Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - 20th Year Anniversary Cypher lyrics

Yeah (Buck! Buck) come on y'all, it's goin' down
Shouts out to the homie DOC (St clair)
Rest In Peace Eazy-E (St clair) mm hmm
Big ups Bone Thugs-n-Harmony and DJ Quik
It's going down y'all
We up in here, it's the cypher (Flesh-n-Bone)

See Flesh about to gash ya
No tellin' what me and my niggas
'bout to do to ya we smash
Leavin' you niggas without your nuts
When we get through wit'cha
None of this shit is new to us
Everybody keep doin' us
This is the era that my dogs created
They can't ruin us who be truer than us? I
Wonder what you might answer
These stupid hoes keep trying
But don't come close so they can't stand us
Stop tryna reprimand us
You niggas done lost yo' fuckin' mind


Thinkin' you better
Just the thought of it is outlandish
I brandish an AK-47 then point it your way
"You dead" they say
I'm handing out beatdowns every
Single motherfuckin' day!
Stay on this thug shit
There's no other way to make it bubble
I just might make shit pop but y'all
Don't want that kind of trouble
It's subtle whenever I slip
Into this mind state, y'all in danger
When I rip niggas apart
Nothing left of them remain
So I'mma continue to let
These niggas have it, and show no mercy
You fuckin' with "one man army"
Opponents never could hurt me
I'm playin' thuggin' when I'm on a mission
They say "It ain't fair"
You niggas done had your warning
So why in the hell y'all
Have to take me there?
One thing you haters got fucked up about me
I ain't never scared
Come look me in my eyes and tell
Me if you see any fear
Still I'm that nigga from St clair
If you wanna question where I'm from
And where you from are them
Places that can't compare
You niggas ain't nothing but lessor
Just walking dead as fuck
You're lucky to still be breathing my
Nigga but not for long, oh well
They finna get touched up heavily with this
Touched up heavily with this rhythm
I'm givin' it to you raw
Hit 'em and niggas they feel it inside
The dome as they broke off
Stack the 5th Dog, killing
These hoes off softly, bitch now die slow
I send 'em to meet lil Deo
Then they get sent to meet Diablo
Adios amigo
Comprende? listen the way I say and slay
Nigga don't fuck around
See I'm serving these words I spray
Face it, nev'theless the fact
Ain't no escape, i chop your head
Pop it off your shoulder
Then bury the head along with the hatchet
You niggas hardly expect it while
You feel Flesh resurrection
Look at us sick and sore from stressing
Over the million dollar
Question: "Something new, something new
When they gon' come with something new?"
But Layzie, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish
And Flesh gon' come with something new
You niggas ain't never heard it like some
Flesh and the rest of my crew
Since my niggas the most bitten
Here goes some more they can chew

High energy strong with the wisdom
Sense of a rich man, knowledge and the rhythm
This is what I'm using to
Come up with a style
So I'll interact altogether better
With the crowd

(Bizzy Bone)

