ruggish from the 99
My paper hustle been around the world a couple of times
Check the record, you can see I'm workin' double time
Give 'em something they can feel when I'm on the grind

Let the gangstas ride in the summa time
Shine real bright if you wanna get down
Let the top back slow, take a drag of the dro
Flippin' hard time now, you can burn that now

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

Try and keep up to the rhythm of the ***, really figga you handle
I?ll make you an example, sample
When I stomp on these, some *** at random
Clear mother mend the anotha to get the phantom family

See me and I got to run in hood, while they run around
They comin' at cha wit a sound like thunder
Strike like lightin', hit 'em and they wonder where they at
Now all them thuggish, ruggish *** come from Bone, Bone

Never be anotha that can *** wit them Thug brothas
They all the same, they talk a lot but never got the balls to play
Better not look at all this weight
No not this way

But if they ever fizzle to the gristle
Blow the whistle on the Swizzle, it's official
And we back to get it crackin' in the middle of the action
We got you in flowmotion

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

Point your fist, pull your pistol, put ch'ya finger in the middle
I'am show you how to disrespect a issue, f***
Let me loose, *** a lawsuit, I gotta get 'em lay 'em up
Some where, we cap spinnin', you ain't get it

Hospital rehab
He alright, one to the chest, to the knee cap
I?ma keep it raw so you know you better back off
Swish said get 'em so you know we 'bout to bite chyaw

FS stepped up, fear when we roll up
Everybody roll up, everybody toast up
Get it twist a ***, pay attention to when you leave
Wit your grill-less and feelings hurt and shirt fulla dirt
***, we work wit witch-it

I?ma busta *** be first
Back again gotta be heard
Had an intermission but it's over
It's over, back the flowmotion on em'

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

I flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flow)
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Round by the wind)
I flow when I go in flo' mo'
I flow, flow when I go in flo' mo'
(Flowmotion)

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Foe Tha Love Of $

4:32

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)

For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.

Flesh:
Gotta get on the grind, pop in the clip of my nine, and bitch if you slip, you hit the chalk and fall in the nighttime. Gotta get mine,
ain't takin' no shorts or no losses. Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at home, polishin' the MAC-1O chrome. Gotta lick
we can hit, so bring your shit, 'cause once again, it's on. To the dome with a fifth of (burb), my wig to the curb, so we swerve
and rolled out to pick up the triple-six thug and follow the murder for robbin' the dopehouse. Smoke jump outta me bong, so
high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge. I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay. Pullin' in the
driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up. Bulldozed through the living room, hopped out of the car, and started
to blow up. Buck, buck, and a kabloom, me blew all them bodies all over the room. Them doomed. And gotta move fast,
why? The po-po's comin'. Snatch up me yummy, so nigga, don't think it's funny. I'm comin' up quick in the nine-quat, 'cause
Flesh be lovin' this money, this money.

Layzie:
I'm givin' up love to the hustlas, all them St.Clair thugstas, makin' that money, stayin' on your feet. And you better believe gotta
have that cheese for the green leaves, never catch me sleep. Stay on the grind, get mine, stayin' down for my crime, and I hit
up the nine nine, givin' up that 1lello, makin' me sale--twenties, nickels and dimes. Beat up and stick up a lick up, that
two-eleven, gotta get what's mine, then bailin'. Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin', feelin' one-eight-seven. That's how it is, and I
gotsta have it in the nine-quat. Mission: to check a mill and still be real. Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin' on a come up,
won't sleep 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme, gotta make some green, 'cause soldiers
nut up. What up? Gotta get that business on, even though the buddah run me, stun me, feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for the
love of the money.

For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.

Eazy-E:
Standin' on the corner, straight slangin' rocks. Aw, shit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops, so I dash, I duck, and I hides
behind a tree, makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me. Now my fat sack of rocks--hell, yeah, I stuffed 'em. Police on my

draws. I had to pause, and yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em. Now my game is tight. Tight as fuck is my game.
Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric Wright it's all the same. Now, niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip. I gotta have it, bitch.
for the love of this shit. Muthafucka!

Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.

Bizzy:
When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime. Follow me down the nine nine, and you will find all
of me kind. Check out the Ripsta, now, drop down. Run 'em up outta me hood. Rip's straight when I'm makin' me grip with a
me click, rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be. Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood. Got nothin' to lose, bitch. Ya
better respect Rip, or ya best just check this slug. It's goin' down, steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang.
Bang. Gotta make that money, man. It's still the same, steady runnin' thangs wild. And follow me now, while I take ya up into
a barrel of a gun, see. For the dub, you're done. For the bud, I run, for the love of my money.

Krayzie:
Nigga down for my thang off in this thug game. So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the days
when niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid. Runnin' to my side, lil' nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for
money. You give up the cash, oh, that was your ass, 'cause me and my nigga was hungry. And, bitch, if you're stallin', you
might just catch one to the temple, and um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make this shit simple and run. To catch one nigga,
me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers. Remember: me killa, now. For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get
richer, 'cause, bitch, you were slippin'. I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down. Steady robbin' and stealin', makin' a killin'.
Nigga drugdealin', needin' a million. Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'. For the money, these niggas be sellin' off in the
cut, where you find a nigga thuggin' off in braids and skullies, and when I stick ya and lick ya, remember: I get 'em up for the
love of money.

For the love of money.

Krayzie:
Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats, nigga, yeah, rollin' with Ruthless Records in this bitch. My niggas,
Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Wish Bone, and Flesh-n-Bone. And I'm that nigga, Krayzie Bone, in the muthafuckin' house.

For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.

Flesh:
Gotta get on the grind, pop in the clip of my nine, and bitch if you slip, you hit the chalk and fall in the nighttime. Gotta get mine,
ain't takin' no shorts or no losses. Hop on the phone, callin' my nigga, Sin, at home, polishin' the MAC-1O chrome. Gotta lick
we can hit, so bring your shit, 'cause once again, it's on. To the dome with a fifth of (burb), my wig to the curb, so we swerve
and rolled out to pick up the triple-six thug and follow the murder for robbin' the dopehouse. Smoke jump outta me bong, so
high, now comin' to slay with four grenades and a gauge. I'm a play, watch all 'em fall in the grave and lay. Pullin' in the
driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up. Bulldozed through the living room, hopped out of the car, and started
to blow up. Buck, buck, and a kabloom, me blew all them bodies all over the room. Them doomed. And gotta move fast,
why? The po-po's comin'. Snatch up me yummy, so nigga, don't think it's funny. I'm comin' up quick in the nine-quat, 'cause
Flesh be lovin' this money, this money.

Layzie:
I'm givin' up love to the hustlas, all them St.Clair thugstas, makin' that money, stayin' on your feet. And you better believe gotta
have that cheese for the green leaves, never catch me sleep. Stay on the grind, get mine, stayin' down for my crime, and I hit
up the nine nine, givin' up that 1lello, makin' me sale--twenties, nickels and dimes. Beat up and stick up a lick up, that
two-eleven, gotta get what's mine, then bailin'. Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin', feelin' one-eight-seven. That's how it is, and I
gotsta have it in the nine-quat. Mission: to check a mill and still be real. Thuggin' on the glock-glock, creepin' on a come up,
won't sleep 'til I'm done up, gotta blaze me blunt up, hunt up another plot and scheme, gotta make some green, 'cause soldiers
nut up. What up? Gotta get that business on, even though the buddah run me, stun me, feelin' lovely, but I'm just in it for the
love of the money.

For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.

Eazy-E:
Standin' on the corner, straight slangin' rocks. Aw, shit! Here comes the muthafuckin' cops, so I dash, I duck, and I hides
behind a tree, makin' sure the muthafuckas don't see me. Now my fat sack of rocks--hell, yeah, I stuffed 'em. Police on my

draws. I had to pause, and yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em. Now my game is tight. Tight as fuck is my game.
Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric Wright it's all the same. Now, niggas might trip on how I stacks my grip. I gotta have it, bitch.
for the love of this shit. Muthafucka!

Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man. 
It's still the same, now.

Bizzy:
When dough got me thugsta, thuggish ways, down for my crime everytime. Follow me down the nine nine, and you will find all
of me kind. Check out the Ripsta, now, drop down. Run 'em up outta me hood. Rip's straight when I'm makin' me grip with a
me click, rollin' with Ruthless, the thug I be. Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood. Got nothin' to lose, bitch. Ya
better respect Rip, or ya best just check this slug. It's goin' down, steady pump and peel rounds, gunnin' with a me gang.
Bang. Gotta make that money, man. It's still the same, steady runnin' thangs wild. And follow me now, while I take ya up into
a barrel of a gun, see. For the dub, you're done. For the bud, I run, for the love of my money.

Krayzie:
Nigga down for my thang off in this thug game. So peep as me creep and me crawlin' off on the mission to back in the days
when niggas was bailin' with sawed-offs and wanted to get paid. Runnin' to my side, lil' nigga, Ripsta, both on the mission for
money. You give up the cash, oh, that was your ass, 'cause me and my nigga was hungry. And, bitch, if you're stallin', you
might just catch one to the temple, and um, Bone raw doggin', so nigga just make this shit simple and run. To catch one nigga,
me fill 'em with bullets and dump 'em in rivers. Remember: me killa, now. For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get
richer, 'cause, bitch, you were slippin'. I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down. Steady robbin' and stealin', makin' a killin'.
Nigga drugdealin', needin' a million. Hustlin' drugs when the thugs be chillin'. For the money, these niggas be sellin' off in the
cut, where you find a nigga thuggin' off in braids and skullies, and when I stick ya and lick ya, remember: I get 'em up for the
love of money.

For the love of money.

Krayzie:
Yeah, Bone in the muthafuckin' house for the nine-quats, nigga, yeah, rollin' with Ruthless Records in this bitch. My niggas,
Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone, Wish Bone, and Flesh-n-Bone. And I'm that nigga, Krayzie Bone, in the muthafuckin' house.

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Foe Tha Love Of $ Featuring Eazy-E

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

Friends

5:10

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Chorus: Bone Thugs

Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on?
(Ones you can depend on?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them?
(How many of us have them?)
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends,
before we go any further, let's talk about friends.

