Lyrics: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony: The Art Of War: WWII: U Ain’t Bone
Bizzy Bone
I’m sendin’ a message to warn you imposters
All hatin’ 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 I should pop you
Even the boss was tellin’ me not to
But I won’t stop until they get shot
When they get out the hospital
They gonna get shot too
(…?…) and they got better walkin’ and we even
When I leave and flees to Cleveland now
Murder ’em and rest in peace and good-bye
We’re shuttin’ it down and now
We’re prowlin’ niggas from alleys
Clonin’ our sound we found your town
Now is you ready for the war
Cry loud and go
Any and all niggas’ll fall off in they sleep
And even oppose and order them hoes gonna be flee bitch
Fuck with me then see that my little aliens
Yeah we come to your city and really put it on down
With the pistol can you feel me
Feel me
Layzie Bone
They beat-biters
Dope-style takers
When I see you face-to-face my nigga
I’ma treat you like a hater
You niggas ain’t Bone you clone you wrong
What the fuck
You niggas ain’t thinkin’ what’s the consequence
Now I’m ’bout to get real deadly
Ready for the war
When we just start bombin’ shit
Tryin’ 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 gettin’ shorter
Nigga, better hide ’cause I already warned you
Mo Thug Records’ takin’ over
I told you
Souljah man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it’s goin’ down by the means infantry
Instantly
Finna be World War 3 if you fuckin’ 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 goin’ platinum every time
I’m ready to ride
You ready to ride
It’s do or die
Then nigga I die
I jumped 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 rappin’ on your song
Just remember no pretender 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 to let ’em know that we’re chargin’
Clones pay
Come on now
Ring the alarm to let ’em know that we’re chargin’
Clones pay
Bizzy Bone
Straight from the corner and I’m a thug
All my diamonds
I bet you wanted to stop my shinin’
Didn’t we warn you nigga
The sign see blinded
Run but they findin’ me in mine (?)
And critical with a pistol with pistols
Feel the (…?…) serve you
Heard my words are satanic and wishful
Then see you all get pissed off
My generals need no horse
We need AR-15’s twenty glocks with beams and TNT
Nigga roll with me
Burial fuck the world when I deal
Hope I repent
‘Cause if the world (?)
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
Bring ’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
Layzie Bone
These niggas wanna erase me
‘Cause they can’t face me
Crash collide with the niggas that hate me
Fuckin’ with the real
Y’all see how the fake be
Duckin’ the cut tryin’ to look for safety
Make me reach for my pistol and pop it
Niggas gon’ pay on the day that I spot him
Toss him in the trunk of the Caddy all the way to the rodeo
Killin’ 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’m a get that shit
If I don’t get nothin’ else
To the end I’m steady flippin’
Fuckin’ 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 grindin’
Steadily climbin’ to the top of the charts
Where you wanna be
Off in my prime and all about timin’ as I look at my shit and 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
Shoulda kept it real and quit frontin’ nigga
Go round-for-round with the best
Nigga, step up and meet your death
Fuckin’ with Kray, Lil’ 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: 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 to let ’em know that we’re chargin’
Clones pay
Come on now
Ring the alarm to let ’em know that we’re chargin’
Clones pay
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