We thuggish ruggish (Cenz.) always, always, and ready to bring the war if you hate, if you hate
-Krayzie-Chorus-
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Would you look into my eyes?)/Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me (Could you tell me what you see?)
-Bizzy-
Comin' through the door with my militia, why did he bring big (Cenz.) yall, with a gang of bodyguards, my (Cenz.) is stone cold killas, peelas/ Dippin' out the limos and bitch, yall just maintain, givin' my babies all of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin/ My gang, you know me/ Homies got mo' love, and a fistfull of all of my senses, pumps my fist to Mo Thug/ Gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders/ Jesus, send me his roll or loco soul, but load a revolver, hold up, now, buck 'em all to hell, 'cause I'm showin' 'em/ And I seen that the bulletholes was too much, no luck, ya get blowed up/ All of you (Cenz.) can stop, the surgeons say that your body can not get sewed up/ Hold up, and wait a minute/ It's time for Bone Thugs, cause yall think that you can really hate
-Chorus-
-Krayzie-
It's a regular day when the haters hate me/ But they can never fade me them stuffed in the trunk of my Mercedes Krayzie ready/ And you can believe that/ Do you believe that when we get even we get even/ Fin to set it off in Cleveland/ Welcome to the party where no clone Bone imitators allowed/ Cause we ain't tryin to front nobody but you rap like my partner pal/ Everybody say the same thing/ We back in the days a couple might have been twistin/ But man really them couple won't sayin nothin cause evidently won't nobody listenin/ Now you can look into my eye and tell me directly what you see nine times out of ten you're probably seein revenge and there's plenty within/ Buck em all if I can't get my respect/ Come on now put them to rest (Rest)/ What an ugly ugly mess but nevertheless we won't stress
-Chorus-
-Layzie-
All I see is this soldier pistol in holster/ Givin you the most I toast to them thugs/ It be nothin but the love of bud that we brought to the table and these haters wanna test catch slugs put em in the mud harmony smooth with the thugness mo murda to the fools that clone/ Five niggas loc'd out with the roughness and it's war when you craft these Bones we can get it on and I'm referrin to all of yall fakers yall know who yall are when yall tried that/ Rollin with the E since '93 shuttin (Cenz.) down in the industry (Cenz.) can you buy that I know/ Yall niggas wanna roll with pros and make friend of foes but we chosen/ God done blessed us with his potion pure devotion freely spoken baby/ You don't wanna see the Bone never stay together my clique too clever/ Ridin through the days of the stormy weather remember eternal it means forever lastin/ #1 Assassin blastin bashin on all you haters what I'm doin/ All of the heavens gonna be rulin/ Trues when he come we won't be losin provin em wrong
-Chorus-
-Wish-
I see five thuggish ruggish (Cenz.) ready to roll wherever I go/ True to pull a trigger you don't wanna be a killer but I gotta get down for mine that's for sho/ Here you out there clownin mine you can't rhyme the style you got is all mine and when I see you (Cenz.) I'm goin in your pockets double-time/ And it's like that you don't want that come and get some pap pap/ Wanna sound like wanna be like uh now you know we can't have that/ Why you clones wanna bite the Bone's raps platinum raps/ bit everybody's stuff and ain't doin nothin tryin to make somethin outta nothin buck it let's peel caps/ Lyrically buck em down/ Bone put em in his place you wannabe biters you biters..../ Hey now look into my eyes bet you see/ A realer killa thug puttin it down with harmony harmony
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Bone Thugs~n~Harmony album/soundtrack Art of War / Batman and Robin