Its the classical doc masterful
Savage rappers immacable
Average I spit it casual package it
What time is it? Niggas clock me, I'm cuckoo
Lose every muthafucking scruple
Nigga this Bizzy Bone, Google
Me internet style, youTube
Hand it to Captain Kirk
I'm finna Cobain the Kool-Aid
Fuck what these fools say, I'm in the county
No food for 2 days 2 braids
A plastic bag of toothpaste and bullshit
First class to the crib
That's how them muthafucking shows is
Lean with it, Wayne's world
(I like that Come on, ha)
Lean with it, Wayne's world
Karma throw her theme with it
Seen with it, better be
Better than last year, king with it
She wanted Chris 19
And I put some dream in it
Now let me put that A in the middle
Right where the seam splitted
Tell one of these niggas to pass the
Pump and let me take a toke
Red Hot Chili Pepper
My nigga that was a good joke
5 percent of thinkin' let me poof pow be gone
Rest in peace Chris Lighty my nigga move on
'9-5 eternally, weed smoking most certainly
Black widow blew perfectly
Talking Eazy through surgery
Supple with the serpent no slurping
Nobody fucks with me company on the move
Bone Thugs-n-Harmony's back to loving me!?!
See these animals outta the jungle we never
Will struggle I pick up the
Ball and if one of us fumble
I go to the gutter
And get all my hustle it's back to the booth
Nigga let's bubble lets get in a shuffle
Let's get in a scuffle
I say that we rumble and rustle
Up niggas we doing a cypher
Dear Lord, let a nigga be humble
Y'all still don't understand
Y'all rappin' fast
Stealin' my brand that's a whole new plan
Man I'm just sayin'
You siphon nigga Iraqi style
Duck a nigga like Pacquiao
Broke rappers get mad so fuck you niggas
With a cash smile i'm asphalt
Salient salts solvents and vaults
Crispy weed, jars full of joints, bars
Niggas lost faded the 'Bron Cleveland play
Miami like Weezy stay
Get me the fuck up outta here cock the pump
Slap the clip into the Glock and
Spit it fast so that I can get it
Go with it for the block
Meet the coppers on the corner
Where they sell rocks
So fitted tight like a glove acquitted
I'm OJ Simpson
I'm Michael Jackson, I'm Lupe Fiasco
These muthafuckas don't understand
Me I'm flippin'
Threateningly leave the kitchen
Cooking these scriptures in liquids
Sautée that lettering in skillets of harmony
Spices, no cinnamon with one more
Element some rhythm and
Ritalin rippin' 'em, no vitamins
Biblical flowing like Gideon's
Clack back me pump
Hollow point mixed wit dum dum kickin'
Rappers that laying all over the floor
Shut up and listen
It's a jack move, stalking gat fools
I got some bad news we finna get at you
Kickin'that's when we pass through
Tried to leave us out the cypher
Let them thugs have a glass with you
Mash with you, five niggas
Rappin' with a passion, fast with you
Rocks that makes me flash with you
Smash with you and at you too
Bone don't move 'til I ask you to
See my goons will smash half of this
Room if I ask them to
Before I leave, better ask my dudes:
Ain't we the coldest group ever?
Word to Eazy, nigga with attitudes
Cleveland city avenues
Crack house is the death of our mentalists
Momma lended a track and Wally my niggas
Shit grin, make me grin again
Me and my niggas gettin' it in
Y'all finna be coasting to that
Same Bone shit again

Nervous for a second, then the rest
(Krayzie Bone)
Murder murder kill kill redrum redrum

I come with a militant vision
For all them niggas
That's ready for lyrical war
Finna do way more than just even the score
The thugs we come for blood
So guard your grill
We are the deal, we all real
Y'all already know who that
They never seen a rapper like me that's
Relevant yet I'm considered a throwback
Call it classic swag it's Kray Action Jack
I pick up the mic and they all say "damn
Bad man do that"
The game done studied me long time now
But it still can't seem to really get it
Niggas wicked, just admit it
My niggas the sickest with it
I pick up the pen and I go in like a surgeon
Verbally come to save a dying
Game 'cause it's hurtin'
I tell 'em to follow the leader
We keeping 'em stumbling
They better speed up
Y'all niggas can't tell me how
This game don't need us, we up!
And get ball, first and ten
Needing a touchdown once again
The game is over, niggas, once I'm in
I'm sneakin' up on 'em like I was
The wind and blow 'em away
And shoo 'em the way the fuck up outta here
The storm is coming today
And it's in the form of Kray
I tell 'em you should've
Been checked the forecast i'm so bad
With the pen and the notepad I
Get up in your ass
So how in the hell is they doing the cypher
But never invited the illest spitters
Realest niggas
Known to kick a little ass and after that
Handle some business (Hey)
I figure they scared of the Thugs
Just cause we too real
Still runnin' with gats and bats and hoes
You finna get hit with true steel
We one in a mill, we coming to kill 'em all
Less drama more music, so don't choose it
'Cause, I got a pump and if it
Jump off I'm gon' use it
It's mister goddamn murderer
Lyrically kill 'em permanent
And after I battle wit'chu
Y'all gon' wanna forfeit the tournament
Competitors no concern in here
Heartbeat but it never did pump no fear
So thinkin' you finna come up in this
Bitch and just lean on me, that ain't fair
Sick of these lil' niggas running around
Like Bone ain't they daddy
Illegitimate bastard
Some of them resemble me a little
But none of them get it like pappy
And tell your mammy I
Ain't payin' her nothing
So don't even ask me real nigga
I still keep my heat and crease my khakis
I'm finna get ill nigga take out your weapon
'cause nigga the beat done got me
They doubt me
But ask yourself just where would
You be without me? Been here 20 years
Many years they still ain't ready for me
I'm constant run like the river nigga
I'm steady flowing
They tell me they love me
The way that I flip it or
Spit the harmony with it
Created the lane and step on this gas
So nigga don't bother me with it
They know that title belong to Bone
So nigga just leave it alone
And let us move on
I'm here with that Leather, my brotha
My niggas are sick with it
Real as it get with it
We on the mission to pick up
The pieces and stick with it
Flow like I'm liquid, so slick with it
Roll with them niggas that
Used to be criminals
Now we just get in 'em lyrical
Niggas been acting like me and
My niggas ain't good
Wit 'em now that the game went digital
Shame them niggas don't really know that
We started it, fathered it, birthed it
We be the heart of it so give me the beat
The melody really don't matter 'cause
I'm killing all of it
I hit em up in they mind like a 9 'cause it's
Murder murder kill kill redrum redrum redrum

