Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Crossroad Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Crossroad Video

Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone

Now tell me whatcha gonna do

When there ain't no where to run (tell me what)

(When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you)

And whatcha gonna do

When there ain't no where to hide (tell me what)

When judgment comes for you (Cause it's gonna come for you)

 

Bizzy

Let's all bring it in for Wally, Eazy sees uncle Charlie

Little Boo, but God's got him and I'm gonna miss everybody

I only rolled and blows my gauge looked at him while he lay

When playing with destiny, plays too deep for people to say

Lil' Layzie came to me, told me if he should decease well then please

Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me

 

Layzie

God bless you working on a plan to Heaven

Follow the Lord all 24/7 days, God is who we praise

Even though the devil's all up in my face

But he keeping me safe and in my place, say grace

For the case to race with a chance to face the judge

And I betcha my soul won't budge

Grudge because there's no mercy for thugs

Oh what can I do it's all about our family and how we roll

Can I get a witness let it unfold

We livin our lives till eternal our soul aye-oh-aye-oh

 

Krayzie

Pray, 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 laced, now follow me roll stroll

Whether is tell of his Heaven

Come let's go take a visit of people that's long gone

Darris, Wally, Eazy, Terry, Boo

It's steadily creeping up on the family

Exactly how many days we got lasting

While you laughing we're passing, passing away

So y'all go rest y'all souls

Cause I know I'ma meet you up at the crossroads

Y'all know y'all forever got love from them Bone Thugs baby

 

Wi$h

Lil Eazy's long gone

Really wish he would come home

But when it's time to die

Gotta go bye bye

All a lil thug could do is cry, cry

Why they kill my dog and man

I miss my uncle Charles y'all

And he shouldn't be gone, in front of his home

What they did to Boo was wrong

Oh so wrong, oh so wrong

Gotta hold on gotta stay strong

When the day comes

Better believe Bone got a shoulder you can lean on (lean on)

 

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

 

Layzie & Krayzie

See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads

So you won't be lonely

See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads

So you won't be lonely

See you at the crossroads, crossroads

So you won't be lonely

See you at the crossroads, crossroads

 

Bizzy

And I'm gonna miss everybody

And I'm gonna miss everybody when I'm gone

And I'm gonna miss everybody

And I'm gonna miss everybody

And I'm gonna miss everybody

 

Layzie

Living in a hateful world sending me straight to Heaven

That's how we roll

Living in a hateful world sending me straight to Heaven

That's how we roll

Living in a hateful world sending me straight to Heaven

That's how we roll

And I'm asking the good Lord Why? and sigh

It's I he told me we live to die

 

Krayzie

What's up with murder y'all, see my little cousin was hung

Somebody was really wrong, everybody want to test us dawg

Then Miss Sleazy set up Eazy to fall, you know why we sinning

And Krayzie intended on ending it when it ends

Wanna come again, again and again

Now tell me whatcha gonna do

 

Wi$h

Can somebody anybody tell me why?

Hey, can somebody anybody tell me why we die, we die?

I don't wanna die

 

Ohhh so wrong

Ohhhhh wrong

Ohhh so wrong

Ohhhhh wrong

 

Layzie & Krayzie

See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads

So you won't be lonely

See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads

So you won't be lonely

See you at the crossroads, crossroads

So you won't be lonely

See you at the crossroads, crossroads

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Not My Baby Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Not My Baby Video

Krayzie Intro

Wassup?

Nothin just bangin'. I see you tryin to play me x4 in background

What's up wit you?

That's cool

Hey

I just got a call from my momma, you know wha I'm sayin?

Said she got call from my lawyer

And guess what?

 

Krayzie Hook

Lawyer just told me, he told me what it is

That bastards not my babyyyyy. not mine x4 in background

I see you tryin to play me, (babyyyyy x2)

I see you tryin to play me. (babyyyyy x2)

You know, why me?

x2

 

Krayzie Verse 1

I guess you blamed it on the wrong nigga, it ain't mine

I took the test and the results read it, you was lyin. (bitch you was lyin, lyin)

But you was cryin in my motherfuckin face

And all the while tellin niggas how you fin to get paid off Kray'

Thought you had a bone

Bitch got shit all wrong, a y'all know

I was suspicious from the front door, (front door)

Wasn't surprised when the ho took me to court and say she want do

Now the bitch has got the people in my business, (all in my business)

They come to find out, ain't even one of my children

You illin, playin with these kids man

You're dead wrong, got this baby callin me daddy

But daddy's a unsolved mystery

Cause appearently mommy ain't carin what she sleeps now

What ya gone do?