[Bizzy]
My mind can't hate 'em, and even all ah tha people gotta support me
when I'm gonna buck it all tha way ta depend
I don't needin' no friend, I
Friends, deep with tha sand in tha ships
So win again, and again, and will ah me friend
Can I get ah witness to knowin' my friend
I trust no cops, not even the one I had to fold
She won't groan, no oh, it was probably me so we go
We know what we know, and tha day ya brotha zapped me
and it's yo' aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati
and why'd you trap me (didn't she?) And I'm out there robbing
ready foe tha war, and then analyze my fresh style, be browsing
Enemiez test and watch out foe my friendz

[Wish]
Bet I got my friends, bet I got mine, bet I got mine, yeah
We straight up killers, we realer
we just want tha money, y'all hataz we don't deserve 'em
Murda one, if we fin' ta go murda dem all, dey fall
They wanna see tha Bone fall, y'all
but nah, we too Bone, I remember, back a lil' ways
when we were so hungry, when we were so hungry
But now thank The Lord, my thugs we got money, we got money, hey
We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay
Watch if I miss ya, hit chya
bet one of these thug-niggaz get wit' chya
How ya feel about murda, man?
It's still tha same, you fukk wit' us, wang bangarang
It's like suicide nigga do or die
When ya fukkin' wit' mine, we gon' ride in the end
Somebody gon' die tonight, don't be fuckin wit my friends

(Chorus)

[Layzie]
I can tell, wit' tha devil, I'm doin' is workin', Lurkin', approachin
me like I must suffer, but in order ta prevent event, and your told
to repent. 'Cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that's my friend
till tha end. Rollin' in my Benz, neva thought what was next to occur
Young entrepeneur, who defeat through tha bloody blood, we ready foe
divide and conquer. Playa hation, infiltration, any situation, y'all
muthafukkaz bring, go prepare foe eternal warfare, and I really don't
care, 'cause I'm sayin' my prayer to tha Man Upstairz
Keepin' my niggaz out here so strong, and doin' this pain
and strain to survive. Lookin' out foe each-other everyday
and our people's comin' up readin' The Bible
Willin' ta die, if tha wicked is near me, if y'all eva try
ta come wit' some crooked condition
What it is, just ta book ah thug
Come ah little bit closer nigga
take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished
Bone Thugs all tha way 'till tha end, and again, and again, and again
and again, don't try ta come between my, my.

(Chorus)

[Krayzie]
Momma told me watch yo' friends
They can be enemiez within
quick to pretend like they fit in
Get in, they put it all to an end
I know ya kinda choosed survival, pinned ya
Nigga done tried ta infiltrate tha clique, we gonna get chya
No Evil! Get's in me, apart from my people
Militant that's how we choose to roll, and we road warriorz
about tha war, tha war, tha war
When you call my name I will be there, I'll be there
Neva got to worry 'bout nobody else
Indeed, and though I know I want mo' time
I need mo' time. Sweat about Armageddon
it's gonna get us, are you ready? What about yo' friends? Friends
'till tha very end, through tha freezin' wicked windz
wicked windz. What about yo' friends?

[Flesh~N~Bone]
I've been ready wit' ah bang, I'm here ta bring all tha noize
Don't think you can avoid tha wrath, then get 'em with tha math
not that tha fact that tha skiez be shorted
Thoughted tha coast was clear, but you couldn't see ah hidden Flesh
thought if you'd been in silence
Longer they know that to you, host preapared to crept in yo' crib
Till then and they wanted ta see tha violence
Droppin', gettin' locked and get in stayed in asylum
Livin' life on under tha hill. Release that trail
and one ah my niggaz been in celled, because I stay high
smoke, enhale. And I may break it wit' ah nigga, will he suffer
don't make no mistake, or don't faim his spray
Anticipation ta get you sprayed, but what if he hesitate?
Make my day. They lay, any nigga they would
It be easy ta pick up ah tune. When do we end?
Will they come get this shit done, and over ah partner
must ah been one of my friends
Betta watch yo' back, otha people you think are yo' homiez
open my fist I can pin when ya fallin
I said only Mo' Thug aloud, and only we Souljahz can roll gee

Chorus: Bone Thugs

Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them? 
(How many of us have them?) 
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on? 
(Ones you can depend on?) 
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, how many of us have them? 
(How many of us have them?) 
Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, 
before we go any further, let's talk about friends.

[Bizzy]
My mind can't hate 'em, and even all ah tha people gotta support me
when I'm gonna buck it all tha way ta depend
I don't needin' no friend, I
Friends, deep with tha sand in tha ships
So win again, and again, and will ah me friend
Can I get ah witness to knowin' my friend
I trust no cops, not even the one I had to fold
She won't groan, no oh, it was probably me so we go
We know what we know, and tha day ya brotha zapped me
and it's yo' aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati
and why'd you trap me (didn't she?) And I'm out there robbing
ready foe tha war, and then analyze my fresh style, be browsing
Enemiez test and watch out foe my friendz

[Wish]
Bet I got my friends, bet I got mine, bet I got mine, yeah
We straight up killers, we realer
we just want tha money, y'all hataz we don't deserve 'em
Murda one, if we fin' ta go murda dem all, dey fall
They wanna see tha Bone fall, y'all
but nah, we too Bone, I remember, back a lil' ways 
when we were so hungry, when we were so hungry
But now thank The Lord, my thugs we got money, we got money, hey
We got money to parlay, we got money to parlay
Watch if I miss ya, hit chya
bet one of these thug-niggaz get wit' chya
How ya feel about murda, man? 
It's still tha same, you fukk wit' us, wang bangarang
It's like suicide nigga do or die
When ya fukkin' wit' mine, we gon' ride in the end
Somebody gon' die tonight, don't be fuckin wit my friends

(Chorus)

[Layzie]
I can tell, wit' tha devil, I'm doin' is workin', Lurkin', approachin
me like I must suffer, but in order ta prevent event, and your told
to repent. 'Cause I gotta protect my fortune, and that's my friend
till tha end. Rollin' in my Benz, neva thought what was next to occur
Young entrepeneur, who defeat through tha bloody blood, we ready foe
divide and conquer. Playa hation, infiltration, any situation, y'all
muthafukkaz bring, go prepare foe eternal warfare, and I really don't
care, 'cause I'm sayin' my prayer to tha Man Upstairz
Keepin' my niggaz out here so strong, and doin' this pain
and strain to survive. Lookin' out foe each-other everyday
and our people's comin' up readin' The Bible
Willin' ta die, if tha wicked is near me, if y'all eva try
ta come wit' some crooked condition
What it is, just ta book ah thug
Come ah little bit closer nigga
take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished
Bone Thugs all tha way 'till tha end, and again, and again, and again
and again, don't try ta come between my, my.

(Chorus)

[Krayzie]
Momma told me watch yo' friends
They can be enemiez within
quick to pretend like they fit in
Get in, they put it all to an end
I know ya kinda choosed survival, pinned ya
Nigga done tried ta infiltrate tha clique, we gonna get chya
No Evil! Get's in me, apart from my people
Militant that's how we choose to roll, and we road warriorz
about tha war, tha war, tha war
When you call my name I will be there, I'll be there
Neva got to worry 'bout nobody else
Indeed, and though I know I want mo' time
I need mo' time. Sweat about Armageddon
it's gonna get us, are you ready? What about yo' friends? Friends
'till tha very end, through tha freezin' wicked windz
wicked windz. What about yo' friends?

[Flesh~N~Bone]
I've been ready wit' ah bang, I'm here ta bring all tha noize
Don't think you can avoid tha wrath, then get 'em with tha math
not that tha fact that tha skiez be shorted
Thoughted tha coast was clear, but you couldn't see ah hidden Flesh
thought if you'd been in silence
Longer they know that to you, host preapared to crept in yo' crib
Till then and they wanted ta see tha violence
Droppin', gettin' locked and get in stayed in asylum
Livin' life on under tha hill. Release that trail
and one ah my niggaz been in celled, because I stay high
smoke, enhale. And I may break it wit' ah nigga, will he suffer
don't make no mistake, or don't faim his spray
Anticipation ta get you sprayed, but what if he hesitate?
Make my day. They lay, any nigga they would
It be easy ta pick up ah tune. When do we end?
Will they come get this shit done, and over ah partner
must ah been one of my friends
Betta watch yo' back, otha people you think are yo' homiez
open my fist I can pin when ya fallin
I said only Mo' Thug aloud, and only we Souljahz can roll gee

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Get Cha Thug On

4:02

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit,
that's why we kick in the hood where thugstas play
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air, Yeah, Yeah
But we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit,
but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on

Let's go, Now we down to ride
Everybody, swear to God that I'm down for mine
But I feel the Lord done bless me
We marchin' soldiers [soldiers]
Can't fuck with nothin' but them warriors [warriors]
What you thought, nigga?
And if they can't sit down with the buck to the bang, bloody redrum
And I make a little change.
Gotta watch for the cops, there will be some, [damn!]
Duck that ass when I shoot, no longer and I just let loose
No longer can I just buck buck at you
Cause law got bitches bulletproof
Got shit to prove, got shit to move,
make a move, playa hater, and we watchin' you
But don't you think I won't pull my shit, split your shit
That's how y'all fuckin' with thugsta's shit
Better quit that shit
Or we come and come, shit gon' be hummin', hum
And I know you don't want that, feel my warning..

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

It's so amazing [amazing]
I can thug forever and ever
You can't really blame me, baby
It's just the thugsta in me [in me]

Now, that's not all we do
Cause thugstas still, true
We like to ride around floss a little bit,
smoke a little bit, drink a little bit. Nigga, don't you?
Now, we got to make these millions
We got to look out for these Bone thug children
Rest in peace, Baby Boi
Amen. Damn, shit everyone breakin' with this money, man [money, man]
But Jesus gave life on the cross so we could maintain [maintain]
Hear a voice keep tellin' me that it's gon' be alright
Just keep yours tight, and pray at night..

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

Thugstas, it's time for warfare, yeah [Can ya hear me now?]
Thugstas, and it ain't gon' change, so we better prepare [prepare]

If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, any day. . .
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay. . .

Shots might be fired, 'cause everybody got guns
But ain't nobody runnin', Bone
Cause Bone niggas don't run
We marchin' heat. Indeed you bleed
But don't nobody fuck with Bone, Please

And you can get ya thug on, [thug on]
Said you can get ya thug on, [thug on]
And you can get ya thug on, [thug on]
Said you can get ya thug on [thug on]

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay

[Tre]
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugstas . . .

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on

Let's go, Now we down to ride
Everybody, swear to God that I'm down for mine
But I feel the Lord done bless me
We marchin' soldiers [soldiers]
Can't fuck with nothin' but them warriors [warriors]
What you thought, nigga?
And if they can't sit down with the buck to the bang, bloody redrum
And I make a little change. 
Gotta watch for the cops, there will be some, [damn!]
Duck that ass when I shoot, no longer and I just let loose
No longer can I just buck buck at you
Cause law got bitches bulletproof
Got shit to prove, got shit to move, 
make a move, playa hater, and we watchin' you
But don't you think I won't pull my shit, split your shit
That's how y'all fuckin' with thugsta's shit
Better quit that shit
Or we come and come, shit gon' be hummin', hum
And I know you don't want that, feel my warning..

It's so amazing [amazing]
I can thug forever and ever
You can't really blame me, baby
It's just the thugsta in me [in me]

Now, that's not all we do
Cause thugstas still, true
We like to ride around floss a little bit, 
smoke a little bit, drink a little bit. Nigga, don't you?
Now, we got to make these millions
We got to look out for these Bone thug children
Rest in peace, Baby Boi
Amen. Damn, shit everyone breakin' with this money, man [money, man]
But Jesus gave life on the cross so we could maintain [maintain]
Hear a voice keep tellin' me that it's gon' be alright
Just keep yours tight, and pray at night..

Thugstas, it's time for warfare, yeah [Can ya hear me now?]
Thugstas, and it ain't gon' change, so we better prepare [prepare]

If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, any day. . .
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay. . .

