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bone thugs-n-harmony - fastest rap song lyrics

yeah. runaway statue. here we gooooo

way 2 strong-bizzy bone-6 sec

pumplike what pump like what pump/ and so you follow me for triple
dollar bill what’s your salary come roll with the bone and
gain control/ got you runnin’ with a chance to be the
k!ller with the federal general’s on a mission it’s to
win and f-ck em all

the righteous ones-bizzy bone-18 sec

seen my mama?
hey, remember me baby?
i bought a mercedes, a crib for my babies
and lately got him running from lady death, still i’m shady
okay they say he schizophrenic and crazy
back in the 80’s tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen
and now my mama lets me down
she wouldn’t pick up the phone
i’ll make it all on my own
but that’s a whole other song and y’all don’t leave it alone!
i save then baby, c’mon!
murderous, somebody noticed when i strike through the k!lling fields, dead!
t-rock done got shot got a glock for the n-gga ar-tillery shop
drop when the n-gga pop and the party dont stop till they call the cops!

body rott-bizzy bone-39 sec

yeah n-gga we heard about all of the murders look what they did to tyrone
flippin’ the flow then let it burn
what if the pistols and police stay strong for the bone
b-tch, you f-ckin’ with all of the black cat feet
and in 1999 when ya meet up in egypt
bet it be no peace to release the beats
settle with the streets and get em all peace
get up and at least we don’t take defeat
b-tch never retreat
n-gga lose your arms
better use your feet

battlezone-bizzy bone-55 sec

come on (come on) one,two look at the tally they drew my picture with bob marley
they probably wanna k!ll me will i die in 1999 smoking phillies
bizzy the kid was bustin in the ceilin in my big claim
kickin on somethig and dig this
got to feel it catch and don’t let go
wretched in a fro
bone watchin for the po,po
roll over then pull it got my bullet in my fo,fo
i gotta stand it’s turnin to a jungle (green bay)
comin out a 4-door benz and i spend a lot for show
no no don’t spend a lot contend with a men
lookin at my watch lke a meal of ticket
arrest the block they couldn’t pin it better send it
for the cops absorb you soul of course
praise to the pharoah
murder mo,curly i heard it lower and return it burn
when our n-ggas still shermed out
court’s adjourned!,court’s adjouned!
rest and burn!

heated heavy-krayzie bone-1 min 26 sec

runnin’ with the ak-47/ buckin’, heated heavy, bustin’ n-ggas in the belly/ then
i follow with the
.357 and then the automatic tech’ll get ’em/ n-ggas love the way i wet ’em when
i get up in ’em
hit ’em, and i really meant to split ’em/ put these n-ggas on they -ss like a
overdose of penicillin
murda, n-gga wanna pack a pistol wit it/ we got a coffin that’ll fit you in it/
the bullets come with it
heard a n-gga ‘posed to be on the stalk/ so now we takin’ caution when we walk/
a lot of n-ggas can
talk, they better not be actin’

one day-layzie bone-1 min 42 sec
i been on a mission since i can remember
runnin this race on a chase for paper
eludin the law and dodgin these haters
hoping the wicked -ss streets dont take us
everyday hustlin grindin strugglin to climb to the top of the pile
since 89 i been down for mine im in too deep and there ain’t no stoppin me now
my mission for bein a baller was deeply rooted in the blood
had no choice but to become a thug as outspoken as i was
i was 14 out here servin havin what i thought was the time of my life
little did i know around the corner id have alot of lonely nights
in my cell tossin and turnin mad at the world for all the wrong reasons
and my demons wasn’t leavin till i really got to know stephen

heated heavy-krayzie bone-2 min 6 sec

runnin’ with the ak-47 buckin’, heated heavy/ n-gga love the way i wet ’em when
i get up in ’em(x3)
yeah, stackin’ the artillery shop/ then get the enemy and f-ck up the cops/ this
sh-t’ll k!ll ’em on the
spot/ throw ’em in the lake/ right off of the rocks and get the f-ck away/ don’t
get caught
you better hurry, n-gga/ g-o for what you n-o/ so ho, come on/ n-gga, wanna see
if it’s real
we got promos/ stack ’em and tag ’em with the 44 magnum

krayzie freestyle-krayzie bone-2 min 27 sec
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player hater-layzie bone-2 min 50 sec

you got the clout
you got the clout
so much clout, mo thug is what it’s all about
and i’m livin’ in a nation of abomination
suppress the playa hatin’ on a mission ’til the million see me
sucka situation, should i be personally waitin’ for
these party p–pin’ fakin’ m-th-f-ckas mistakin’?
play me like i’m loose, when ya need to get your sh-t right
cause i got my sh-t tight
f-ckin’ with a n-gga a thousand proof
and i’m raisin’ the roof when i’m startin’ this fistfight
set it off, that’s me, o
t-h-u-g, original thug
from the c-town, outlaw squad
you n-ggas can’t touch me with a ten-foot rod (rod)

two glocks(u-neeks remix)-flesh bone-3 min 14 sec

b-st-rds blast it we sons of -ssasin mashin’ collectin more cash that’s true
and i’m gunnin the n-ggas said all my babies get a million strikin’ with a
wicked hit em with a venomous blow i call all my mighty y’all can joke gonna
surround my soul but go with the calico yo we the tightest you know mo the
mighty yeah trues humbly united my family never divided desperado thugline mo
thug millenium seventh signs for the f.b.i. you wanna come test my enterprise
b-tch you better go think twice and open up your m-th-f-ckin eyes these n-ggas
can’t f-ck with the fifth dawg when i parlay everyday stormin your way you
better lay low so you might just duck when i bust this gauge you see my n-ggas

tha points 3 min 54 sec

-layzie bone-
puttin yo’ sh-t to the pave hittin’ dem mean witta guage me lil’ lay wit’ rip, kray, str8 gotta blaze dem a’s and neva to taste bone me deadly thugstaz, thuggish ruggish neva to take no losses put ’em all in a coffin get dearly departed betta off there