Tell her the truth or say I left you, like ho's do

 

Krayzie Hook

repeat hook x2

 

Layzie Verse 2

I shoulda knew your ass was drama

Round here tellin everybody yous my baby mama

Sayin I'm a buy you this and that like I'm your fuckin sponser

Look your honour, I ain't payin a dime

Because that young'n right there mine

I ain't lyin, I ain't no deadbeat daddy, with intent to be neglectin

All I wanted was some sex, but now she tryin to get a check

But baby hold on won't you wait a minute

The DNA a read negative, fuckin these chickens ain't no way to live

They tryin to get up in your pockets and break you down

For 18 years, so who rapin who now

Ninety-nine point nine percent not

I mean I ain't that baby father, I ain't gotta be bothered

With all that bullshit you stressin me with, testin my wits

I'm just about to slap in the clip, and do me a bitch

I'm through with this shit, I keep it real with my lady

Now you chickens that play me, don't knock that nigga little Layzie

 

Child Catch

Mo-mmy, hey mommy where's my da-ddy, where's my da-ddy?

x4

 

Bizzy Verse 3

I chip in, cause I'm chillin enough

Makin mill-i-ons, she wants some do, bitch NO!

Go get a J-O-B

Willin to help and I, help yourself for sho

I better play daddy

Comin out a woman in wich she never had me

Sadly, always in transition leavin gladly

Shit, I tried to be the papi

Nothin 'gainst the baby, momma can't make me happy

Fuck yeah I'm crazy, my father never knew about me

I was young, while another man mad at me

I got no real fam, maybe it's swellin straight

God I love you Lay', noone get in the way

 

Krayzie Hook

repeat hook x2

 

Wish Verse 4

Why can't we pressure these broads, the way they pressure on us

That paper came and it read that nigga wasn't my son

Why can't we counter sue these bitches on the way they do us

Test one, test two, said I wasn't the one

So you can cancel that mo-ney!

Ri-din!, and flossin my mo-ney!

Oooh, I know you had a plan, lo-vely!

I hope the real baby daddy live his life, y-eah!

And you can tell your little girlfriend to stay out my face

I see you ain't told her the results of what you got in your case

You get's nada, what you ain't heard

I ain't the real baby's father, not a dollar

I guess the best is the best, somebody woulda got hurt

Cause I ain't payin for nothin, I got for free with no work

You so scandalous

Heard about my Benz, look they came and tried to relate us

Damn!

 

Krayzie Hook

repeat hook x4

 

Beitch x3 til fade

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - All Original Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - All Original Video

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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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Neighborhood Slang Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Neighborhood Slang Video

Krayzie:

 

I87 is a lesson for them niggaz

That want to test

Bring more than cause me shotgun

Will be buckin your chest

Wanna be Mothug thugsta menatatlity

Runs through the BONE

Pop pop to the dome

Fall short to the crome

Get wraped that bitches on

Much love for the green leaves

But me trues have to ease me down

Puff puff head rush

Popin in me clip and I got plenty rounds

Me n pretenda

No studiothugsta

BONE'll get wit cha

Straight #1 lil' rispsta

Swing watch him hit cha

So we can swang (we can swang)

Down for my thang (down for my thang)

Finna blow to tha brain

Though you could hang

When I swang them things

Thats insane

Stay low (so low)

Dem popo know me no surrender

Dem niggaz on tha street they remember as beeing no pretenda

Standin up on tha block

9 mm cocked

And me hang, and me gott my niggaz lookin out for me back

And them watch for them rocks

And you know its nuthin but the neighboorhood thang

Its manditory for me neighboorhood slang

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - East 1999 Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - East 1999 Video

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)

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Family Tree Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Family Tree Video

(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 thatthat, 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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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - If I Could Teach The World Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - If I Could Teach The World Video

Krayzie | Bizzy:

Why do I stay high, why do I stay high (high high high)

Why do I stay high, why do I stay high (high high)

Why do I stay high, why do I stay high (high high high)

 

If I could teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thug in harmony (harmony)

Then I would teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thugster just like me (like me)

If I could teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thug in harmony (harmony)

Then I would teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thugster just like me (like me)

 

Krayzie:

How many more day's 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, and do away with the wickedest shit like Mr. Policeman

And dog if you with it then pump up your fist in the air and pray for the politicians freely

Get an amen, the last days of the last days

 

Bizzy:

An' that's why I get high

An' that's why I get high

 

I'm holdin' on to my soul, but nobody knows and when it all unfolds

And then when I go, go, remember the days 'Cause all that I get I get on my own with Bone

Bone, Bone, muggin', thuggin' through your door

Hoes speakin' of the last day, it's on when I'm past at trail, but what do you know

But I can't go wrong when I kick it with my song and turn it up

'Cause you love that thuggish, ruggish, bone, bone, bone

 

Crossroads, wanna rule the world, no I don't 'Cause too many of us lost those

Who meant so much, why wasn't I chose

But it will not stop Bone, those shots don't drop Bone

No-ooh, oh, no

 

And if I could teach the world to be a thug like me

Then they probably be thuggin' in heaven eternally

 

Layzie:

Every day the world goes round and round, I see it's a small world after all

'Cause I go meet and I greet with my fans, smoke a little weed and have a little laugh with y'all