Shots might be fired, 'cause everybody got guns
But ain't nobody runnin', Bone
Cause Bone niggas don't run
We marchin' heat. Indeed you bleed
But don't nobody fuck with Bone, Please

And you can get ya thug on, [thug on]
Said you can get ya thug on, [thug on] 
And you can get ya thug on, [thug on]
Said you can get ya thug on [thug on]

[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Tre]
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
[Wish]
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay

[Tre]
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugs
Thugstas rule the world.. Thugstas . . .

Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
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Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]
Getcha thug on, Getcha thug on
[Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha.. Getcha..]

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Get Up & Get It

featuring Felecia,Felecia

4:00

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)

[In the 4th line of hook]
Get up and get something

[Layzie]
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop

[Bizzy]
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile

[Hook]

[Krayzie]
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now

[Layzie]
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on

[Hook]

[3LW]
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta

[Wish]
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it

[Hook x2]

[3LW fading]
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice...

[In the 4th line of hook]
Get up and get something

[Layzie]
It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine-to-five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line
Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life and the type of pain that it can bring
That's why you gotta get off of you're thing cuz it ain't no dream and it
ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop

[Bizzy]
See I do it I did it
And y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order
See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast, Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile

[Hook]

[Krayzie]
You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times
Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz
My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be
In heat I'm laughing at police now

[Layzie]
Coming to you like this
This used to be child
Is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong man
Everybody got a point to prove you might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away
Lil' Lay, I parle
And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise
In yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest
And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it until the day that I die
So come on

[Hook]

[3LW]
Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it
Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta

[Wish]
We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it
You won't admit it
Cuz you hatin' cuz you can't get it
Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it

[Hook x2]

[3LW fading]
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice
Nigga it's freeze
3-L-Dub is goin' coast to coast
We family
3-L-Dub get they hustle on
Gotta get the cheese in the lab
A collabo with Bone
Begging on my knee
Gettin' money till we flooded with ice...

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Gone

featuring Ricco Barrino

4:30

from Bone Thugs N Harmony 8집 - Uni5: The World`s Enemy (2010)

Heyyy wooo ooooh
Hey yeah ooh now
If I had one wish
that wish would be clear
That I would not have to go
that I could stay here
And although it hurts me
to leave you all alone
Just know I'll come back to you
for now I am gone
For now I am gone
for now I am gone
For now I am gone
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
For now I am gone
for now I am gone
For now I am gone
When I'm dead and gone
don't even worry
Don't mourn me too long
death'll get you discouraged
Keepin your vision blurry
prison and mentally hurtin
I know it for certain
if I'm really restin in heaven
No need for you to fear don't cry
Cause death won't forever
have a grip on our lives
So I'ma be comin
be ready for the next shine
Cause I'm a believer that
I'll see a resurrection
Don't believe that
I'll burn in hell
I study the scriptures
and they learn me well
No trippin no drippin
no purgatory I'd well
I sleep I rest in piece
til I prevail
It's just a temporary lay down
I won't forever stay down
So keep me in your memory
don't let me fade out
I'll probably never
see you at the crossroads
Guess I was wrong
I'm gone gone long gone
If I had one wish
that wish would be clear
That I would not have to go
that I could stay here
And although it hurts me
to leave you all alone
Just know I'll come back to you
for now I am gone
We hit the road back in 1993
Had a vision like a prophet
the project was go see
The logic was so deep
I come back and do a lotta good
I heard the callin so
I headed out to Hollywood
One way tickets
my niggaz and no fear
Some said that we was trippin
the mission was so clear
Don't wanna go there
the money was over there
I still love ya 9 9
I miss ya St Clair
Yeah now I'm movin on a
roller coaster
Just ridin
tryin to be Jehovah's soldier
And I'm grindin
tryin to make it better for ya
So for now
I best be gone be gone be gone
I made a vow to
change the world somehow
I'ma impact it and see it
in this lifetime
On the dark road to
bring back the sunshine
But for now I'm gone
I gotta go get it
If I had one wish
that wish would be clear
That I would not have to go
that I could stay here
And although it hurts me
to leave you all alone
Just know I'll come back to you
for now I am gone
If it's out there to get
then I'ma go and get it
Get it 'til I got nothin left
chasin better livin
It's a 'tinuous mission
so I'm steady movin
And I gotta get it in
never settle for losin
I'm a Thug true
add to or get out the way
You could settle for less
but I need more on my plate
Eatin good family good
Okay til that day
I'ma get up and move move
Show my babies how the Thug
do ooh
I'ma play it like it's my last game
If it's due better give it up
right away
Cause a thug nigga's gonna
bring pressure
See me fucked up
starvin nigga never
And as long as
niggaz out here gettin paid
Back to my old ways
who they gonna run and tell huh
It's a street thang c'mon
If I had one wish
that wish would be clear
That I would not have to go
that I could stay here
And although it hurts me
to leave you all alone
Just know I'll come back to you
for now I am gone
Yeah we ready back up in em
with nothin but the harmony rhythm
Hard hittin flows all we give em
Flows that spit venom no cop
there goes the end of em
Ever since the beginnin we winnin it
Get a glimpse of legends
standin on deck
Til we come we'll be here
holdin down the set
Keep on wonderin what the Bone bout
to do next Still they humble
and the hungriest God bless
The fan fam flex
all across the U S
Overseas and Tel Aviv and back west
You know we go the hardest
no need to say we better than
the rest It's obvious more or less
Came down off my high from the wet
When I had to do a stretch
I signed so I cashed the check
Had me caught up in a game
insane my head blown
What's goin on cause ain't
nobody home
If I had one wish
that wish would be clear
That I would not have to go
that I could stay here
And although it hurts me
to leave you all alone
Just know I'll come back to you
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
for now I am gone
I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone
I'm so gooooooooooooooooooooone
ooh yeah
I'm so gone Wooo

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Guess Who's Back

featuring Lareece,Lareece

3:45

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

Gun Blast

작곡:A. Henderson,C. Scruggs,S. Howse

3:37

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)

-Krayzie-
YEAA
Better back up off me/ nigga never no softY/ boy I'll stop your heartbeat
While you out in the street yellin out what you fittin to do to me/ in the middle of your speech ima sweep you off your feet, to sleep
F**kin with these thugs/ thinkin ya'll don't bleed blood
Ima make you a believa pop pop, what you receiva/ A mothaf**kin bullet from my automatic pistol, hit you him too, and all the rest of them niggas that you got wit ya
I'm collected and quiet/ but surpise nigga i get LIVE
jumpin out of that BUCKET dumpIN/ fittin to show these niggas a little somethin
Reppin shit for bone thugs, nigga don't test mine to the redline/ but like my MO Thug niggas they BOSS show EM THE GUNLINE, GUNLINE
Caught in the line of fire boy if you want to/ and a nigga gon be on your ass like skunk's funk pew
I grab my dick let my nuts swang from my thang/ if you's a anybody killa nigga, let the bullets rain
DONT BE PULLIN MY STRINGS cause if you ain't you don got into some shit/ with the thuggish, ruggish bloody murda click

-chorus-(Krayzie)
PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast
PUMPIN THIS LEAD F**KIN em up with me gun gun blast
PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast
PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em uo with me gun gun blast

-Layzie-
Undercover man, how you want it man/ Ima fool on the loose with a gun in hand
I got a sure shot aim for the runnin man/ that'll stop you in the tracks when I'm dumpin man, they did somethin man
Niggas talk real loud words fly out they mouth when you ain't around/ talkin like a nigga stole they style BUT when a nigga show up these niggas bow down

Pound for pound from the shoulders nigga I'm the coldest little soldier/ BIG NIGGAS OR IF ITS A CLIQUE OF you niggas believe i got somethin for ya, in the holsta
In the bushes cocked, up on the porch i got a gauge and glock/ corner to corner this thing on lock yea it's hot on this block
Nigga got everything short a cannons wild n out but i ain't Nick Cannon/ nigga got M-11s SR-15s and i plan to let niggas have it
F**k this rappin, if it come down to it nigga disrespectin what's happnin/ my family my money my thugs myself my nigga i'm flat out blastin
Countin out caskets on you bastards smashin if I'm ever forced to bring the action/ ima ride down i'm pistol packin we can definetly get it crackin
Old fashioned like the wild west Ghetto Cowboy nigga 06/ fake niggas and real niggas in the real world just don't mix

-chorus-

-Wish-
I'm a hundred proof, want a taste?/ take it to the head or the face wrong place you can do it
Never met a sucka nigga runnin with a thugga, not in the game/ nigga runnin with a thuggish ruggish in my range
Better do my damn thing and lift ya mayne/ BET YOU won't leave the same way you came
We soldiers tight put up your stripes we'll rip them off slash somebody back with a attitude that right/ I'm sick with the money spent on bullet proof nigga fight fight
Handle that, nigga handle that give back to the music f**k that f**k that/ reach back throw back everybody in the car gotta lean back
See now the game was soft so we back/ hit em in the head with a relapse
Younger than most of you niggas so what? you die you die if i decide/ then we ride
If it's on you rock a bye bye/ thuggstas straight up warned you will, obey mine
Oh we will ride yes we ride in the nightime/ it really don't matter get high up in the daylight
Thuggstas no fools we know the rules/ don't get too close with the attitude, do, cause ooo won't like how i give it to ya

-chorus-

-chorus-(Krayzie)
PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast
PUMPIN THIS LEAD F**KIN em up with me gun gun blast
PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em up with me gun gun blast
PUMPIN THIS LEAD f**kin em uo with me gun gun blast

-Layzie- 
Undercover man, how you want it man/ Ima fool on the loose with a gun in hand 
I got a sure shot aim for the runnin man/ that'll stop you in the tracks when I'm dumpin man, they did somethin man
Niggas talk real loud words fly out they mouth when you ain't around/ talkin like a nigga stole they style BUT when a nigga show up these niggas bow down

Pound for pound from the shoulders nigga I'm the coldest little soldier/ BIG NIGGAS OR IF ITS A CLIQUE OF you niggas believe i got somethin for ya, in the holsta
In the bushes cocked, up on the porch i got a gauge and glock/ corner to corner this thing on lock yea it's hot on this block
Nigga got everything short a cannons wild n out but i ain't Nick Cannon/ nigga got M-11s SR-15s and i plan to let niggas have it 
F**k this rappin, if it come down to it nigga disrespectin what's happnin/ my family my money my thugs myself my nigga i'm flat out blastin
Countin out caskets on you bastards smashin if I'm ever forced to bring the action/ ima ride down i'm pistol packin we can definetly get it crackin 
Old fashioned like the wild west Ghetto Cowboy nigga 06/ fake niggas and real niggas in the real world just don't mix