Let the lil' man get a piece, fuck everybody
I slap niggas first anyway, nigga
(Layzie Bone)

Who want it with Layzie, nigga, fuck you
Pay me
Been doing is since the '80s, early '80s
Nobody can fade me
My partner in rhyme is still Krayzie
And we finna break bread
The rest of them niggas got
Laid down and play dead
With Bizzy and Wish and Flesh
I roll on them niggas i never did play fair
We represent St clair
The struggle the grind
The grit and the muscle
The First of the Month
Foe tha Love of the Money
That Grammy the shit, that's how I hustle
Trust me, nope
Them niggas don't want no trouble
Niggas be skeletons in my boneyard
Trying to show hard
Nigga, I'll buck you, buck you
I cut like a Ginsu
Them niggas is going through what
I done been through i get in the cypher
I set niggas diapers on fire to
Show 'em what men do
They hut and attend to the order
The generals call in the field my 110 too
You're 50 percent and you claiming that real
Lay, that's why I'm hard to fade
Hall of Fame put me up in the Hall of Fame
Layzie Bone givin' you all the game
Y'all explain what's understood and never
Did have to be savagely I ravage beats
My money attracted magically
But, I had the key, could've picked the lock
Instead I chose to kick the door
Tragically it had to be for the ones
That went form friend to foe
My thugs is indispensable
Friendship is the principle
Boys to men to the end of the road
But Tha Crossroads not the pinnacle
It's a winner though, all original
It's history now I'mma make it stick
My nigga we 'bout to be Laker rich
That mystery murder man break a snitch
Taking trips
Yep we party on plenty of acreage
The Bone be going for twenty years strong
Now how in the fuck can we fake this shit?
Bitch, yep I ride with 2 Glocks
Stick a rapper up for his new chain
Hit 'em up like I'm 2Pac
Wanna do things? I move crowds cause
That bang bang get too loud
Forever they callin' me young thug 'cause the
Unplugged is the new style now
Who in the fuck is claiming
The best in the business
And where's the arena that
Niggas is playing in?
'Cause, I'm 'bout to get wit 'em
I'm hearing king this, throne that
All the influenced Bone rap
Get ready my nigga we at it again
Them other ones taking that long nap
Never met a click of five
Mighty Mo Thug we still alive
FBG, yeah it's the life, Harmony Howse
And Seventh Sign
Perfect, nigga this A to Z and we workin'
Been around the globe with Steve Lo'
Shouts out to Full Surface
Nigga it's your time, Go time
I'mma bust in the low mine
Dangerous like a gold mine
Clickin' up like Voltron biatch! (laugh)

(Wish Bone)

Y'all niggas to quit that, this is real rap
Y'all niggas need to sit back
Wanna learn a little somethin' from
The teacher? I got that
Lyrical holder, spit fire, or smotherer
Or get swolled up
I'm a grown man, with a life long plan
Understand that? It could go ugly, murders
How old do you think I am?
But, I still got hands and I put 'em on ya
For the real rap era formula, I warned ya
Get missing, hood ceremony
Got some ditches you bitches
At the same time
We move a life long hustle my niggas
Say sorry from the top, gotta lie
Gotta have that money
Power, respect we earned that
Maintain twenty years in the game
And Bone ain't done yet
You heard me, we ain't done yet
It ain't over 'til it's over
And it ain't over
Worst nightmare, don't you play with me
Or we can be partners, nigga, get money
Lamborghini dream, empty pocket realities
That's not for me, see me
We can part on the North Side, ride
And we gon' party on the East Side, ride
And we gon' party on the South Side, ride
We gonna keep it real in the West
(West) for Eazy-E
Give me my shoes and I'mma run wit 'em
My story's far from the soft nigga
And I stand wit 'em
I got what you want and what you need
Only thing that makes me old
School is this 38 snub no clues, no fools
And plus my bad bitch she got Ooh
It's amazing these niggas still playing
Still praying
And all that's lost, especially the boss
And on that note, I'm lost
Y'all niggas go ahead and do this shit
I'm done i love you Bri Bri

Flesh-n-Bone, Bizzy Bone, Krayzie
Bone, Layzie Bone, and Wish Bone
Ladies and gentlemen, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
The Formula cypher
Produced by yours truly, DJ Quik
And Dave Foreman
What up Steve Lobel? I see you, we workin'
Jamie Adler, holla back