But every now and then, I gets caught up in a playa hation

Lord, whats wrong with this 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 a story

A warrior, Wasteland Warrior so true

 

Divine, it's mine, East 1999

Is where your findin' all of my kind, every time

 

If I could teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thug in harmony (harmony)

Then I would teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thugster just like me (like me)

If I could teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thug in harmony (harmony)

Then I would teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thugster just like me (like me)

 

Krayzie:

(If I, if I) We stand as united, but fall if divided

My thugs is the tightest, 'Cause God is our guide

But they only define us, as killers and fighters

The critics and writers, backstab when they typin' our story

 

The war to be warrior that's for sure

And as thugs, we more more more

 

Wish:

I got, we got, to much shit to give, got shit to give

Especially, but still understood by older folk, and little kids

Common, all o' y'all 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 hatas out to kill Wish, wanna hurt this

But uh-uh, I got true Mo Thug niggaz you just can't fuck with

Artillery you just can come with, nigga better let it rest, shit

 

To the little boys and girls all over the world

This shit that we say is for the streets, not for you go and do

Or to repeat, please, if we can no more murder

How must I say it, if we can no more murder

 

If I could teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thug in harmony (harmony)

Then I would teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thugster just like me (like me)

If I could teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thug in harmony (harmony)

Then I would teach the world (whole wide world) to be a thugster just like me (like me)

 

Krayzie (Repeated to End):

Why do I stay high

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Shoot 'em Up Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Shoot 'em Up Video

(Chorus)

Shoot shoot shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up (x4)

Twelve gauges bust up in ya playa hatas we be quick to pin ya

You know, we know, you don't wanna roll

Cause then we give it to you, we're gonna bring it to you, oh yeah...

 

Right off the job, ooh now I gots ta let ya know,

When you seen betta be rollin' with tha big shot guns

And we deep when we creep never sleepin' and we droppin'

Dead bodies on fools who wanna get dumb enough

Now that you know like that

These niggaz come around they don't know how to act, in fact

I'm at the track in tha back with a couple of my cats in the hood

Smokin' weed and up to no good

Red Dog in the trunk and we rollin' that bank

Slang that bud on over yo thug

So me and tha rest of these thugs can marinate, marinate

We straight get high, so high

That's how my mental, that's how my mental stay

It's like parlay parlay like every day

Don't think on tha pimp, playa hatin'

But ya betta be pinnin' yo self

I cuts in with tha M-11, 357

Automatic weapons from my shelf.

These niggaz wanna take my health, my wealth check yo self

Tryin' to get in but they couldn't win

We took it to tha head with a fifth of weed now we in a 500 Benzo we roll-roll.

Drop tha top, lock tha locks, cock tha glock,

'Bout ta hit this corna,

Livin like a thugs on tha real who's stronga

When I put on ya, all playaz gonnaz

 

Murda mo murda mo murda mo murda dem all, they fall, dey fall

Buck-buck, oh yeah

Niggaz be gettin' they pistols finna,

And fuck with tha real mothafuckas

They fuck with us when we puff bitch

Ooh because we gonna put you back up in yo trunk quick

Hey, and 44 mag don't go and

Tha little nigga don't know betta, 357 put that ass in a matter

Execution, i'll be shootin' round

Leavin' em off on ya raw

Ya plot me cause you watch me

My nigga you know you watchin me now

When bitch niggaz run up and try me

I'm flippin up outta my shit with some shit to be keepin' you wonderin' redrum

Bye-bye

And fo sure we lit em up good

And you can still find me where

You know East 99, drug dealers and po-po and St. Clair

Going back to the mo

And it's Cleveland Cleveland

You know we thuggin' and thievin' thievin'

There's somebody who got beef, we got millions to make

A whole notha record

For you see my niggaz we comin' with nothin to lose

And bitch if you try me anybody mine plus

Bloody bodies trying to get out of tha room

If I could just look up and see ya dyin' iyin, iyin and flippin' my mind

Whereever you dig em quiet

The get past on tha ride right bang

That's tha way you get a man, get a man

Sneak up on him and you kill him

And he won't fuck with you no more.

You havin a party

With that weed goin up in ya body

Smokers chill

My niggaz they got me sloppy

High oh so so high

 

Come on come on don't be shy let's get high

We got tha herb, if you want some, want some

We got weed indeed you need some, need some

Oh yeah

I know this just might sound crazy, but lately

Gotta roll wit' my gun

Cause tha hatas they hate me

When they heard that nigga bone

Niggaz somehow someway get paid

Even if they hate that buck to tha bang

Good thing I got a gat cause we rhyme tight rhymes

Had to thug out but it came in time

Just two times

And if you give it to me

My thugs gon' give it to you

So people pull back its cool

Somebody's head gon' get blown

Bone, doin ya best on that

Hey, hey, hey

Go and fix with yo pistols and get with that buck to tha bang, bang, bang

Nigga wanna roll with bone it's on

But nigga we cool, we cool

Don't forget playa hataz gettin'

That buck to tha bang

All up in tha body, got 'em got 'em

We won't be slippin' we might just be peepin' you all tha time

I'm comin' I'm gunnin'

And put that on tha dolla man...

