Da Introduction (CD version, about 4:25 long)
Bone Thugs~n~Harmony
E. 1999 Eternal
Lyrics By Kevin Yaguchi
Edited By Chris Reid
Welcome 2 tha darkside!
Enob hsigguR hsiggurT z’tI!
St. Clair nigga... [eternal eternal eternal]
Enob hsigguR hsiggurT z’tI! [eternal eternal eternal]
Enob hsigguR hsiggurT z’tI! [eternal eternal eternal]
Enob hsigguR hsiggurT z’tI! [eternal eternal eternal]
Enob hsigguR hsiggurT z’tI! [eternal eternal eternal]
Enob hsigguR hsiggurT z’tI! [eternal eternal eternal]
Enob hsigguR hsiggurT z’tI! [eternal eternal eternal]
(*Bizzy’s part in Thuggish Ruggish Bone backwards*)
Buck buck buck buuuuuuuuck!
Hahahahahahahahahahaha!
Right back at you muthafuckin ass
Comes those real true thugs
Straight off tha Double Glock!
Puttin it down for the muthafuckin land
Takin no shorts, no losses
Puttin it down on you jealous bitch made playa hatin ass niggas
You betta tell em whats real, bitch!
Takin over shit in the 9 5
I bring to you, the one and only
BONE THUGS~N~HARMONY!!!
Nigga this St. Clair...
Yeah, nigga...
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
It’ll be all about that yayo bankroll, betta make that money man
Payroll, put in on tha door, gotta beat em hoes, an I put em in bank
Gotta get them demons off me
Creepin up softly seepin up through my soul
Well sleepin ain’t good to go
When I’m all alone lock them doors an betta watch tha door
But I won’t be slippin, sleepin under tha thugs I bails with
With the trail of 12 gauge shells, blood’ll be spilled
1 87 and a 2 11, 12 guage and an AK-47 spray
Li’l Ripsta kill em now, put em off in a grave daily
With a slug stuck all up in ya
But I roll with reala niggas pop pop drop 2 tha sound underground an I’m off ta kill ya
Dem St Clair thugs we love, when they pumpin dem slugs now
What see tha dove from tha scud when I dug them enemies into the muddy drug
I run with my trues, snooze you lose, when you have ta get fucked up
What’s up with them shoes, ooh they new, so leave em offa my doggs chucks
When I left left my block, hey, whadda ya know? Oh no tha popo did follow
Coppa gotta see him layin behind the scope, but nigga remember my motto
Me no surrender, gotta get away from the Feds with tha quickness
Hangin to the side, gotta swing to tha ride, running through tha cut, hit 95
Bail, running 4 safety, we makin it, chill...
Gotta make a mil, but I can’t get caught for real, nigga drop that bill
Neva pop my steel
Bring no competition don’t fuck with my clique so listen you bitches stay trippin so get
with me
Stickin an licken for pocketz, so drop in that dolla man, betta holla bang
Thug widda thug nigga smokin blunts, nigga don’t stiff on tha weed, smoke it all
Cuz nigga you know when the fuckas get fried, I’mma run an go psycho, chokin all all
Now you runnin with these thuggish killaz, creepin out of the land, gettin ready to ride
Gettin high all tha time, my niggas in tha land got glocks for days on tha 9 9
But I kill em all, dog be fakin tha funk with the 12 guage eruption on niggas, so what
now?
Come nigga, get bucked, pow, when after all that get shut tha fuck down
An I’m talkin bout niggas that wanta contend with them thugstas
Some nigga that fucked up, neva no playa hatas in the clique allowed, an we neva no
bustas
Neva catch a nigga sleep, hear tha buckshots rain where the thugs in Cleveland dwell
Daily collectin my mail an I’ll meet you in hell in all else fails, oh well
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
Execution Double Nine style, steadily sending dem bodies underground
© 1996 Kevin Yaguchi
Back To Tha Music Section.
© 1996