Merkules, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Homicide lyrics
Merkules
[Merkules, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Homicide lyrics]
My nigga Lay, nigga Kray, Bizzy and Merk
We finna kill 'em
Then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine
(Ninety-nine, ninety-nine)
My nigga Lay, nigga Kray
Little Bizzy and Merk we finna kill 'em
Then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine
(Ninety-nine, ninety-nine)
Please, tell me what the fuck
Is the problem? I'll keep
On chuggin' this bottle until
The shit get violent
It's red rum when I'm dumpin'
These hollows and it get stuck in ya noggin'
And everything go silent vroom vroom
I pull up in the Audi and I start
Dumpin' up bodies until they all start pilin'
Who knew I'm in front of ya body
With a slug in a shotty
Tell 'em all to come outside then
Who want the smoke?
I ain't into beefin' on the internet
I'd rather fill your crew up with holes
Don't get too comfortable 'cause when I
Get to cookin' I'm lookin'
To turn it up until I blew up the stove
So just do what you're told, I
Grew up a screw up
My crew will come chew up
Who you love the most
Bitch, I grew up on Bone
Thugs-N-Harmony so I threw up a toast 'til
I puke up Patron like Woah
Welcome to the scene of the crime
Please, don't make me turn the
Heat up on this beef, i'ma ride
I'ma different kind of demon
You can see in my eyes i'm beatin' the odds
I'm comin' for my piece of the pie
I had to reinvent the scene so
I could keep it alive so, I could promise
You don't want to meet the creature inside
I think I need to take a breather
I'ma leave it behind
Or I'ma blow your brains and get
A piece of your mind (Ouch)
I'm still bumpin' that Bone, Bone, Bone
You get a head shot to your dome, dome, dome
I did all this by my own, own, own
So, please, stay the fuck out
Of my zone, zone, zone
I'm still yellin' Mo' Murda'
At Tha Crossroads foe tha Love of Money
You get shot on your walk home
All I need's Thug Luv like Pac, though
2021, yellin', "Free El Chapo"
Somebody better tell them ain't
Nobody fuckin' with Bone
You motherfuckers can't do nothin' with Bone
The real men here
We done heard enough of you hoes
It's a lot of you niggas still never get on
I'ma expose you niggas
I done told you niggas
It's a lot of talent but they
Ain't even close to a nigga
They know rhythm but the
Real creators of originality
Kill 'em is they mentality
Beat 'em to reality
Cuz in the real life, ya non-existent
I'm consistent
I'm convinced I'm the illest around
That nigga flow goes miles and distance
Style relentless
Sound distinguished, my niggas can vouch
I tell 'em ain't no competition
I figured 'em out
It ain't too much that none
Of them niggas about
Legendary big and don't even need the clout
Think of a reason to doubt
Never no reason to lie
Gonna really be a slaughterhouse while
Bloody murda on you
Tell them to never come back
'round here no more or it's gon' get ugly
Can't touch me, untouchable
A whole ton lyrical
Spit at you, I ain't got to get at you
I been at you, nigga
No matter what, I keep havin' nightmares
When drama pop off and I'll be right there
It's about to be a homicide
You fuck around with us you all could
DieIt's about to be a homicide
It's about to be a homicide
L-Burna
Who up to challenges us? Queue up the cameras
Got a call from Merk so I flew up to Canada
Known to put in work and do some dirt
I got the stamina the 1st through the 31st
I'm rollin' up the cannabis
Operatin' at an all-time high
Middle fingers to the sky and
I'm all the time high
Never been a small guy, they demand I supply
From Japan to Dubai, I command niggas right
Get reacquainted with the five-star General
The pictures that I paint
They define five criminals
Fifty million sold, I survive by a miracle
At 50 years old
I'ma thrive 'cause I'm lyrical
I'm from the same vein future leaders made of
Still the chain gang, ain't nobody fade us
I earn to maintain 'cause
Bone is the greatest
Game had to change and Bone still creative
I make a nigga get cocky
You a bitch? You unbox me do what I wanna
You finna get a pump in your face
I'm thuggin' and buggin'
You stupid motherfucker, you ain't
Remember me? I'm on the Art of War
No paint on my face they can't rap with me
Actually, dastardly, bastard
The master, the cash
Fill it faster and faster
The alpha revolver
With 38 i plaster you niggas
Hollowtips in the satchel
I'm the GOAT, don't ask me anything, I spoke
I wish a nigga would test my bag
'Cause little Bizzy
He be always ready to bust down
Always got a gun
You bitch, nigga, that's my swag
A nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
'nother motherfucker let me give it a win
For another motherfuck up again
I fuck up again
I'll fuck up any rapper that been
Everybody, anybody know I pull out my pen
Greatest of all time to catch
A fade in my prime but, I made it, I grind
My niggas always on time
My nigga Lay, nigga Kray, Bizzy and Merk
We finna kill 'em
Then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine
(Ninety-nine, ninety-nine)
My nigga Lay, nigga Kray
Little Bizzy and Merk we finna kill 'em
Then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine
(Ninety-nine, ninety-nine)
No matter what, I keep havin' nightmares
When drama pop off and I'll be right there
It's about to be a homicide
You fuck around with us you all could die
It's about to be a homicide
It's about to be a homicide
Be a homicide you all could die
Be a homicide homicide
'Bout to be a homicide all could die
Be a homicide it's about to be a homicide
We finna kill 'em
Then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine
(Ninety-nine, ninety-nine)
My nigga Lay, nigga Kray
Little Bizzy and Merk we finna kill 'em
Then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine
(Ninety-nine, ninety-nine)
Please, tell me what the fuck
Is the problem? I'll keep
On chuggin' this bottle until
The shit get violent
It's red rum when I'm dumpin'
These hollows and it get stuck in ya noggin'
And everything go silent vroom vroom
I pull up in the Audi and I start
Dumpin' up bodies until they all start pilin'
Who knew I'm in front of ya body
With a slug in a shotty
Tell 'em all to come outside then
Who want the smoke?