 

Shoot 'em up always, St. Clair breakin' you off and, you lossin', betta look to

Falsin', that'll be coffins for all of ya offspring

Well that'll be coffins for all of ya offspring

For tha police on the corna'

Creepin up because tha soldiers

Well they betta be watchin' on of them St. Clair niggaz

Puttin' it together to grab the doja

Well I know ya, see now you jumpin' about yo shit you

Ready with a gang of bitches for you

Ready and willing to do it to you, be my thang,

That buck, buck to smoke jane

See some of these niggaz say that nigga was bullshit

With that Bizzy maintain

Well it be that north coast homie

That city where tha St. Clair niggaz sell dope on it

Police want to search you for nothin' but that skunk

So it's on bitch bang

Feel it bitch cause my trigga' fingaz a bitch

Ho I be puttin em down with my click

I stood em all, and still play

And rest my nine up when I'm fuckin with y'all

Slangin my dogs to dem all

Niggaz mention little Bizzy, but it's all good

I still ball, and I'm knowin' you knowin no snatching no souls no nigga be

Showin'

Cause as I'm flowin already gave my niggas a fifth and we lit in a doorway here

Clair, stickin' up tha sto'

What did you think i'm scared

There you are

What did you think i'd bring you down...

 

Chorus (x4)

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Don't Worry Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Don't Worry Video

Krayzie Bone

 

Everything's gonna be alright

(it's gon' be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright now

(it's gonna be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright

(it's gon' be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright now

(it's gonna be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright

(it's gon' be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright now

(it's gonna be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright

(it's gon' be alright)

Everything's gonna be alright now

(it's gonna be alright)

 

Say don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

 

Verse 1:

 

Now why did they kill him

It's one of my niggas is dreamin' schemin on making a million

Tryin' feed they children and police keep coming 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 can't even see through

But no matter what we do (matter what we do),

We gon' be strugglin' forever running forever

The hood that I seein' it won't get no betta

Until armageddon goes down it's not a legend

It's kinda hard to view, paradise,

But if you just try close your eyes you can view it

But reality hits you soon as you open your eyes you find

That you still live a fucked up life

And the streets done took over your mind

Figure you gotta survive, so somebody got to die

You just wanna break down and cry

But asking God to come help us please, why?

 

Hook: Krayzie Bone

 

Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang

 

Verse 2: Wish Bone

 

Some ah y'all niggas really can't fight

Betta get it together getta act right

Cause when you fuck wid Bone

Betta come wid somethin' betta have you shit right

And don't be planning no future on nuthing you heard, nigga,

He say she say get you fucked up killa

And I'm gon' ride, won't lose no sleep over nuthin'

You can save it friend

But all these years,

Face to face ain't nobody said nuthin'

Livin' in these wicked days

Tryin' to get over my wicked ways

Time after time I know we tried

But losing this life everyday

And I don't wanna go out like that not me,

Lately Bone got what you want

Physically you don't wanna bleed

A la la la la la la

Hit 'em hard it's gonna be alright,

Alright alright

 

Hook

 

Verse 3: Bizzy Bone

 

And don't you worry bout, a damn thang

And don't you worry bout, a damn thang,

Wid all odds, against us

When the guard got me running for the fences

Aiming at these henchmen litigate shells

I'm teaming my clip wid the extra extension

I sit in my basment like it's a crackhouse bored,

Blackout cause I was paranoid, he enjoys what I avoid

The courts ah bowl ah, crooks

Cause bitches want the money on ya books

Destroy double eyed dotted watch devil smiles wid a cush

Gotta sell chronic to get me up some mellofied timing televised

The crucified promised in ah my ish nobody can stop us

Where the shoot out?

How many niggas you killed?

How many niggas for real?

Like Mary Louelle as long as I live

Forty five strategized like,Ohh dow,

Niggas can blast at me

Bitches can pass me,

Fuck ah chicken and let's get on

 

Hook

 

Verse 4: Flesh N Bone

 

I remember like yesterday

Way back in the day coming up

Moms used to read to me everyday

Through the evening even through the afternoon

In the dawn ah book of songs,

So I'm wondering off through the wilderness

Somewhere in the valley of the shadow of death

Want to hunt me down all the need for people

Heaven I wonder will the devil catch me shall prevail

Lately even heaven is flashy sick of this amazed envy

And it ain't nuthin' to see and believe in heaven in front of you

That's what I'm having a de ja vu

Lord when I lay down down to sleep

I pray for the Lord and the Holy Ghost bless my 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 oh please Lord take us

I say to my momma peep no no more crying drying eyes

Nigga locked up at wayside

Couldn't even pay respect to my stepdad when he died

So finally got a release bid and I slide back to the county

Back to the 5-5 ride fore I touch back home

Don't worry bout a damn thang

Everything finna be al-right

Off to the door so bright like a knight in shining armour

Hug my wife my sons my daughter

Ain't no more reason to even bother

 