-chorus-

-Wish- 
I'm a hundred proof, want a taste?/ take it to the head or the face wrong place you can do it
Never met a sucka nigga runnin with a thugga, not in the game/ nigga runnin with a thuggish ruggish in my range
Better do my damn thing and lift ya mayne/ BET YOU won't leave the same way you came 
We soldiers tight put up your stripes we'll rip them off slash somebody back with a attitude that right/ I'm sick with the money spent on bullet proof nigga fight fight
Handle that, nigga handle that give back to the music f**k that f**k that/ reach back throw back everybody in the car gotta lean back
See now the game was soft so we back/ hit em in the head with a relapse
Younger than most of you niggas so what? you die you die if i decide/ then we ride 
If it's on you rock a bye bye/ thuggstas straight up warned you will, obey mine 
Oh we will ride yes we ride in the nightime/ it really don't matter get high up in the daylight 
Thuggstas no fools we know the rules/ don't get too close with the attitude, do, cause ooo won't like how i give it to ya

-chorus-

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Gun Blast

3:37

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)

-chorus-

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Handle The Vibe

4:41

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Krayzie Bone
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands
Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands
Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands
Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands
This track is tight y'all should be clappin yo hands
Clappin yo hands, clappin yo hands

[chorus]
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue ligh

Bizzy:
A yo they comin' to get Rip? Equipped wit' my sawed-off, polish it off until its replenished
Soon as I'm finished my pistol be jealous especially 357 me catch you
Buck and me bang ya, what's ya magnum for? You crept and you came
Ain't shit changed, M11's grenades and an AK-47s, bang.
Niggas insane, you came and you went.
Now, bet on the real, it's all the way to the bank
And you think fin to get that gangster, gettin' a demon
You can conjure up, and see if we get angels pinnin' my ankles bloody murder, fuck with Jesus
He done creepin' deep, puttin those to sleep 'til raise up on my enemy.
Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt, spread 400 years of oppression
Spread the message I ain't finishes, diminished you so-called critics
So fuck them billboards and the billboard status can kick it
You fucked up for a while for today, but that was a trial
Man, and I don't know how, style through with them crowds
And now I got to kick it, get on the ground wanting my people to gather around
Remember the sound of the rounds, came from my town, and only a bitch would bite that we can't allow
Gotta go claim my style, ready to beat you down
Hittin them tombstones,(fillin' volumes), get in them costumes, now
I'm rollin' with Makaveli, pinnin', my pistols steady, ready
Buck them flames, aim for the pressure point, a point where I break your head in.

Krayzie:
I beg your pardon, my nigga, but how do you know me?
I roll in your city and people be pinnin me , yo, but some nigga just told me
He put in your record, and you was disrespectin' off the T-O-P
Should've put 'em in a coffin, now, go seek 'em and found
Pow, pow, put 'em in a river, now, nigga, who wild [wild]?
"What an incredible style," that's what you was thinkin' when you tried to get it, down
We see that you fucked with a daily crowd, so, nigga, just turn your ass down
Whenever you're ready to rumble, my nigga, just meet us outside of the club
Ready slang slugs. Nigga done got too drunk,if I got it, we claim mo.
Nigga, this shit is ridiculous, just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us
Buck you to Hell, and we're stickin' you,doin' it, thinkin' you scared when the St. Clair niggas bust
Aw, fuck! Left his guts in my trunk
Nigga tried a 211, fucked around, got 187
Niggas with heat, who could it be? Nobody but them T-H-U-G's
With artillery, we come with heat. Nigga, please, freeze
Put 'em on they knees, nigga, don't even breathe
And these are the warriors, killas, destroyin' ya and You're gonna die.

As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.

Layzie:
Now, hation season is ceasin', agree nigga. Let this be the reason:
Niggas from Cleveland fin to even Steven, stoppin' you bitches from breathin'.
Time is up. You know you can't cap that thug who raps, steady put down, pay me
Criminal mind state of a lyricist. Wanna test nuts? nigga hear this
My niggas are down With murda mo', real thuggas and killas that claim
I'm ready to win it, my nigga, now bet he be ripped to the finish, everyday be the same
But Artillery shop, we stackin', Bone got heat for Armageddon
Ready for the war all day, won't action, playa hation steady, we sprayin
Hit 'em with the buck, buck, bang. My nigga, the shit don't stop
The government's all on my dick, wanna see Lil Lay Bone drop
You see the policemen they give me no break
Fin to rest in Peace when they're tryin' to send me upstate. No thanks
I got mo' money up outta the bank, these niggas are stackin' our rocks
Refuse the peace, and nevertheless, you can roll with Bone, so come on, so come on.

Wish:
When all goes down, when all goes down, you can count on me.
'Cause I got Mo Thugs, Bone thugs/harmony, and that's my cavalry.
If you ride with Bone, you ain't alone, nigga trust us.
Fuckin around on wicked streets I grew up on, wanna sound like us
and none of you do. We come for you. Kiss mommy bye-bye.
You gon' die, and I got heat for every heat you bring
You shoot, we shoot
Better watch out
watch out for them thugsta nigga, niggas sneakin' up on you
I told You: it's comin'--Armageddon [new world order]
If we get our shit together
Bitches ain't nothin', we none
Make this shit on the streets for you to know, to know
We gettin' our shit together
Better get your shit together, 'cause when ya go, ya go! Ya go!

[chorus]
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue ligh

Bizzy:
A yo they comin' to get Rip? Equipped wit' my sawed-off, polish it off until its replenished
Soon as I'm finished my pistol be jealous especially 357 me catch you
Buck and me bang ya, what's ya magnum for? You crept and you came
Ain't shit changed, M11's grenades and an AK-47s, bang. 
Niggas insane, you came and you went.
Now, bet on the real, it's all the way to the bank
And you think fin to get that gangster, gettin' a demon
You can conjure up, and see if we get angels pinnin' my ankles bloody murder, fuck with Jesus
He done creepin' deep, puttin those to sleep 'til raise up on my enemy. 
Let's get pumped for the peeps in Egypt, spread 400 years of oppression
Spread the message I ain't finishes, diminished you so-called critics
So fuck them billboards and the billboard status can kick it
You fucked up for a while for today, but that was a trial
Man, and I don't know how, style through with them crowds
And now I got to kick it, get on the ground wanting my people to gather  around
Remember the sound of the rounds, came from my town, and only a bitch would bite that we can't allow 
Gotta go claim my style, ready to beat you down
Hittin them tombstones,(fillin' volumes), get in them costumes, now
I'm rollin' with  Makaveli, pinnin', my pistols steady, ready
Buck them flames, aim for the pressure point, a point where I break your head in.

Krayzie:
I beg your pardon, my nigga, but how do you know me?
I roll in your city and people be pinnin me , yo, but some nigga just told me
He put in your record, and you was disrespectin' off the T-O-P
Should've put 'em in a coffin, now, go seek 'em and found
Pow, pow, put 'em in a river, now, nigga, who wild [wild]? 
"What an incredible style," that's what you was thinkin' when you tried to get it, down
We see that you fucked with a daily crowd, so, nigga, just turn your ass down
Whenever you're ready to rumble, my nigga, just meet us outside of the club
Ready slang slugs. Nigga done got too drunk,if I got it, we claim mo. 
Nigga, this shit is ridiculous, just dismiss the thought that you could get rid of us
Buck you to Hell, and we're stickin' you,doin' it, thinkin' you scared when the St. Clair niggas bust
Aw, fuck! Left his guts in my trunk
Nigga tried a 211, fucked around, got 187
Niggas with heat, who could it be? Nobody but them T-H-U-G's
With artillery, we come with heat. Nigga, please, freeze
Put 'em on they knees, nigga, don't even breathe
And these are the warriors, killas, destroyin' ya and You're gonna die.

As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.
As we ride, by the end of the night
You will envision how thugstas play.
Can you handle the vibe?
Pedal to the metal, its a blue light.

Layzie:
Now, hation season is ceasin', agree nigga. Let this be the reason:
Niggas from Cleveland fin to even Steven, stoppin' you bitches from breathin'.
Time is up. You know you can't cap that thug who raps, steady put down, pay me
Criminal mind state of a lyricist. Wanna test nuts? nigga hear this
My niggas are down  With murda mo', real thuggas and killas that claim
I'm ready to win it, my nigga, now bet he be ripped to the finish, everyday be the same
But Artillery shop, we stackin', Bone got heat for Armageddon
Ready for the war all day, won't action, playa hation steady, we sprayin
Hit 'em with the buck, buck, bang. My nigga, the shit don't stop
The government's all on my dick, wanna see Lil Lay Bone drop
You see the policemen they give me no break
Fin to rest in Peace when they're tryin' to send me upstate. No thanks
I got mo' money up outta the bank, these niggas are stackin' our rocks
Refuse the peace, and nevertheless, you can roll with Bone, so come on, so come on.

Wish:
When all goes down, when all goes down, you can count on me.
'Cause I got Mo Thugs, Bone thugs/harmony, and that's my cavalry.
If you ride with Bone, you ain't alone, nigga trust us.
Fuckin around on wicked streets I grew up on, wanna  sound like us
and none of you do. We come for you. Kiss mommy bye-bye.
You gon' die, and I got heat for every heat you bring
You shoot, we shoot
Better watch out
watch out for them thugsta nigga, niggas sneakin' up on you
I told You: it's comin'--Armageddon [new world order]
If we get our shit together
Bitches ain't nothin', we none
Make this shit on the streets for you to know, to know 
We gettin' our shit together
Better get your shit together, 'cause when ya go, ya go! Ya go!

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Hardtimes [Interlude]

2:49

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

im just tryin to protect myself
you know what im sayin
for the wars to come
straight warrior
what cho gonna do when they come for you
yall feel me

times, hard times
lord my hard times
you know it got me feelin bent up n stuff
smokin and drinkin too much
again, it slowly erase my sunshine
(x2)

cant he see that we
are in need to be free(free)
(x4)

and yes we would be blessed
if we could rest in heaven( heavin, heavin, heavin)
and wouldnt you be blessed
if you could rest in heaven(heaven, heaven, heaven)

now I can I facts with God as my witness
that this wickedness will not remain
youve got to make up your mind
you wanna be saved?
make up your mind
or do you wanna die?
you wanna die
oh yes were thugs were more than thugs
got soldiers wastelands warriors
were on a mission for God
so bartenda, bartenda, bartenda
so much hurt and pain
bloddy murders man
so much hurt and pain
bloody murders man

it makes me erase my sunshine
(x4)

if I pray for you
(you) pray for me
(x2)

it makes me erase my sunshine
(x4)

