Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Body Rot Lyrics

[Chorus 2X]
I say the war shouldn't stop
Until these playa-hatin n____s body rott (body rott)
n____ the war shouldn't stop
Until these m_________in cops body rott (body rott)

[Krayzie]
We paper chasers, smokin blunts
You'll never find a thuggish bunch of n____s like us (like us)
Don't be so quick to test us
I'll be annoyed and might bust
I'ma have to talk to Eazy through the Ouija
So I can see
If maybe he can tell me
Why you're hatin on me, bitin on me
Why you want me
To show a n____ Leather Face, and he
Don't f___ around n____
He's a real buck 'em down n____
m_________ rappin', how 'bout f___in wit me now n____
n____ get ya checks from ya broads, get high
Then your broads sneak ya keys from ya n____s and ride
Everybody wanna party, even the n____s with a problem
Made-n____, we done solve 'em
Cause, b____ we'll sqaush 'em
Don't know me, f___ you when you got beef
But you also got to clone styles, and no motif
See me rappin' on yo TV actin
And it's a fact that when you see us in person
Think we gon flex, or show you no action
Down for mine, got to show a n____ time to time
So I figure I'll slow down the rhyme
So they can understand I'm filled with so much anger and pain
And if I drop, then I'll explode like a f___in grenade n____
f___ calm, time to ring the alarm
Breakin' n____s out of prison killin all the guards (Woo!)
Power to the people, givin people the power
To put it down in your city
And f___ them hillbillies
n____, I can't stand no
m_________in po-po
When will we start killin these b____es and takin no mo'?
Yeah, Mo Thug, the only clique that I claim
Although we all beyond the bangin
You can say I roll wit-a-gang
And dissin chin checkers in the making
So n____ continue with the rotatation (rotation, rotation, rotation)

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[Bizzy]
I heard. I murdered.
I heard. I murdered. I heard (heard)
Yeah n____, we holler about all of the murders
Look what they did to Tyrone
Flippin the flow and let it burn
Without pistols, the police ain't strong
Finna bomb, b____, you f___in wit all the black gat peeps
And in the 1999 when ya meet up in the end
Be it be no peace for the police
The (Biz!) here to rip the (streets!)
And get 'em all (p___ed!)
Get ??
We dont take (defeat!)
Me steppin (retreat!)
You can lose yo arms, better use yo feet
Jus pick up my cannon, n____, yeah yeah
Hear the pump, it erupt
We're corrupt as the four, down to buck
Come and get f___ed up
And get up outta the county, n____ get rowdy
(duck into battle)
Disappear-pear, in a ally
Reappear-pear, off in Cali
Can you feel me, daddy?
Proudly handle stuff like a man
And went through s___ in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum
f___ the rap, and corner b____ made hation nation
Nowadays an occupation
So why you hate me? Still can't fade me away
Go on, be gone
The point of view was made with the song
And while they pop, I'm ready to bomb (bomb bomb bomb)

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[Layzie]
How do you see me when you see me?
Drinkin' on Hennesy and Remy
Look into my eyes, my s___ is dreamy
Beggin to Scotty, "Won't you beam me up?"
I buck, 12 gauge erupt, disrupt your order, infantry
Ya'll better expect annihalation f___in' around with the SCT
And I better be a souljah organizer, but they're lovin just us
Army see, full of harmony, and n____ 'In Thugs We Trust'
So n____ I bust, so back up off me
Givin' no mercy, s___ is critical
Killin' you individual with a Ouija type ritual
I'm diggin a ditch for all you po-po who felt you could come & raid me
Ain't no way to be safe
n____, this the army brigade
So listen up and hear what's spoken
As I start this locomotion
Retaliate because we chosen
Open showin the Lord his devotion

[Chorus]

[Wish]
Now when you're f___in' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin
Got n____s knowin, rollin with me
Infra red to yo head, don't beg, you dead, we fled
Gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thing, better ride ride
Cause when you f___in wit
You gon' die die
Don't be surprised, Bone want yo presidents, wanna run it all
Run all of it (all of it)
f___ that dog, f___ that dog
Cause n____s is superstitious
n____ don't pull no gun if you ain't gon spit
Click clack clack be the sound
These police and haters is wrong, oh
We buckin em down
Trust in me, in harmony, I try peace
Eternally bless my soul, Lord
And everybody that rides with me:
It's from me to you.
It's from me to you (me to you)
It's just my point of view
It's just our point of view (point of view, point of view)
Yeah, and that's why I stay high
So high, so high like ladi-da-da-da
Ladi-da-da-da, so high, so high

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