Look Into My Eyes - LP


We thuggish ruggish niggaz always always, and ready ta bring tha war if you aint you ain't 2X

Chorus
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me
Would ya look into my eyes
Look into my eyes and tell me what is us you see in me
Could you tell me what you see

Bizzy
Comin through tha door wit my militia, wanna be brief big niggaz, fuck yall, but they gain no bodyguards, my niggaz are stone cold killaz pealaz, pimpin on tha level sippin chokin spy dry, givin my babies all ah my money but my diamonds that'd be shinin my game, you know me, homies go mo luv, and I'm blessed when I'm runnin round senseless, plus a pistol Mo Thug, gotta keep tha Lord up ova my shouldaz Jesus, sent me his rollin loco sober load a revolva hold em down buck 'em to hell cuz I'm sho nuff, and I seen that tha bullet hole wuz too much no luck to get sewed up, all ah yall niggaz that's out to serve ya sentence your body could not get sewed up. Hold up and wait a minute, it's time fa Bone thugs thugs, yall need to get ready.

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Krayzie
What makes a nigga think he can bite my shit and call his shit original, what's worse tell a nigga you made tha style we put down 2 fuckin years ago, and dat's just like a nigga wanna take all tha credit I bet it, didn't even occur that you would eventually reep on crash collide lock up wit tha enemy. And I don't wanna say a nigga' name and all that but all yall finna get stomped, poof! Let 'em loose, and he heard tha news yup run up yah could get dead on. Oh ah hey, we murda mothafuckaz in a deadly way, fully automatic finna let 'em lay (shit) Get down Leatha Face, fuck 'em all if I can get my respect, come on now put them to rest rest, what a bloody bloody mess but nevathaless we won't stress. If figa this platinum got you actin like you got to be me. It's all in yo mind but, in time you'll find me as real as we speak.

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Layzie
All I see is a souljah, pistol in holsta givin you tha most I told ya them thugz, nigga nothin but tha luv and bud that we brought to tha table, and a nigga wanna test get slugz put 'em in tha mud, harmony smooth wit tha thug shit, mo murda to tha fools that clone. 5 nigga locced out wit tha ruffness nigga and it's war when ya crab these Bones when ya get it on. And I'm referrin to all yall bitches yall know who you are when you tried, rollin wit tha east since '93 shuttin shit down in tha industry, nigga can you buy that? I know, yall nigga wanna roll wit pros and make friendz ah foes but we chosen, God done blessed us wit his potion, pure devotion freely spoken baby. Niggaz can't see us neva, stick togetha my clique too cleva, ridin through tha dayz and tha stormy weatha rememba eternally itz means foreva lastin, #1 Assassin blastin mashin on all yall niggaz wrong doins. All ah tha heavenz gonna be ruined, truz when he come we won't be loosin, provin 'em wrong.

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Wish
I see 5 killa reala nigga ready ta roll wherever I go, true to pull tha trigga, smotha nigga, put him in ah river, and that's fa sho. Niggaz out there clownin mine, you can rhyme, tha style you got is all mine. When I see you bitch I'm goin in yo pockets double time. And it's like that, you don't want dat, come n get some pap pap, wanna sound like, wanna be like, nigga we can't have that. Why a nigga wanna bite tha bone shit platinum raps, nigga but erybody ain't doin nothin, tryin to make sumpthin outta nothin, fuck it less peal capz, buck 'em all down, put 'em in check, fa tha mug, wit a 44 mag I'm glad. Cuz when ya fuckin wit Bone, we sendin 'em home in a body bag. Now look into my eyes, betcha see a reala killa thug, puttin it down wit harmony.


Lyrics by Btohnae, so don't bite
Btohnae's SCT Bone thugs -n- harmony Source
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