Hatin Nation

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, Trombone Shorty, ZHU

5:13

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me)
Playa playa playa(hate me,hate me)
Playa playa playa(like you do on me)
Playa Hata(hata hata)we know very well
Playa hata(hata hata)who you are(are)
Playa hata(hata hata)don’t let em smoke your weed
playa hata(hata hata)or ride in your car(your car)
Playa Hata(hata hata)we know very well
Playa hata(hata hata)who you are(are)
Playa hata(hata hata)don’t let em smoke your weed
playa hata(hata hata)or ride in your car(your car your car)
Don’t let that murda murda get cha man
don’t let that murda murda get cha baby
dont let that murda murda get you man, yea yea yea
Bizzy and Krayzie

playa hation has begun to rise, n it’s contagious pray
betta not let it get you man, hata hata hataz
hataz hatin this song song, n if I had a wish
I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony(thug in harmony)
every Bone get up(get up) and let us move on(move on)
maybe some could follow if there hearts were not so cold(so cold)
come and picture for the family scripture
tell me what do ya see, club nigga in a mask
a man tryin to blast ass
nigga know you need to just leave us leave us leave us alone
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender

nigga won’t be phukin wit no hataz in the 9-style
and all the way to heavens that’s my mission
standin up ready for the war in position
when the shit jump niggaz won’t be slippin
Niggaz fallin victim, really waht’s happenin
I’m a victim just cuz I’m rappin
stackin my cheese that I’m always packin
niggaz with NOTHIN 2 LOOSE be cappin
And I really blame you motherfuckers it’s true
what goes around comes around, since I did what I did
in the past, get a pipe and a chance n I’m ready to throw down
low down, dirty mothaphukin shame, in a world so cruel
it’s niggaz like you, who just be disrespectin the game
before I had a little money, niggaz what’s hatin me just
4 nothin, breakin my gear and thinkin it’s funny
get around bitches n niggaz be frontin, but I’m hustlin
strugglin, jumpin, wit a lot of frustrations
livin in a nation of playa hatian, wit a fucked up situation
I’m facin’ yea y'all playa hatazzzzz

Hataz dry your eyes(eyes eyes), n hold on(hold on)
cuz we’re ballin’(ballin ballin’) ya’ll
we gon keep it going strong(oh!)ohhhh!!
We really thuggish ruggish, you love us you can hataz
we can deal with you but! Iffy niggaz come around playa hatin
they be hatin, man them the worse ones,you like(take a bitch)
still come to your car all the time with a nigga always talkin
about he could some betta than you don alreay did it, just hatin
you know) and I know you, we see all ya’ll, playa hataz, fuck y'll
playa hataz, phuk ya’ll, don’t you hate on me, don’t you hate on me
(I put the beam on you motherfuckers)
(I said I’ll put the beam on you motherfuckers)
dont you(if you should spend) hate on me(mo time)
dont you hate(consontrating on your own shit) on me
don’t you(then playa hatin on mine) hate on me dont
(you might make something motherfuckers) you hate on me
hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on,(umm!)

playa hation has begun to rise, n it’s contagious pray
betta not let it get you man, hata hata hataz
hataz hatin this song song, n if I had a wish
I would teach the world to be a thug in harmony(thug in harmony)
every Bone get up(get up) and let us move on(move on)
maybe some could follow if there hearts were not so cold(so cold)
come and picture for the family scripture
tell me what do ya see, club nigga in a mask
a man tryin to blast ass
nigga know you need to just leave us leave us leave us alone
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender
You know we put you in the, no Bone in we pretender

nigga won’t be phukin wit no hataz in the 9-style
and all the way to heavens that’s my mission
standin up ready for the war in position
when the shit jump niggaz won’t be slippin
Niggaz fallin victim, really waht’s happenin
I’m a victim just cuz I’m rappin
stackin my cheese that I’m always packin
niggaz with NOTHIN 2 LOOSE be cappin
And I really blame you motherfuckers it’s true
what goes around comes around, since I did what I did
in the past, get a pipe and a chance n I’m ready to throw down
low down, dirty mothaphukin shame, in a world so cruel
it’s niggaz like you, who just be disrespectin the game
before I had a little money, niggaz what’s hatin me just
4 nothin, breakin my gear and thinkin it’s funny
get around bitches n niggaz be frontin, but I’m hustlin
strugglin, jumpin, wit a lot of frustrations
livin in a nation of playa hatian, wit a fucked up situation
I’m facin’ yea y'all playa hatazzzzz

Hataz dry your eyes(eyes eyes), n hold on(hold on)
cuz we’re ballin’(ballin ballin’) ya’ll
we gon keep it going strong(oh!)ohhhh!!
We really thuggish ruggish, you love us you can hataz
we can deal with you but! Iffy niggaz come around playa hatin
they be hatin, man them the worse ones,you like(take a bitch)
still come to your car all the time with a nigga always talkin
about he could some betta than you don alreay did it, just hatin
you know) and I know you, we see all ya’ll, playa hataz, fuck y'll
playa hataz, phuk ya’ll, don’t you hate on me, don’t you hate on me
(I put the beam on you motherfuckers)
(I said I’ll put the beam on you motherfuckers)
dont you(if you should spend) hate on me(mo time)
dont you hate(consontrating on your own shit) on me
don’t you(then playa hatin on mine) hate on me dont
(you might make something motherfuckers) you hate on me
hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on,(umm!)

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Hold Up, Wait A Minute

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e, Trombone Shorty - Hold Up, Wait A Minute [digital single] (2015)

Home	Bone Thugs N Harmony

5:18

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

I been stuck in the struggle
And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble
I'm gettin' caught up in the dust
Instead of usin' my muscle
And everytime I extend my heart to my mother
Caught up in the game now I'm back up in the hustle
Sometimes I sit and I wonder
If a nigga pull my number
If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam'
In this world where nobody don't give a damn
But I'm still a man
Got a soul program
I'ma pump my fist
I'm stayin' ready for this
And you can put this on Wish
I never stayed in ya buis'
And when I needed a ride
You wouldn't give me a lift
And now I'm poppin' my cris
You niggas all on my dick
I wanna change the world
You wanna change ya life
I wouldn't a put up a fight
If I knew it was trite
They say everything happin' for a reason
Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'
Needin' general assistance
Out here needin' public housing
Out here tryna make ends meet
Tryna get on their feet
But see ?? so cloudy
And I know what you don't know
You better get on your mission and get down for your dough
See the real niggas ready out here taken control
See I'm screamin' out Mo'
With my pockets on swoll
Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house
Quit bringin' distrust to my spouse
Casuse I'm ready for the kill on look out, look out
If you niggas try to run up on the Bone
I'ma show you like this I'ma pull out my chrome
I don't wanna have to send a nigga home
Lord please take me home
Come and take me home

[Chorus]
[Phil Collins]

Take, take me home
Cause I dont remmeber
Take, take me home
Cause I dont remember

[Krayzie Bone]
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home
Please take me home
When I'm lookin' at my money now
?? livin' foul
I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving
Cause I'm nine-to-five
And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind
I was stayin' up, slangin' up, hangin' up on the block
Duckin' ?? the cops clocked on the night-shift
Didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto
But we finally made it
Stay dedicated to the music we made yeah
Now it's on Bone Thug
Leave alone, came back the next year
Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the go
And what do you know (Oh no)
Eazy, rest his soul
Left us in the mess, I don't regret it
But we better get up and get it, go
Everythang's gon' wrong
Especially Bone, it never been right
I knew it woulda been on
We woulda been tight
We would of been in the zone ridin' so high
Up in the game fire, does, lie
See we used to love makin' music
We was always in the studio, groovin'
We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)
But you know I'm goin' through it
And ain't feelin this rap thing right now
They got me trippin' ready to flip
They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips
They got me trippin' loadin' the clips
They trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it right
now (Right now, now)

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
I'll never give in
I'll never give up
I'll let 'em live in
They sinnin'
They pretend to be tough (Pretend to be tough)
Pretend to be blessed
They want money and women, it's never enough
?? hope nobody knows just too much
You better be good, you know up in the hood it's so,
we give 'em the dough
Fired out, laughin' up
When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk
And to the grave, I been one of the brave
Not one of the slaves
??
And I'll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake
On the television runnin' 'round tellin' niggas be ready for hate
Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face
I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate
Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake
The smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weak
Lost mommy, poppy left home
I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie
Sit list in the back tellin' his selction
His date is probably
Probably my mommy, song
Cryin' for the life of you gone
Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll

[Chorus]

[Wish]
When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong
And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong
We just wanted him to see what we do
You motivated us at the shows we see too
And I really hope u live through what we spit on the song
You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone
Like one said we'll never make it
Like two, thirty mil in they faces
??
Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahs
The music nigga make it back, scandlous
But faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin' now
Gotta keep it comin' fool in my baby's mouth
And things have changed like relationships
Ain't did nothin', now you wanna flip
Suin' people thangs you would've never made on your own
Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood
Bye, think I'm home
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone
You can really help a busta if it ain't ment to be
Wit a little oohwee, wit a little oohwee
I'm tired of tryin' to help these thugs
Lord just guide em' home, guide 'em home

[Chorus]

[Chorus]
[Phil Collins]

Take, take me home
Cause I dont remmeber
Take, take me home
Cause I dont remember

[Krayzie Bone]
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home,
Home,Home,Home,Home,Home
Please take me home
When I'm lookin' at my money now
?? livin' foul
I was runnin' wild, sur-vi-ving
Cause I'm nine-to-five
And even puttin' overtime if I had to grind
I was stayin' up, slangin' up, hangin' up on the block
Duckin' ?? the cops clocked on the night-shift
Didn't think I'd ever make it out, out, out of the ghetto
But we finally made it
Stay dedicated to the music we made yeah
Now it's on Bone Thug
Leave alone, came back the next year
Number 1 platinum song it blew up from the go
And what do you know (Oh no)
Eazy, rest his soul
Left us in the mess, I don't regret it
But we better get up and get it, go
Everythang's gon' wrong
Especially Bone, it never been right
I knew it woulda been on
We woulda been tight
We would of been in the zone ridin' so high
Up in the game fire, does, lie
See we used to love makin' music
We was always in the studio, groovin'
We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)
But you know I'm goin' through it
And ain't feelin this rap thing right now
They got me trippin' ready to flip
They got me trippin' ready to come get my chips
They got me trippin' loadin' the clips
They trippin', Lord I feel like I'm losin' it right
now (Right now, now)

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
I'll never give in
I'll never give up
I'll let 'em live in
They sinnin'
They pretend to be tough (Pretend to be tough)
Pretend to be blessed
They want money and women, it's never enough
?? hope nobody knows just too much
You better be good, you know up in the hood it's so,
we give 'em the dough
Fired out, laughin' up
When niggas died, niggas brought around nasty junk
And to the grave, I been one of the brave
Not one of the slaves
??
And I'll be one of the same, stay hatin' the fake
On the television runnin' 'round tellin' niggas be ready for hate
Guard Leathafce and the grin right up under my face
I steady debate the pain that I bring with hate
Sweet as the cake, I take another puff and shake
The smell of right it's all about guarding, guard the weak
Lost mommy, poppy left home
I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie
Sit list in the back tellin' his selction
His date is probably
Probably my mommy, song
Cryin' for the life of you gone
Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll

[Chorus]

[Wish]
When I lost my Uncle Charle a part of me went wrong
And it happened when the Bone was comin' up so strong
We just wanted him to see what we do
You motivated us at the shows we see too
And I really hope u live through what we spit on the song
You might have through somethin' hopin' nothin' like Bone
Like one said we'll never make it
Like two, thirty mil in they faces
??
Crossed over, back to the hood we souljahs
The music nigga make it back, scandlous
But faith kicked in and the world shows and we winnin' now
Gotta keep it comin' fool in my baby's mouth
And things have changed like relationships
Ain't did nothin', now you wanna flip
Suin' people thangs you would've never made on your own
Now I wanna stay, watch thug niggas leave the hood
Bye, think I'm home
Stick in the hood, mess with scrubs, it'll all be gone
You can really help a busta if it ain't ment to be
Wit a little oohwee, wit a little oohwee
I'm tired of tryin' to help these thugs
Lord just guide em' home, guide 'em home