I ain't into beefin' on the internet
I'd rather fill your crew up with holes
Don't get too comfortable 'cause when I
Get to cookin' I'm lookin'
To turn it up until I blew up the stove
So just do what you're told, I
Grew up a screw up
My crew will come chew up
Who you love the most
Bitch, I grew up on Bone
Thugs-N-Harmony so I threw up a toast 'til
I puke up Patron like Woah
Welcome to the scene of the crime
Please, don't make me turn the
Heat up on this beef, i'ma ride
I'ma different kind of demon
You can see in my eyes i'm beatin' the odds
I'm comin' for my piece of the pie
I had to reinvent the scene so
I could keep it alive so, I could promise
You don't want to meet the creature inside
I think I need to take a breather
I'ma leave it behind
Or I'ma blow your brains and get
A piece of your mind (Ouch)
I'm still bumpin' that Bone, Bone, Bone
You get a head shot to your dome, dome, dome
I did all this by my own, own, own
So, please, stay the fuck out
Of my zone, zone, zone
I'm still yellin' Mo' Murda'
At Tha Crossroads foe tha Love of Money
You get shot on your walk home
All I need's Thug Luv like Pac, though
2021, yellin', "Free El Chapo"
Somebody better tell them ain't
Nobody fuckin' with Bone
You motherfuckers can't do nothin' with Bone
The real men here
We done heard enough of you hoes
It's a lot of you niggas still never get on
I'ma expose you niggas
I done told you niggas
It's a lot of talent but they
Ain't even close to a nigga
They know rhythm but the
Real creators of originality
Kill 'em is they mentality
Beat 'em to reality
Cuz in the real life, ya non-existent
I'm consistent
I'm convinced I'm the illest around
That nigga flow goes miles and distance
Style relentless
Sound distinguished, my niggas can vouch
I tell 'em ain't no competition
I figured 'em out
It ain't too much that none
Of them niggas about
Legendary big and don't even need the clout
Think of a reason to doubt
Never no reason to lie
Gonna really be a slaughterhouse while
Bloody murda on you
Tell them to never come back
'round here no more or it's gon' get ugly
Can't touch me, untouchable
A whole ton lyrical
Spit at you, I ain't got to get at you
I been at you, nigga
No matter what, I keep havin' nightmares
When drama pop off and I'll be right there
It's about to be a homicide
You fuck around with us you all could
DieIt's about to be a homicide
It's about to be a homicide
L-Burna
Who up to challenges us? Queue up the cameras
Got a call from Merk so I flew up to Canada
Known to put in work and do some dirt
I got the stamina the 1st through the 31st
I'm rollin' up the cannabis
Operatin' at an all-time high
Middle fingers to the sky and
I'm all the time high
Never been a small guy, they demand I supply
From Japan to Dubai, I command niggas right
Get reacquainted with the five-star General
The pictures that I paint
They define five criminals
Fifty million sold, I survive by a miracle
At 50 years old
I'ma thrive 'cause I'm lyrical
I'm from the same vein future leaders made of
Still the chain gang, ain't nobody fade us
I earn to maintain 'cause
Bone is the greatest
Game had to change and Bone still creative
I make a nigga get cocky
You a bitch? You unbox me do what I wanna
You finna get a pump in your face
I'm thuggin' and buggin'
You stupid motherfucker, you ain't
Remember me? I'm on the Art of War
No paint on my face they can't rap with me
Actually, dastardly, bastard
The master, the cash
Fill it faster and faster
The alpha revolver
With 38 i plaster you niggas
Hollowtips in the satchel
I'm the GOAT, don't ask me anything, I spoke
I wish a nigga would test my bag
'Cause little Bizzy
He be always ready to bust down
Always got a gun
You bitch, nigga, that's my swag
A nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
'nother motherfucker let me give it a win
For another motherfuck up again
I fuck up again
I'll fuck up any rapper that been
Everybody, anybody know I pull out my pen
Greatest of all time to catch
A fade in my prime but, I made it, I grind
My niggas always on time
My nigga Lay, nigga Kray, Bizzy and Merk
We finna kill 'em
Then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine
(Ninety-nine, ninety-nine)
My nigga Lay, nigga Kray
Little Bizzy and Merk we finna kill 'em
Then we hit 'em with these double ninety-nine
(Ninety-nine, ninety-nine)
No matter what, I keep havin' nightmares
When drama pop off and I'll be right there
It's about to be a homicide
You fuck around with us you all could die
It's about to be a homicide
It's about to be a homicide
Be a homicide you all could die
Be a homicide homicide
'Bout to be a homicide all could die
Be a homicide it's about to be a homicide