Murder One Lyrics - Btnhresurrection - Bone Thugs N Harmony

1: Flesh N Bone 

We in the last five days of these trials and tribulations 

And I'm waiting for the Lord oh please don't leave me forsaken 

Caught up in the doom prepare for Satan 

We facing a situation while I'm drunk and scared 

Heavily sedated wonder will I make it to the pearly gates 

Or will I burn off in that lake now, 

Could you feel the earthquake shaking the dead awake 

How many wait it's too late it's over now 

Niggas had a lack of faith so life ain't straight, if you incapable, 

Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin' 

Betta plead to bloody Jesus 

Watch how the majesty control it 

Don't let it go slow down hold on 

Now can I get a witness shout Hallelujah, Amen 

I'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya 

Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm 

I got designed when the world drop dimes 

This world you'll fine there's no other like my kind 

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Bizzy Bone 

Code Murder One, Code Murder One, 

Code Murder One, Code Murder One 

Murder them mo 

2: Bizzy Bone 

If the world should end today! 

Fully automatic gunning through it 

Gunning thangs, red rummed when strumming pain 

Mo murda, I heard 'em holla holla, clock dollas 

Swallow me baby cause we balling hollow point tips to the CI 

Enemies keep rolling, get 'em off that flaunted fluid 

Making me nauseous cautious these niggas is flossing 

My Nina Ross tossed out I'm slaucing 

It's for the auction rapper bop the copper got gospel on 'em 

Who wanna magnum? 

Who wanna tag 'em? 

Bag 'em up ain't no problem, baby(bitch) 

Smoked out in high school 

Sleeping the fifth grade selling chicken 

Gotta get paid we in the kitchen 

Cooking up grade and baby go on go grym 

Hold on, motherfucking gun 

Another fifth took one hood shot she split up 

Talking bout the get up for everyone ya lit up and hit up 

So huff and make it settle 

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3: Layzie Bone 

Make me push this panic button nigga 

We moving like the Panthers in the sixties 

Khaki suited booted my thugs recruited 

You wit me nigga you wit me 

Millitant minded perfect timing it 

Always on the incline ah shit 

Nigga that's down for the grind ah shit 

Keeping real niggas rewinding this, 

Deep in the ghetto in the streets ah Cleveland 

We call it thieving mind deceiving 

Hear the reasons for hustling season 

Bottom line money is power 

And the power mean muscle 

Money and guns stacked up to the ceiling 

Nigga get down for his hustle his hustle hustle 

Now nigga now what ya gon' do when they come for you 

Well I'ma tell ya right now what we gon' do 

Scream M-O-G and start blasting 

Nigga never did like them boyz in blue 

No regards for authorities, 

Wanna dump ah nigga up wid the ferozine 

Oh you invited to the bloody ass whore scene 

Know what I mean you betta get wid the team 

Cause this is the soldiers ready for war nigga, 

We from way down under nigga been waiting for the day 

To let off these rounds it's thunder, it's thunder 

Got my mind made up, and if niggas str8 balling up outta control 

Just as those hoes nigga rose 

On ah mission tryin' ta get that dough 

Separated mine through prose, 

Open and close just like a case 

Place to place ya feeling ya safe 

HB all up in my face, 

And it just ain't safe it just ain't safe safe 

I'm knowing they want me to catch it in war 

Boy boy I seek and destroy any nigga that throw the decoy 

See me I'm stacked and ripping shit 

Taking off my shirt and breaking them sweats 

Tattoos all over my body 7 on the stomach, 

Skull on my chest, Nine millimetre in my pocket 

Ready to buck on the crowd, 

As long as that one little nigga 

Sagging and bragging and talking loud 

Talking about he bout it bout it 

Nigga I got yo whole clik 

Real niggas don't run they mouth 

Real niggas make moves and get rich 

4: Flesh N Bone 

Mobbing in ah Expedition 

Thinking of ah proposition 

Settle my composition 

Feeling relentless fucking up gun condition 

Mo murda competition, 

How many niggas on the frontline 

Ready for whateva my nigga wid yo tech nine 

Nigga disrespect mine, 

How will you lose the chalk 

For marrow rip through thine spine 

If you wanna listen to what I say 

Hey gotta pay intuition, 

This ain't no free exploit of an exhibit 

Cause, my niggas, to exquisite 

I'm so armageddon, just as my Smith & Wesson 

Here's a nice slug for you 

And my nitrogen glyc bomb 

Can land on them newly morgue 

I watch when they all come stormin' 

So when my one hit 'em up they fall 

Let off wid ah little frustration bust my gun 

Bullets haul 

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