Look Into My Eyes
Krayzie:
We thuggish ruggish  always, always, and ready to bring the war if you hate, if you hate. We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always, and ready to bring the way if you hate. Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Would you look into my eyes?) in me. Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Could you tell me what you see?) in me.
Bizzy:
Comin through the door with my milita, why do they bring big niggas? Fuck yall, with a gang of bodyguards, my niggas is stone cold killas! Peelas steppin out the limos and bitch, yall jus maintain. Givin my babies all of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin. My gang, you know me. Homies got mo luv, and a fist full of all of my senses, plus I'm pistol Mo Thug. Gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders, Jesus sent me his roll and loco soul but load a revolver, hold up, now, buck em all to hell, cuz I'm showin em'. And I seen that the bulletholes was too much, no luck, ya get blowed up. All of you niggas goes out. The surgeons say that your body cannot be sewed up. Hold up, and wait a minute. It's time for Bone Thugs, cause yall think that you can really hate, nigga.
Krayzie:
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Would you look into my eyes?) in me. Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Could you tell me what you see?) in me.

What makes a nigga think he can bite my shit and call his shit original? Wha'ts worse, tellin people you made the style we put down three fuckin years ago! And that's jus like anigga wanna take all the credit. I bet it didnt even occur that we would eventually meet with ya, and dont crash, collide, lock up with the enemy. And I dont wanna say a nigga's anmea nda ll that, but a yall fin to get stomped. Whoof! Let em loose. And they heard the news, ya run up, ya could get dead, oh. Uh huh, hey, we murder muthafukas in a deadly way, fully automatic finna let em lay. Aw shit! Get down, Leatha Face. Fuck em all, if I cant get my respect. Come on, now put them to rest (rest). What a bloody, bloody mess, but nevertheless, we won't stress. I figure this platium got you actin like you got to be me. It's all in your mind, but in time you'll find we as real as we speak (speak, speak) 
Layzie:
All I see is this soldier , pistol in holster, givin you the most. I toast to them thugs. Nigga, nothin but the love of bud that we brought to the table. And a nigga wanna test, catch slugs, put em in the mud. Harmony smooth with the thug. Mo murda to the fools that coloned. five niggas loc'd out the the roughness, nigga, and it's war when you craft these Bones. we can get it on, and I'm referrin to all yall bitches. Yall know who yall are, when yall tried that. Rollin with the E since '93, shuttin shit down in the industry, nigga, can you bite that? I know yall niggas wanna roll with pros, and makde friend of foes, but we chosen. god done blessed us with His potion, pure devotion, freely spoken baby. Niggas can't see us never, stay together, my clique too clever, ridin through the days of the stormy weather. Remeber eternal, it means foreverlastin. #1 Assassin blastin. bahin on all you nigga's what I'm doin. All of the Heavens gonna be rulin, trues, when He come. We won't be losin, provin em wrong.
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Would you look into my eyes?) in me. Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Could you tell me what you see?) in me.

Krayzie:
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Would you look into my eyes?) in me. Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Could you tell me what you see?) in me.

Wish:
I see five killa realer niggas ready to roll wherevr I go. True to pull the trigger, smother a nigga, put 'em in a river, we the killas, and that's for sure. Niggas out there clownin' mine, you can't rhyme, the style you got is all mine, and when I see you, bitch, I'm goin in your pockets double time. And it's like that, you don't that. Come ad get some pap pap. Wanna sound like, wanna be like (us), nigga we can't have that. Why a nigga wanna bite the Bone shit? Platinum raps. Nigga bet that bitin shit ain't doin nothin, tryin to make somethin outta nothin.  Fuck it, let's peel cpas. Buck em all down , put em in check, fuck em up with the 44 Mag. I'm glad, cuz when your're fuckin with Bone, we sendin em home in a body bag. Now look into my eyes, bet you see a realer kialla thug puttin it down with harmnoy, harmony.
Krayzie:
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Would you look into my eyes?) in me. Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see (Could you tell me what you see?) in me.

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