[Chorus]

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I Tried

featuring Akon 작곡:A. Henderson,Aliaune "Akon" Thiam,C. Scruggs,Giorgio Tuinfort,S. Howse

4:48

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty [Explicit Version] (2007)

Bone Thugs Akon.. yeah
You know though nothin` come easy
you gotta try real, real hard
I tried hard, but I guess I gotta try harder
I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery
Man I tried so hard
but always be a victim of these streets
It Ain't my fault cause I
try to get away but trouble follows me
And still I try so hard
hopin one day they'll come and rescue me
But until then
I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow
But until then
I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough
First, let me explain that I'm just a black man
And I come from the darkside
so I'm havin a hard time stayin on track man
My mind be racin` and I don't even know what I'm chasin yet
Been in and out of relationships
I'm startin to see that it's me where the complications at
But I'm layin back, prayin' that
you get that piece of mind of me
I thought I was right, but really I'm wrong
but again I was too blind to see
I was in the fast lane chasin my dream
And then it seemed when the fame and cash came
they just got me
Goin crazyyyy, (lately, lately)
lately I been so faded trying to erase it
But I just can't cause the drama just grows greater
And I been in so many collisions by puttin shit off till later
I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery
Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets
It Ain't my fault cause I
try to get away but trouble follows me
And still I try so hard
hopin one day they'll come and rescue me
But until then
I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow
But until then
I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough
It's like I'm takin five steps forward, and ten steps back
Tryna get ahead of the game
but I can't seem to get it on track
And I keep runnin away the ones that say they love me the most
How could I create the distance
when it's supposed to be close? And uh
I just don't know but I be out here fightin demons and
It's like the curse that
I can't shake this part of Cleveland and
Lord, would you help me? And stop this pain
I keep inflinctin on my family (family)
Hustlin and gamblin, drinkin' and scramblin`
And losin sight of what I supposed to be handlin`
It's hard to manage cause every days a challenge and man
And I'm slippin can't lose my balance and tryin not to panic
I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery
Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets
It Ain't my fault cause I
try to get away but trouble follows me
And still I try so hard
hopin one day they'll come and rescue me
But until then
I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow
But until then
I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough
I see thangs won't change (wont change)
I'm stuck in the game
As soon as I get out it keeps pullin me back man (pullin me)
Got me doin' dirty dirt, so used to this hustlin money
That I don't understand no nine to five work
Studied on the streets, hustlas know what I mean
Thugstas ballin' before us I'm tryna make that major league
So we never leave never till the sun came up (came up)
Gotta get it nope, no leavin, no grudge (no grudge)
today games they play gotta go hard to get what you put in
if you fall off then its all on you (on you)
gotta watch what you sign too
try so hard but I won't act a fool
I tried so hard, can't seem to get away from misery
Man I tried so hard, but always be a victim of these streets
It Ain't my fault cause I
try to get away but trouble follows me
And still I try so hard
hopin one day they'll come and rescue me
But until then
I'll be posted up right here rain, sleet, hail, snow
But until then
I'll be posted up right here with my heat gettin dough

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I Tried

featuring Akon

4:48

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Strength & Loyalty (2007)

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If I Could Teach The World

4:24

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Why do I stay high (x9)

*If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
to be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
to be a thugsta just like me (like me) (x2)

How many mo days on this old earth can you see
It's a crime to me
So we should get ready for armageddon
cause I know God should be ready to roll
to go through all of the wicked shit like mr. police-man
and duck if you want to pump ya fist in tha air
and pray for the politicians freely; get a amen?
The last days of the last days

Thats why I get high, that's why I get high
I'm holdin on to my soul
but nobody knows when it all unfolds
then when I don't go
remember the days cause I all I got
I go on my own with BONE
BONE BONE muggin runnin through your door
hoes speakin of the last day its on with the plastic trial
What do you know but I can't go wrong
when I kick it wit my song
I turn it up
cause you love that THUGGISH RUGGISH BONE BONE BONE
crossroads what rules the world
enough to make it where we almost lost those
who meant so much why wasn't I chose?
But it will not stop BONE
Those shots don't drop BONE
nooooooo no
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Everybody thuggin in heaven eternally

Everyday the world goes round and round
I see it's a small world after all
cause I can go met n agree with my fans
smoke a little weed and have a little laugh at chall
but everynow and then I gets caught up in a playa hation
Lord what's wrong with the nation, erase em'
but if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me
You could live your lifestyle worry free
in the arms of the Lord eternally
No mystery, but check the essence of the story
The warrior wasteland warrior so true divine
It's mine, east 19-99
It's where ya find'in all of my kind, everytime

*Repeat

(if I, if I)
We steadily united, not farly divided
My thugsters the tightest
As good as I got it, they don't need to find us
Us killer and fighters, cuz the critics n writers
mixed up when they typed up our story
The wannabe warrior, that's for sure
and as thugs we're more and more

I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give
Expensive but still and still it's all for the little kids
come on ohhhh follow me (BONE), way to go, we know the way to go
follow me follow me BONE
and that's why I stay high cause I got shit to deal with
the government and these playa-hataz out to kill Wish
Wanna hurt this but uhuh
I got two mo thug niggaz you just cant fuck with
Artillery you can come with
Nigga betta let it rest shit (shit)
To the little boys and girls all over the world
the shit that we say is from the streets not for you to go and do
uh or to repeat, plaese if we can no more murder
how must I say this, if we can no more murder

*Repeat

Why do I stay high (x10)

Why do I stay high (x9)

*If I could teach the world (whole wide world)
to be a thug-n-harmony (harmony)
Then I would teach the world(whole wide world)
to be a thugsta just like me (like me) (x2)

How many mo days on this old earth can you see
It's a crime to me
So we should get ready for armageddon
cause I know God should be ready to roll
to go through all of the wicked shit like mr. police-man
and duck if you want to pump ya fist in tha air
and pray for the politicians freely; get a amen?
The last days of the last days

Thats why I get high, that's why I get high
I'm holdin on to my soul
but nobody knows when it all unfolds
then when I don't go
remember the days cause I all I got
I go on my own with BONE
BONE BONE muggin runnin through your door
hoes speakin of the last day its on with the plastic trial
What do you know but I can't go wrong
when I kick it wit my song
I turn it up
cause you love that THUGGISH RUGGISH BONE BONE BONE
crossroads what rules the world 
enough to make it where we almost lost those
who meant so much why wasn't I chose?
But it will not stop BONE
Those shots don't drop BONE
nooooooo no
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me
Everybody thuggin in heaven eternally

Everyday the world goes round and round
I see it's a small world after all
cause I can go met n agree with my fans
smoke a little weed and have a little laugh at chall
but everynow and then I gets caught up in a playa hation
Lord what's wrong with the nation, erase em'
but if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me
You could live your lifestyle worry free
in the arms of the Lord eternally
No mystery, but check the essence of the story
The warrior wasteland warrior so true divine
It's mine, east 19-99
It's where ya find'in all of my kind, everytime

*Repeat

(if I, if I)
We steadily united, not farly divided
My thugsters the tightest
As good as I got it, they don't need to find us
Us killer and fighters, cuz the critics n writers 
mixed up when they typed up our story
The wannabe warrior, that's for sure
and as thugs we're more and more

I got, we got too much shit to give, got shit to give
Expensive but still and still it's all for the little kids
come on ohhhh follow me (BONE), way to go, we know the way to go
follow me follow me BONE
and that's why I stay high cause I got shit to deal with
the government and these playa-hataz out to kill Wish 
Wanna hurt this but uhuh 
I got two mo thug niggaz you just cant fuck with
Artillery you can come with
Nigga betta let it rest shit (shit)
To the little boys and girls all over the world
the shit that we say is from the streets not for you to go and do
uh or to repeat, plaese if we can no more murder
how must I say this, if we can no more murder

*Repeat

Why do I stay high (x10)

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If I Could Teach The World (instrumental)

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - If I Could Reach The World [single] (1999)

If I Could Teach The World

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - If I Could Reach The World [single] (1999)

If I Could Teach The World
Why do I stay high (x8),

If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the[world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me.

(Krayzie) How many moe days on this old earth can you see? It's blind to me. So we should get ready for armogedden, cuz I know God should be ready to roll, to go threw the wickedest shit like mista po-lice man, and don't you pop up yo ficts and let the end pray for politictions freely, lil amen, the last days of the last day day day. That's why I get high, That's why I get hiiiigh.

(Bizzy) I'm holdin on to my soul, what ever I dones, with all my foes, and then when I go go, remember the day, cuz that's when I was on my own, with bone, bone bone, muggin thuggin to yo door, speakin of last is all in our past and Charles they wanna hear your bone, but I can't go wrong, when I kick it with my song, betta turn it on, cuz you love that thuggish ruggish bone bone bone bone. Crossroads, gotta move the world on, cuz too many of us lost hopes, which meant so much while I was in, na-chos, but it will not stop bones, whose shots don't drop one, no, no, no. And if I could teach the world to be a thug like me, they'll probally thuggin in heaven eternally.

(Layzie) Everyday the world goes round n round, I see it's a small world after all, cuz I can go meet and I groove with my fans, smoke a lil weed and have a lil laugh with ya'll, but every now and then I get caught up in player hation, though what's wrong with this nation, be racism, but if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me, you could live yo life style worry free in the arms of the lord eternally, no mistery, protect the essence of a story, a warrior a wasteland warrior so tru, devine it's mine east nineteen ninety nine, is where you'll find all of my kind everytime.

If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. [If I, if I]

(Krayzie) We steadily united, not farly divided, my thugstz the tightest, as good as I got it, there's no need to fight us, kill us and find us, the critics write us, a story warrior be warrior, that's for sure, and as thugs were moe n moe n moe n moe.

(Wi$h) I got, we got, to much shit to give, that's shit give, it's expensive but still don't motherfuck the lil kids, ohhhhhh yea, ahhhh follow me, wrong though, we know the way to go, follow me follow me, bone, and that's why I stay high cuz I got shit to do it, the goverment and this player hater is out to kill wish, wanna hurt this, but uh uh, I got tru mo thug niggaz you can't fuck with, artillary you can't come with, nigga, betta lay to rest shit, to the little boys n girls all over the world,this shit that we say from the streets uh, not for you to go and do, uh, utter repeat, please, if we can no more murder, how must I say it no more murder.

If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me.

Why do I stay high (repeat 10 times to fade)

If I Could Teach The World
Why do I stay high (x8),

If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the[world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me.

(Krayzie) How many moe days on this old earth can you see? It's blind to me. So we should get ready for armogedden, cuz I know God should be ready to roll, to go threw the wickedest shit like mista po-lice man, and don't you pop up yo ficts and let the end pray for politictions freely, lil amen, the last days of the last day day day. That's why I get high, That's why I get hiiiigh.