Hook

 

Verse 5: Layzie Bone

 

Look nigga I ain't worried bout nothing

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

Whateva don't kill you will make you stronger

I promise you that just keep on pushing,

If you slip you fall and you hurt yourself

Then the Lord will provide your cushion

Determination, rules the nation whateva you facing just be a man

Believing in death before dishonor shake the drama and take a stand

For ah nigga like me see it didn't come easy

Ah nigga had to struggle and fight

At ah point and time in my life

It's like ah nigga just can't get it right

To all of my family Layzie loves ya

And I never take shit for granted

Feeling so wicked off in this planet

Man fuck tryin' to understand it

That's why I stay focused thugging and loc'dus

Stacking my bricks till I form the fifth

Momma never said it'd be like this

But nigga I'm ready for anything,

Remember to never count your eggs before they hatch

About precision timing and vision

Get up and go and don't turn back

If you ah soldier and you know it hold ya head up high

And keep stompin' in yo big black boots and don't worry

 

Hook

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - U Ain't Bone Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - U Ain't Bone Video

Verse 1: Bizzy Bone

I'm sending a message to warn you imposters

All hating in my business

When I see you I'm a drop you

Get slugged and get drugged

My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge

Got you when I spot you I should pop you

Even the boss was telling me not to

But I won't stop until they get shot

When they get out the hospital

They gonna get shot, too

The fast one bringing that AK

Better walk, then we even

When I leave and flees to Cleveland

Now, murder 'em and rest in peace

So goodbye. We're shutting it down

And now we're prowling niggas from alleys

Cloning our sound, we found your town

Now is you ready for the war?

Cry loud and go

Many if all niggas 'll fall off in they sleep

And even oppose and order them hoes

Gonna flee with me?

Bitch, fuck with me then see that

My little aliens, yeah

We come to your city. Can they really

Put it on down with the pistol?

Can you feel me, feel me?

 

Verse 2: Layzie Bone

They beat biters, dope-style takers

When I see you face-to-face

My nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater

You niggas ain't Bone, you clone

You wrong. What the fuck?

You niggas ain't thinking

What's the consequence?

Now I'm 'bout to get

Real deadly. Ready for the war

When we just start bombing shit

Trying to cop my click?

Hell no! Real raw. Y'all niggas thought this was a game?

Now it's time to make you feel the pain

Wanna test my everyday thang?

I aim straight for your temple

It's really that simple when I seen it splatter

Had I even killed one of you clones

Then the rest of y'all wouldn't even matter

Scattered. Run for the border

Your career is getting shorter

Nigga, better hide 'Cause I already warned ya

Mo Thug Records taking over

I told ya. Soldier man your post

Better cover your coast and lock all entries

If one of my sounds is off in your town

Then it's going down by the means infantry

Instantly finna be World War 3

If you fucking with my family jewels. You fools!

You niggas break golden rules

Gotta walk the walk in your own shoes

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Them niggas going platinum every time

I'm ready to ride. You ready to ride?

It's do or die. Then, nigga, I die

I jump in my Five Double-O

If you got it, better flaunt it

I'm a drop the top, and lock the locks

And cock the Glock; it'll make you want it

Come get it. And while you're rapping

On your song, just remember no pretenders

Bitch, you hoes ain't Bone!

 

Chorus: Krayzie Bone

I hope you realize that you ain't Bone

You ain't Bone

Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone?

Nigga, you ain't Bone

Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)

To let 'em know that we're charging

Clones pay

Come on now ring the alarm (Ring the alarm)

To let 'em know that we're charging

Clones pay

 

Verse 3: Bizzy Bone

Straight from the corner and I'm a thug

All my diamonds

I bet you wanted to stop my shining

Didn't we warn you, nigga?

The sign. See? Blinded

Run but they finding

Me in my Double-big-Five-O

And critical with a pistol

With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll

Serve you. Heard my words

Are satanic and wishful

Then see you all get pissed off

My generals need no horse

We need AR-15s, twenty Glocks

With beams, and TNT

Nigga roll with me

Burial. Fuck the world!

When I deal, hope I repented

'Cause if the world I resented

It just might catch me up in heaven

But I'm a work this earth til it hurts

Gotta done make the worse

All the way through trial

I'm back in the court for some dirt

Get 'em off soil. They wait for alarm

I curse that silly ass bitch said I stoled a purse

And at them bullshit awards. But they told me

I stole beneath of my shirt. And it makes me sick

Even Ripsta's sistas plus family understands

Fuck with it. Put it on your Grammy

Even my mammy's scared to tell. And

Deep in my mind, devil seeped in. Scary

Stay wary and carry on. Promise to burn me

Never bury and hurry if you ain't Bone

 

Verse 4: Layzie Bone

These niggas wanna erase me

'Cause they can't face me

Crash collide with the niggas that hate me

Fucking with the real, y'all see how the fake be

Ducking the cut, trying to look for safety

Make me reach for my pistol and pop it

Niggas gonna pay on the day that I spot him

Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy

On the way to the rodeo, killing all carbon copies

I'll be damned if I let a nigga breathe. Indeed

I grieve for the war. What's next?

