| Lyrics: | Krayzie:
We thuggish ruggish (censored) always, always,
and ready to bring the war up
your way, if you hate.
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 do they bring
big (censored)?
(Censored) y'all, with a gang of bodyguards, my (censored) is stone cold
killas,
peelas, steppin' out the limos (censored) soldiers maintain, givin'
my babies all of
my money but my diamonds steady be shinin'.
My gang, you know me. Homies got mo' love, and I'm
blessed,
when I'm out of my sentence 'cause my pistol, Mo Thug, gotta keep the Lord up over
my
shoulders, Jesus sent me his roll or loco, sober, load a revolver, hold up, now,
buck 'em
all, the haters, I'm showin' them.
And I seen that the bulletholes was too much, no luck, ya get
blowed up, all of you playas goes out.
The surgeons say that your body can not be sewed
up.
Hold up, and wait a minute.
It's time for Bone Thugs, 'cause y'all think that you can
really hate.
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?
Krayzie:
It's a regular day when haters hate me, but they could never
fade me.
Them stuffed in the trunk of my Mercedes.
Krayzie ready, and you can believe that,
you can believe that when we get even,
we get even, fin to set it off in Cleveland.
Welcome
to the party, but no clone Bone imitators allowed,
'cause we ain't tryin' to front nobody, but
you rap like my partner, pal.-acap |