(Bizzy) I'm holdin on to my soul, what ever I dones, with all my foes, and then when I go go, remember the day, cuz that's when I was on my own, with bone, bone bone, muggin thuggin to yo door, speakin of last is all in our past and Charles they wanna hear your bone, but I can't go wrong, when I kick it with my song, betta turn it on, cuz you love that thuggish ruggish bone bone bone bone. Crossroads, gotta move the world on, cuz too many of us lost hopes, which meant so much while I was in, na-chos, but it will not stop bones, whose shots don't drop one, no, no, no. And if I could teach the world to be a thug like me, they'll probally thuggin in heaven eternally.

(Layzie) Everyday the world goes round n round, I see it's a small world after all, cuz I can go meet and I groove with my fans, smoke a lil weed and have a lil laugh with ya'll, but every now and then I get caught up in player hation, though what's wrong with this nation, be racism, but if I could teach the world to be a thug just like me, you could live yo life style worry free in the arms of the lord eternally, no mistery, protect the essence of a story, a warrior a wasteland warrior so tru, devine it's mine east nineteen ninety nine, is where you'll find all of my kind everytime.

If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. [If I, if I]

(Krayzie) We steadily united, not farly divided, my thugstz the tightest, as good as I got it, there's no need to fight us, kill us and find us, the critics write us, a story warrior be warrior, that's for sure, and as thugs were moe n moe n moe n moe.

(Wi$h) I got, we got, to much shit to give, that's shit give, it's expensive but still don't motherfuck the lil kids, ohhhhhh yea, ahhhh follow me, wrong though, we know the way to go, follow me follow me, bone, and that's why I stay high cuz I got shit to do it, the goverment and this player hater is out to kill wish, wanna hurt this, but uh uh, I got tru mo thug niggaz you can't fuck with, artillary you can't come with, nigga, betta lay to rest shit, to the little boys n girls all over the world,this shit that we say from the streets uh, not for you to go and do, uh, utter repeat, please, if we can no more murder, how must I say it no more murder.

If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, And I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me.

Why do I stay high (repeat 10 times to fade)

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If I Could Teach The World(accapella)

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - If I Could Reach The World [single] (1999)

If I Could Teach The World
Why do I stay high (x8),

If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. [If I, if I]

Why do I stay high (repeat 10 times to fade)

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If I Could Teach The World(clean)

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - If I Could Reach The World [single] (1999)

If I Could Teach The World
Why do I stay high (x8),

If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me like me, If I could teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thug n harmony harmony, Then I would teach the [world] whole wide world to be a thugsta just like me. [If I, if I]

Why do I stay high (repeat 10 times to fade)

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If I Fall

5:15

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Thug World Order (2002)

Indeed if I fall, everytime I'm fallin, fallin, there's no doubt God helps me
rise.....

Wish
That he do, that he do......

Krayzie
With the everyday bullshit I be doin thru, I be hopin just to make it thru
another day, lookin for another way, to live my life in peace, get away, I stay
high with my gun, paranoid so if they come, then I dump dump dump, that's
really all that I got for ya, this life is crazy, I might go crazy, if I'm
down, don't let em break me, so I stop and I pray to god, oh Lord, forgive me
for my worldly lies, and help me thru this pain of mine, pray and I pray, I
pray, that I can just see the light and fly away, away, away, away, but I know
I can call on, you when I'm all alone, whenever I fall, I fall, I fall.......

Hook

Wish
Situations got me thinkin was it worth this, and then I got to thinkin cause I
love this, stay down, it'll work itself in time, don't be misled by these
troubles in life, everybody wants that miracle, just so far from from where
will it go, if it's meant to be then it'll come for sure, for sure, and I know,
I know, it gets hard sometimes, but don't you give up, it's gonna be better
times, if you believe, just believe, it's no tellin what you'll recieve, livin
proof, look at me, look at me, look at me......and ya gotta love this gift that
we been blessed with, I do, number one and can't nobody touch this, ya know,
gotta hit my knees and let him know, I thank you, without you, where would I
be, where would I go.....

Hook

Layzie
Ain't no tellin what this life bound to bring, one day ya here, the next day ya
gone, that's why I try to live right, don't wanna live wrong, ain't no
guarantee if ya gone make it home, what go around come around, everybody know
that its real when you speakin the kharma, so do unto others like you wanna be
done, like Mary J...no more drama, I'm a paper chaser, believe that, on the
ground where I plant my feet at, if it's not about money I don't need that, you
can keep that gossip, can't you see that, stay locked on my mission cause most
of these niggaz in the world ain't thinkin bout the future, young black
entrepreneur, and I'm out to get more, so baby open the door, they gotta let me
in, cause again and again, I done said that I was gone get dollars, if it's not
about cheese, I'll holla, fuckin with a nigga that'a way too polished, if the
road get rough, I'ma stand my ground, keep my faith and call on the Lord, and I
don't have to worry no more, even if I fall......

Hook

Bizzy
I'ma be a soldier, ready for gunshots, for the day I see Jehovah, you think you
know us, nigga though you don't, so, don't think that I made it just cause
Crossroads, little measily Grammy ain't did nothin for my family, no artist is
that fast, and scared to tell the truth, and the hardest niggas I see is raisin
they youth, little food for thought since all of y'all bullshittin, admit it,
you say anthing uplifting it'll be distance to the kids that used to listen to
ya, ______ Anglo-saxon essence of abuse, you're better alive, county or prison
met solid kitchen, better survive in your own trinity, prison, infinity's
waitin on ya, baby swallow your pride, and maybe you'll ride......

Hook

Indeed if I fall, everytime I'm fallin, fallin, there's no doubt God helps me
rise.....

Wish
That he do, that he do......

Krayzie
With the everyday bullshit I be doin thru, I be hopin just to make it thru
another day, lookin for another way, to live my life in peace, get away, I stay
high with my gun, paranoid so if they come, then I dump dump dump, that's
really all that I got for ya, this life is crazy, I might go crazy, if I'm
down, don't let em break me, so I stop and I pray to god, oh Lord, forgive me
for my worldly lies, and help me thru this pain of mine, pray and I pray, I
pray, that I can just see the light and fly away, away, away, away, but I know
I can call on, you when I'm all alone, whenever I fall, I fall, I fall.......

Hook

Wish
Situations got me thinkin was it worth this, and then I got to thinkin cause I
love this, stay down, it'll work itself in time, don't be misled by these
troubles in life, everybody wants that miracle, just so far from from where
will it go, if it's meant to be then it'll come for sure, for sure, and I know,
I know, it gets hard sometimes, but don't you give up, it's gonna be better
times, if you believe, just believe, it's no tellin what you'll recieve, livin
proof, look at me, look at me, look at me......and ya gotta love this gift that
we been blessed with, I do, number one and can't nobody touch this, ya know,
gotta hit my knees and let him know, I thank you, without you, where would I
be, where would I go.....

Hook

Layzie
Ain't no tellin what this life bound to bring, one day ya here, the next day ya
gone, that's why I try to live right, don't wanna live wrong, ain't no
guarantee if ya gone make it home, what go around come around, everybody know
that its real when you speakin the kharma, so do unto others like you wanna be
done, like Mary J...no more drama, I'm a paper chaser, believe that, on the
ground where I plant my feet at, if it's not about money I don't need that, you
can keep that gossip, can't you see that, stay locked on my mission cause most
of these niggaz in the world ain't thinkin bout the future, young black
entrepreneur, and I'm out to get more, so baby open the door, they gotta let me
in, cause again and again, I done said that I was gone get dollars, if it's not
about cheese, I'll holla, fuckin with a nigga that'a way too polished, if the
road get rough, I'ma stand my ground, keep my faith and call on the Lord, and I
don't have to worry no more, even if I fall......

Hook

Bizzy
I'ma be a soldier, ready for gunshots, for the day I see Jehovah, you think you
know us, nigga though you don't, so, don't think that I made it just cause
Crossroads, little measily Grammy ain't did nothin for my family, no artist is
that fast, and scared to tell the truth, and the hardest niggas I see is raisin
they youth, little food for thought since all of y'all bullshittin, admit it,
you say anthing uplifting it'll be distance to the kids that used to listen to
ya, ______ Anglo-saxon essence of abuse, you're better alive, county or prison
met solid kitchen, better survive in your own trinity, prison, infinity's
waitin on ya, baby swallow your pride, and maybe you'll ride......

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Intro

1:25

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - Creepin On Ah Come Up (1994)

Bone Enterpri$e in the house
And just left tha liquor store
So nigga, anything goes
'Cause we on a mission for the 4 Bs:
Bank, bud, brew, and bitches, muthafuckas!

[Wish]
I'm getting repaid
You're hittin the ground from the sound of buckshots
Well, what do you know?
I'm hitting the flow and pushin' me down is two cops
I'm back on the block and sellin' my rocks
But niggas gettin' jealous
They gave me a brew, and hit me for two
I'm callin up my fellas

[Bizzy]
Well it's the ruthless nigga gangsta
Comin' out with the message to jealous muthafuckas
Straight on my dick and bitin' lyrics
Who is that perpetratin' and takin' our lyrics
Non-originatin' slobs
You wait 'til they album comes out

[Boogie Nite]
Straight from the city where thieves dwell
Thugs, gangstas, and bitches sell
The place you would journey is not a myth
(Krayzie: yeah, muthafucka!)
But Cleveland is up in this bitch!

[Krayzie]
Now Krayzie Bone is rippin' and stickin'
Them niggas up in the nine-two
And all these niggas steppin' must got static with my crew
Well, nigga bring it on
Send them chromes to your dome
Krayzie Bone ain't no ho; I gets mine in the nine-O

[Layzie]
It's the #1 Assassin
Just be quick to put that ass out
Chillin' with Bizzy, and Krayzie, and Wish
Drinkin' 'til we pass out
Bone Enterpri$e, the gangstas niggas be pimpin' hoes
Livin' like criminals, untouchable niggeros

[Bizzy]
Hell muthafuckin' yeah!
So now you know: Bone Enterpri$e is up in this bitch!
And for the people who didn't think we was comin' out:
Nigga, you bought it!