It's all about respect, bitch nigga

I'ma get that shit if I don't get nothing else

To the end I'm steady flipping

Fucking the world til they give Bone props

Nigga, you got knocked on blocks

With rocks, beat down by the cops

And it still don't stop. Glock Glock

I'm grinding, steadily climbing

To the top of the charts. Where you wanna be?

Off in my prime it's all about timing

As I look at my shit make history

No mystery. Mistook and, nigga

That eight-time platinum real

How do you feel to the thugs appeal?

Make nigga wanna sound like Bone for a record deal

Should'a kept it real and quit fronting. Nigga

Go round-for-round with the best

Nigga, step up and meet your death

Fucking with Kray, Little Lay, Biz, Wish, and Flesh

Yeah, it's all about survival of the fittest and it's on

Nigga, realize, or you die. You bitch ass niggas ain't Bone

 

Chorus 2x

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Mo' Murda Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Mo' Murda Video

Hook:

Mo murda mo murda

Come come again

(Repeat 8x)

 

Verse 1: Krayzie Bone

 

Dear Mr.Ouija,

Let 'em know who the boss is

So nigga you wanna get tossed in the river?

Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love,

Me show 'em the Bone when I grab that chrome,

Gotta haunt that dome,

Folla me roll stroll down East 1999

Gotta find these row hoes,

Nigga if you woke up and all of a sudden

Nigga you was off inna my hood?

I'm a, real thuggish nigga,

So a, I would have to kill ya so die,

Popped off to the coffin,

Pick up my pump dump chumps in the gutter pain,

Nigga got ta fucked up bang

Taking no shorts so fuck ya man,

Claim my thang to slang them bloody bodies,

Kill 'em all, send them hoes up in flames

Krayzie insane to the brain,

Hey we slay niggas who think we play,

Nigga, me deadly wid the gun,

Machete be dipped in rum,

Runnin' wid the gun steady buckin'

Leavin' them bodies dumped off in the alley for dead,

I'm near, kill 'em all, mo' murda mo' murda

That's what Ouija said,

Gotta put one in ya head, Bang,

We coming to serve ya,

Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda

Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda

 

Hook

 

Verse 2: Layzie Bone

 

Will I die of murda bloody mo murda,

Living in the Land of the Heartless comin' up daily?

Until a me murda them all, I'm never gon' fall

So I'ma murda them baby

Get 'em up wid me thugs,

See 'em on the corner and they slangin' them drugs

Givin' up shots out to the glock glock

Eighty eight to the ten five,

Them killas be pumpin' them slugs,

Niggas be fiendin' me daily,

Me silence me twelve guage eruption,

And I'm on a road to destruction

And steady be bustin' and bodies be bustin' me,

Killa, with a buckshot, I'ma peel ya

Number one assassin's still the realer nigga

Down for my crime, niggas be down tryin' to stay to tha grind,

Niggas is going insane taking a shot to the brain, and man,

So call it a shame but what be the thang up offa this murda game?

And I'm feelin' not a bit remorseful,

My twelve guage just so forceful,

So playa hate when I'm in ya town

The nigga me bucking 'em down

And I'm giving up peace to the hustlas,

Thugstas and twelve guage pumpstas,

Drug 'em in gutters mo murda me style, now,

Put 'em on the ground, lay down,

Nigga check my thang the way that we swang

When I'm coming to serve ya,

Wid the nine cocked and it's ready to pop

Lettin' off shots Layzie be screamin'

Mo murda mo murda

 

Hook

 

Verse 3: Wish Bone

 

Gotta kill, get 'em nowhere to run

Can't get away from my shotgun

Leavin' them bodies fucked up,

Pump pump to the ground better leave it alone,

Nigga wanna die when fuckin' wid,

Mo Thug nigga we killed this bitch,

Now you wanna catch some bang bang

Nigga wanna die when I let my nuts hang,

What is it in me makes me feel like I gots ta murda ya?

You slip when I'm high, pullin' my trigger and nigga you die, soldier

Four killas we creepin' and comin' to hurt ya, mo murda

Better pack that five five,

I'm feelin' like killin' you dying tonite,

You don't wanna hear that glock pop,

When the glock pop pop don't stop,

We all about murda mo,

Finger on the trigger Mo Thug let go,

We straight from Cleveland,

Clack back nigga ya bleeding,

You don't wanna fuck wid Bone,

Pullin' that chrome now nigga ya gone

If you wanna die bye,

See you in the gutter let mama cry,

Watch Mo Thug Killas pump pump,

Put 'em in the ground with his head blown gone

Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda

 

Hook

 

Verse 4: Bizzy Bone

 

Eternally thugstas die,

Will I die of murda now?

