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BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY lyrics : "Body Rott"


[Chorus 2X]
I say the war shouldn't stop

Until these playa-hatin ^!$$%s body rott (body rott)
^!$$% the war shouldn't stop
Until these mother$#&@in cops body rott (body rott)


[Krayzie]
We paper chasers, smokin blunts

You'll never find a thuggish bunch of ^!$$%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 ^!$$% Leather Face, and he

Don't $#&@ around ^!$$%
He's a real buck 'em down ^!$$%
Mother$#&@ rappin', how 'bout $#&@in wit me now ^!$$%

^!$$% get ya checks from ya broads, get high
Then your broads sneak ya keys from ya ^!$$%s and ride
Everybody wanna party, even the ^!$$%s with a problem

Made-^!$$%, we done solve 'em
Cause, (*##$ we'll sqaush 'em
Don't know me, $#&@ 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 ^!$$% 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 $#&@in grenade ^!$$%
$#&@ calm, time to ring the alarm

Breakin' ^!$$%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 $#&@ them hillbillies
^!$$%, I can't stand no
Mother$#&@in po-po

When will we start killin these (*##$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 ^!$$% continue with the rotatation (rotation, rotation, rotation)


[Chorus]


[Bizzy]
I heard. I murdered.
I heard. I murdered. I heard (heard)

Yeah ^!$$%, 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, (*##$, you $#&@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 (pissed!)

Get ??
We dont take (defeat!)
Me steppin (retreat!)

You can lose yo arms, better use yo feet
Jus pick up my cannon, ^!$$%, yeah yeah
Hear the pump, it erupt

We're corrupt as the four, down to buck
Come and get $#&@ed up
And get up outta the county, ^!$$% 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 %#@! in Cleveland
With the band
Now look at me platinum

$#&@ the rap, and corner (*##$ 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)

[Chorus]

[Layzie]

How do you see me when you see me?
Drinkin' on Hennesy and Remy
Look into my eyes, my %#@! 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 $#&@in' around with the SCT
And I better be a souljah organizer, but they're lovin just us
Army see, full of harmony, and ^!$$% 'In Thugs We Trust'
So ^!$$% I bust, so back up off me
Givin' no mercy, %#@! 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
^!$$%, 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 $#&@in' with me
Make sure you know what you're doin
Got ^!$$%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 $#&@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)
$#&@ that dog, $#&@ that dog
Cause ^!$$%s is superstitious
^!$$% 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

[Chorus]

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