[Krayzie]
Yeah, Krayzie Bone, Layzie Bone
Bizzy Bone, and Wish Bone in the muthafuckin' house
(Bizzy: Boogie Nite)
My nigga,Boogie Nite, this muthafucka
Yo, and we bus tickets muthafucka!
Praise the twelve gauge

Intro

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - Thug Stories (2006)

Ist Of Tha Month

from B.O.N.E. Enterpri$e - The Collection No.1 (1999)

It's All Mo' Thug

5:13

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Chorus (2X): Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug

Verse 1: flesh, krayzie, layzie
????????
Gotta catch one to ya dome
?oh-oh, oh-oh
Finna put him on yha ??? Get thah money n tha ____
Watch for tha cops, stop, its time to get tha job done, we go
Ya'll know i ain't neva been a nigga tryin ta play
N a nigga just a killa tryin ta make a livin
Steady gettin ready for armagedon
But i'm high in tha meantime
N killaz from way down
Wanna come n let krayzie getta grave
Write phukk you hoes across my tombstone
N bury wit my guage (my gauge)
Fillin em wit pump ta pump
N if you an enemy whacha want
My nigga we gon bang on tha records
No battle, no m.c.'s, or names in your mouth
You get phukked up
We flippin on tha northcoast
Cuz everybody wanna claim my style
We could bukk-n-rough shit
I'm puttin a bitch in tha coffin
Fa tryin ta test a nigaaz nuts, but yo
Hey, can we play
Cuz i gotta lotta shhit i wanna launch your way, way
Betta not phukk wit all of us
No, no?
Hell yeah
Got me flippin in tha northcoast
Homie, rememba it's tha crook that wrote tha book
I'm off tha hook (off tha hook)
Ya'll niggaz betta tak another look
Cuz if you playa-hate tha bone
Then ya life'll get took, so quick
Neva bringin you no bullshit man
Face ta faces n asiassin game
Bringin tha heat
Ya'll niggaz bringin it lame
But if you wanna bring tha pain
Then you gotta maintain
Comin in on anutha level
I'mma put you on date, at tha top of tha pile
Fake niggaz wanna claim my style
But imma break em on down
Ho, you gotta kill me nigga
Cuz itz tha thuggish ruggish sound
That ya lookin for, betcha fo
Everybodyz boy wanna be like bone n stay high
Lil kidz no longer wanna be like mike
Thatz right, they tryin ta be like bone
N keep thuggin fa life
Gettin ready for tha end dawg
Wit my nigga ken dawg, hustlaz, shiftaz n tre
Ii tru, aj, all tha same muthaphukkaz from around my way
This iz how we play
Everyday itz tha same ol' same
Around my way, around my way
We'll be thuggin ah-round my way
This iz how we play
Everyday itz tha same ol' same
Around my way, around my way
Come around my way, my way, my way
Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug
Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug

Verse 2: bizzy, wish

Lil nigga wanna come n feel my pain(pain)
On tha brain itz a stress, a strain
Tha game iz pain(pain)
What about those hoez, oh no
Lil quija fa sure to teach bone
N if hez wrong, well hez gone
For my journey ta keep me strong
But dear lord i miss my people
N it just seemz so evil
N that i cant kiss my kidz goodnight
Puttem ta bed, they're so tired
Getcha sleep n thatz alright,thatz alright
I'll get mine, yeah i'll get mine
It'll take time, minimum crime
Weed n wine i'll be just fine
Got sumpin buggin on my people
Whut? In tha bakk of a caddy
Jumpin out caddies, spreadin through alleyz
In cleveland n cali like daddy n uh
No luv for

Chorus (2X): Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug

Verse 1: flesh, krayzie, layzie
????????
Gotta catch one to ya dome
?oh-oh, oh-oh
Finna put him on yha ??? Get thah money n tha ____
Watch for tha cops, stop, its time to get tha job done, we go
Ya'll know i ain't neva been a nigga tryin ta play
N a nigga just a killa tryin ta make a  livin
Steady gettin ready for armagedon
But i'm high in tha meantime
N killaz from way down
Wanna  come n let krayzie getta grave
Write phukk you hoes across my tombstone
N bury wit my guage (my gauge)
Fillin em wit pump ta pump
N if you an enemy whacha want
My nigga we gon bang on tha records
No battle, no m.c.'s, or names in your mouth
You get phukked up
We flippin on tha northcoast
Cuz everybody wanna claim my style
We could bukk-n-rough shit
I'm puttin a bitch in tha coffin
Fa tryin ta test a nigaaz nuts, but yo
Hey, can we play
Cuz i gotta lotta shhit i wanna launch your way, way
Betta not phukk wit  all of us
No, no?
Hell yeah
Got me flippin in tha northcoast
Homie, rememba it's tha crook that wrote tha book
I'm off tha hook (off tha hook)
Ya'll niggaz betta tak another look
Cuz if you playa-hate tha bone
Then ya life'll get took, so quick
Neva bringin you no bullshit man
Face ta faces n asiassin game
Bringin tha heat 
Ya'll niggaz bringin it lame
But if you wanna bring tha pain
Then you gotta maintain
Comin in on anutha level
I'mma put you on date, at tha top of tha pile
Fake niggaz wanna claim my style
But imma break em on down
Ho, you gotta kill me nigga
Cuz itz tha thuggish ruggish sound
That ya lookin for, betcha fo
Everybodyz boy wanna be like bone n stay high
Lil kidz no longer wanna be like mike
Thatz right, they tryin ta be like bone
N keep thuggin fa life
Gettin ready for tha end dawg
Wit my nigga ken dawg, hustlaz, shiftaz n tre
Ii tru, aj, all tha same muthaphukkaz from around my way
This iz how we play
Everyday itz tha same ol' same
Around my way, around my way
We'll be thuggin ah-round my way
This iz how we play
Everyday itz tha same ol' same
Around my way, around my way
Come around my way, my way, my way
Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug
Itz all mo thug, itz all mo, mo thug

Verse 2: bizzy, wish

Lil nigga wanna come n feel my pain(pain)
On tha brain itz a stress, a strain
Tha game iz pain(pain)
What about those hoez, oh no
Lil quija fa sure to teach bone
N if hez wrong, well hez gone
For my journey ta keep me strong
But dear lord i miss my people
N it just seemz so evil
N that i cant kiss my kidz goodnight
Puttem ta bed, they're so tired
Getcha sleep n thatz alright,thatz alright
I'll get mine, yeah i'll get mine
It'll take time, minimum crime
Weed n wine i'll be just fine
Got sumpin buggin on my people
Whut? In tha bakk of a caddy
Jumpin out caddies, spreadin through alleyz
In cleveland n cali like daddy n uh
No luv for

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It's All Real

5:08

from Bone Thugs N Harmony - The Art Of War (1997)

Krayzie Bone and the bone, with my mighty-mighty warriors
With my mighty-mighty warriors

*Cause this is all real, what you see
I said it's all real it's just the thug in me

Nigga just because Krayzie quiet speak less
Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness
Humble but ready to rumble
My violent side I can't deny
I'm like a Jekyl and Hyde gemini
Look if you see me quiet
then I'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell me why
I'm labeled a menace but I like it
Destroy ya paranoia will make me blow you away but hey
Nigga got to close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be
Nigga want respect but what do you show me you
Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall
Better act like yo know I'm rolling with Mo posse up
Do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs
As we strut as thugs we must doin our best to obey god violent in
these times
Got to do what you gotta do war till ninety-nine
Slim nigga gotta get up and go and get it if it's really coming
Now I got it and I'ma floor the niggas acting
the safety's off come and get it if you really want it
(Hey, hey, hey) It's hating baby they gotta be so cold the gotta be
heartless
In certain situations like retaliation

*Repeat

Niggas be keeping it all real we keeping it all real with the real if
it's
real stay be real (x2)

We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothing but the real thing baby
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothin but the real thing the real thing

Baby now this is the sound of me and my trues we put this down way
down
So now if you hear me releasing some shells
Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the
darkside
Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind
Nigga say fuck the wine indo inside swisher sweet get me high

Ain't nothin get to nothin somethin got to be real real somethin got
to be
real (x2)

I still be thuggin in the khakis boots and skullies
And since I'm weed fiend for the green nigga gotta make that money
man (x2)

It's real always (x8)

Last night I P.O.D'd next to me Ouija, Ouija,
and I fell in this fucked up state of mind
Slipped in the dream and I see demons telling me it's time to die
Why me I see some niggas they creeping outside my window
I'm ready to bang bang bang aim the 12 gauge pump let my lead go
Give it up for the bloody murda mo bloody murda mo mo
See a nigga when he go through the window had to put a bigger hole in
his soul
If he get away running out my backdoor with me sawed-off swinging
Get ready to duck now to the guts buck pap pap pow

I claim my thang to slang
(murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo)
Them bloody bodies kill 'em all send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie insane to the brain (x2)

Now I know I done did some dirt in my time
cause the devil was stressing my mind
messing with my mind nigga
Bone don't know every day they lie
Turn to realize that everyday I can do it if I only pray
Maintain cause a nigga was lusting
For money had to get it cause a nigga was struggling
I hit him with the Mossberg y'all heard about Mr. Sawed-Off
Leatherface till them lay round after round after round
They'll fall down down
May they lay from the eruption man
We putting them six feet deep we buck we bang

*Repeat

Krayzie Bone and the bone, with my mighty-mighty warriors
With my mighty-mighty warriors

*Cause this is all real, what you see
I said it's all real it's just the thug in me

Nigga just because Krayzie quiet speak less 
Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness
Humble but ready to rumble 
My violent side I can't deny
I'm like a Jekyl and Hyde gemini
Look if you see me quiet 
then I'm plotting to riot why tell me why tell me why
I'm labeled a menace but I like it 
Destroy ya paranoia will make me blow you away but hey
Nigga got to close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be 
Nigga want respect but what do you show me you 
Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall
Better act like yo know I'm rolling with Mo posse up
Do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs
As we strut as thugs we must doin our best to obey god violent in 
these times
Got to do what you gotta do war till ninety-nine
Slim nigga gotta get up and go and get it if it's really coming
Now I got it and I'ma floor the niggas acting 
the safety's off come and get it if you really want it
(Hey, hey, hey) It's hating baby they gotta be so cold the gotta be 
heartless
In certain situations like retaliation

*Repeat

Niggas be keeping it all real we keeping it all real with the real if 
it's 
real stay be real (x2)

We come with nothing but the real thing baby 
Krayzie got nothing but the real thing baby 
We come with nothing but the real thing baby
Krayzie got nothin but the real thing the real thing

Baby now this is the sound of me and my trues we put this down way 
down 
So now if you hear me releasing some shells
Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the 
darkside 
Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind
Nigga say fuck the wine indo inside swisher sweet get me high

Ain't nothin get to nothin somethin got to be real real somethin got 
to be 
real (x2)

I still be thuggin in the khakis boots and skullies 
And since I'm weed fiend for the green nigga gotta make that money 
man (x2)

It's real always (x8)

Last night I P.O.D'd next to me Ouija, Ouija, 
and I fell in this fucked up state of mind
Slipped in the dream and I see demons telling me it's time to die
Why me I see some niggas they creeping outside my window
I'm ready to bang bang bang aim the 12 gauge pump let my lead go
Give it up for the bloody murda mo bloody murda mo mo
See a nigga when he go through the window had to put a bigger hole in 
his soul
If he get away running out my backdoor with me sawed-off swinging
Get ready to duck now to the guts buck pap pap pow

I claim my thang to slang 
(murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo murda mo)
Them bloody bodies kill 'em all send them hoes up in flames 
Krayzie insane to the brain (x2)

Now I know I done did some dirt in my time 
cause the devil was stressing my mind 
messing with my mind nigga
Bone don't know every day they lie 
Turn to realize that everyday I can do it if I only pray
Maintain cause a nigga was lusting
For money had to get it cause a nigga was struggling
I hit him with the Mossberg y'all heard about Mr. Sawed-Off 
Leatherface till them lay round after round after round
They'll fall down down
May they lay from the eruption man 
We putting them six feet deep we buck we bang

*Repeat

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