East ninety nine follow me grind

And all descending that body underground, way down

Me ride and everyone dies,

And I, rolling wid my killas,

And all ah my, thuggish ruggish niggas no lie,

Druggin' up bloody mo victims get 'em get 'em

That'll be little Ripsta, sinister

Kill y'all, put 'em in the river,

Bodies shiver, FUCK that nigga

Hit 'em up inside, minds be blowin' I'm dumpin'

Remember me spray 'em slay 'em guage 'em layin 'em

All up off inna the coffin,

Ready to fade 'em,

To buck or to shoot wid the twelve guage eruptions,

Creep out your seat would ya we come to stay

Found out none of my niggas was bluffing,

For the love of the murda man the murda game

The same but a bang bang bang,

Can't resist to bump you now pow run 'em all off

St Clair stays, down for the murda mo

Oh no, ho when a thugsta, stroll

Forty fours still pointed at the po-pos

Stop 'em drop 'em numb those 'til out cold they froze,

You know, nigga we can't be bluffing

We bannnggg insane,

When I put one to your temple,

Mo murda then blow out ya brain

 

Mo murda mo murda

Come come again,

Come bloody murda

('til fade)

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Murder One Lyrics

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Murder One Video

Verse 1: Flesh N Bone

 

We in the last five days of these trials and tribulations

And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken

Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan

We facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared

Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates

Or will I burn off in that lake now,

Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake

How many wait it's too late it's over now

Niggas had a lack of faith so life ain't straight, if you incapable,

Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin'

Betta plead to bloody Jesus

Watch how the majesty control it

Don't let it go slow down hold on

Now can I get a witness shout Hallelujah,Amen

I'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya

Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm

I got designed when the world drop dimes

This world you'll fine there's no other like my kind

 

Hook: Bizzy Bone

 

Code Murder One, Code Murder One,

Code Murder One, Code Murder One

Murder them mo

(4x)

 

Verse 2: Bizzy Bone

 

If the world should end today!

Fully automatic gunning through it

Gunning thangs, red rummed when strumming pain

Mo murda, I heard 'em holla holla, clock dollas

Swallow me baby cause we balling hollow point tips to the CI

Enemies keep rolling, get 'em off that flaunted fluid

Making me nauseous cautious these niggas is flossing

My Nina Ross tossed out I'm slaucing

It's for the auction rapper bop the copper got gospel on 'em

Who wanna magnum?

Who wanna tag 'em?

Bag 'em up ain't no problem, baby (bitch)

Smoked out in high school

Sleeping the fifth grade selling chicken

Gotta get paid we in the kitchen

Cooking up grade and baby go on go grym

Hold on, motherfucking gun

Another fifth took one hood shot she split up

Talking bout the get up for everyone ya lit up and hit up

So huff and make it settle

 

Hook (2x)

 

Verse 3: Layzie Bone

 

Make me push this panic button nigga

We moving like the Panthers in the sixties

Khaki suited booted my thugs recruited

You wit me nigga you wit me

Millitant minded perfect timing it

Always on the incline ah shit

Nigga that's down for the grind ah shit

Keeping real niggas rewinding this,

Deep in the ghetto in the streets ah Cleveland

We call it thieving mind deceiving

Hear the reasons for hustling season

Bottom line money is power

And the power mean muscle

Money and guns stacked up to the ceiling

Nigga get down for his hustle his hustle hustle

Now nigga now what ya gon' do when they come for you

Well I'ma tell ya right now what we gon' do

Scream M-O-G and start blasting

Nigga never did like them boyz in blue

No regards for authorities,

Wanna dump ah nigga up wid the ferozine

Oh you invited to the bloody ass whore scene

Know what I mean you betta get wid the team

Cause this is the soldiers ready for war nigga,

We from way down under nigga been waiting for the day

To let off these rounds it's thunder, it's thunder

Got my mind made up, and if niggas str8 balling up outta control

Just as those hoes nigga rose

On ah mission tryin' ta get that dough

Separated mine through prose,

Open and close just like a case

Place to place ya feeling ya safe

HB all up in my face,

And it just ain't safe it just ain't safe safe

I'm knowing they want me to catch it in war

Boy boy I seek and destroy any nigga that throw the decoy

See me I'm stacked and ripping shit

Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats

Tattoos all over my body 7 on the stomach,

Skull on my chest, Nine millimetre in my pocket

Ready to buck on the crowd,

As long as that one little nigga

Sagging and bragging and talking loud

Talking about he bout it bout it

Nigga I got yo whole clik

Real niggas don't run they mouth

Real niggas make moves and get rich

 

Verse 4: Flesh N Bone

 

Mobbing in ah Expedition

Thinking of ah proposition

Settle my composition

Feeling relentless fucking up gun condition

Mo murda competition,

How many niggas on the frontline

Ready for whateva my nigga wid yo tech nine

Nigga disrespect mine,

How will you lose the chalk

For marrow rip through thine spine

If you wanna listen to what I say

Hey gotta pay intuition,

This ain't no free exploit of an exhibit

Cause, my niggas, to exquisite

I'm so armageddon, just as my Smith & Wesson

Here's a nice slug for you

And my nitrogen glyc bomb

Can land on them newly morgue

I watch when they all come stormin'

So when my one hit 'em up they fall

Let off wid ah little frustration bust my gun

Bullets haul

 

Hook 4x

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Weed Song Lyrics

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Krayzie Bone:

Take me, higher, higher, baby

 

Can you feel it (feel it, feel it, feel it)

Do you feel the same weed high that I do

'Cause I'm so high (reefer makes you feel that way)

And I feeling so right

Roll mo,roll mo, let's smoke, I got to get high

 

I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la)

And I just been smokin' and smokin'

Smoke another blunt, roll another up

You know that weed can really ease your mind

Every time I smoke a reefer that indo high makes me fly

 

If everybody smoked a blunt, relieve the mind, the world could be a better place

If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted

Float out (out, out out), smoked out (out, out, out), choked out (out, out,

Out), pull another O (out, out, out)

Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)

 

Bizzy Bone:

The weed can't get no better (no better baby)

 

Bizzy Bone:

20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday

Come around my way, we gone want to stay

Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all I can say

Sure I need some more

Don't make me wait, stay awake, fake sleep

Got the weed between the sheets

Catch me

Mary Jane bless me

Open up the dime, stimulate your mind, slide my thumb up the blunt

Open up to what you find in mari....juana

I've never been in high times (lovin' them high times)

I never been in high times (but could you tell me)

Am I high enough (am I high enough)

Am I high enough (am I high enough)

 

Wish Bone:

I remember being a little thug

Weed, really didn't know what it was

Then I took a puff and I realized

I should always stay high

 

The weed, the weed, makes me feel, alright (alright)

If you feel like I feel, I got half on your dime

If you got weed smoke it, I'm a real weed smoker

If it's mine then I would, since it's yours you could, you should

 

If I ain't there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me

'Cause you know a nigga love to get high, high, high and free

Smokin' all night, feelin' all right, Bone Thugs get high, so high

High, high, all night, high, high, so high

 

Flesh-N-Bone:

Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my

I know you wonder why I do this love the sky

And I soar up so high

This mornin' I was in my bed

Bangin' and ringin' inside my head

I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night I got P-O-Ded instead

So baby don't go away, all I got to say

Is I gotta have you Mary J

Such a heavenly feelin' I get when I'm taking fat ass blunts to the brain

Oh darlin' I'm going insane and I wish we really can

Kick it at home in America, like it was on in Amsterdam

You heard that I'm, you heard I'm, nothin' but a, realer thug nigga

Nothin' less than a killa, I might if I'm makin' a scrilla

I never knew no one as live as the bone that kick as strong as me

Be rippin' the bong like me, can hit it as long as me

 

Layzie Bone:

When I need to free my mind

I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed

Everything I need, leave it to the trees

It can make me feel better, and everyday I wake we

Be rollin' up blunts, and mo' blunts, and mo' blunts

And I, keep a case of swissha sweets in the trunk

So when I'm rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin'

Through the city in the drop top

Glock cocked,rollin', just rollin'

Me and Mary Jane

That's my world, that's my thang

The way she penetrates my brain

Buddah, done blessed me with game

Good game, you wanna chop it up, we can kick it, smoke a phatty to the dome

Nigga lay high, thugged out, smokin', all, night, long

 

(Chorus till fade)

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Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Home Lyrics

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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 every time 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'll never see the abyss

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 put up a fight

If I knew it was trite

They sayin everything happin' for a reason

Can you tell me why these niggas bleedin'

Needin' general assistance

I'm here needin' public housing

I'm here tryna make ends meet

Tryna get on their feet

But see my brain 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' this stress to my spouse

Cause 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 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-

So take, take me home,

Cause I dont remember,

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

Make a living to when I was lini 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

Ah nigga dodgin 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

Since you left Bone, it never been right

I knew it woulda been on

We woulda been tight

We woulda 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 touched,

Pretend to be blessed

They want money and women, it's never enough

Take in a breath slow nobody knows just too much

You better be good, you know im from the hood and 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 one of the paid,

And I'll be one of the saved, stay hatin' the fake

On the television runnin' 'round tellin' niggas be ready for hate,

Guard Leathaface 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

And swallow my pride it's all about heartache, hard to break

Lost mommy, poppy left home

I miss Wish' Uncle Charlie

Sit listenin in the back and tellin his selection

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 Bone-

When I lost my Uncle Charles 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 you live through what we spit on the song

You might have been through somethin' hope its nothing like Bone

Like one said we'll never make it

Like two, thirty mil in they faces

And I really gone slow when Bone has already left

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 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 meant 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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