-wish bone-
relivin’ the psychopath and down with tha buckin’ blast, and takin’ my chance cause when you get near my sawed off who gon’ be rest, to p-ss the blast cause if ya thinkin’ of kickin’ these ya best be packin’ yo’ sit to b’s that it makes a difference i’m movin’ yo’ -ss with tha quickness

-krayzie bone-
now krayzie bone is rip (buck, buck, buck) f-ckin’ once it ain’t a n-gga to pick up a pen to be rippin’ tha skin to send it down to the mac 10 there’s neva anotha to cova tha brotha i smotha tha sucka and move undercover be leavin dem n-ggas as they go and take cova, but threwin, and doin a second murda

-bizzy bone-
tha street sweepa would it make or break cause me pullin’ outta yo pot, which shot puttin’ tha bullets just where ya touch and ummm whippedy tet, tet, tet, tet, tet with tha bo, bo, bo deppedy dup betta be yo set up, wet up, get ‘um on the get uo, bone won’t let ya

flow motion-krayzie bone-4 min 38 sec

well it’s the n-gga the n-gga the n-gga the once again
and n-ggas they pick up the pen and they try to contend
but see all that they win is that mac-10
it’s blastin’, pick up my gun
and you’r running now from the -ss-ssin
pumpin’ the clip and you askin’
“who in the f-ck is that masked man?”
the n-gga thats pulled the trigga
‘its cause i’m slimmer they figured they bigger
but when you can see the real k!ller is peelin’ your cap
n-gga that’s runnin’ the pack
they step so pack the gat, tossin’ ya life
i proceed with the murders, servin’ off in a coffin
you’re f-cked, because your n-ggas
they heard that i buck
so don’t think you’ll win when i got my steel
and i’m feelin it, when you feelin’ a pain
well, like i’m insane
and know i can throw the gauge if you complain
there’s never another to go with a brother
while sm-th-rin’ suckers been goin’ undercover
we leave ’em in gutters, ain’t going to get caught
but who was the sucka that’s squealed on a murder?
well, 187 the weapon is kept and ya step and get learned a lesson
i grab my smith & wesson
for punks that run to test
and so punks get ready to drop
cause i’m on a roll and you’ll get smoked
and i’m kickin a gangsta twist
let’s keep ’em moving in flow motion

mista tongue twista-twista-5 min 16 sec

let the cavalier tung kiss ya, it’s the mista tung twista
pumpin a rhythm, a lyrical styler
my tongue’ll be flingin a funky pile of
lyrical rhymes that’s breakin em off in the mind, i be flowin em holy, i’m
kickin the funky islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum, slowly i’m
pumpin the flow of the lyric, i’m breakin em off with the radical texture
i’m one brother you could never get next ta
flex your style, i’m gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm of cav
and crackin em up with the word of the wise
i be bringin em up in the flow of the funky dialect
i elect a flow for suckers that try a wreck
i spark the light of a head and be wakin em up and then cause a fly effect
i insist ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me like a scripture
flowin this from my lung, a tongue twister
mista, my style’ll be makin a dent and be leavin the tracks bent
steppin is the lyrical white gent, my english accent
breakin em up and then makin em take in the smell of my funk i be kickin up in em
and then i’mma give em a l!ck of my lyrical lollypop, i’m gonna bring em into my doctrine
rock, then the rhythm’ll makin the clock spin blackwards
the funk of the rhythm’ll snap, crackle and pop, then flow, oh
i’m makin em follow the path of a god and my track’ll be blacker than cocoa
this lyric i’m makin is dope, don’t call it so-so
don’t dis the tung twista
leavin the suckers soft as a whisper, tung kiss ya like a sister
then i’mma let it be known that it’s the way that i throw
that’s makin the funk of the lyrical glow
and how i tell it, yo cav is kickin a funkedelic flow, and oh, my fist’ll
swing at the rhythm of suckers, then i’m gonna give em a tung blister
it’s the mista tung twista

from the tip of my tongue-twista-6 min 13 sec

droppin a flow like this be breakin the suckers
and rippin the rhythm and showin i’m bringin the feel of my tongue
and be makin em manifest that i be rockin the young
flowin this style i be singin and bringin
it’s breakin the people and go in the mind of a teen
be makin em hear it and manifest up in him that i’m a star to become
quick the lyrical style i’mma kick
you better catch the rhythm of it
cause hip-hop is becomin complicated, never be left hung
bringin a style like this kinda quick and crisp
a lyrical twist be comin from chi-town
i know that hip-hoppers all over will be stung

(how was the rhyme brung?)
from the tip of my tung [6x]
(how was the rhyme brung?)
from among the tip of my tung

rock the style of my second verse like that of my first
be showin the hip-hop hypes my types of flowin, but not the best of t
from an imagination this was took, a mental crook
stirring this up like a chef or cook
i hear them say give me the recipe
breakin this off in the fashion of an erection of an adventurous style
that i’mma use to just confuse and smart people then go dumb
you say me style be wack cause y’all can’t manifest what i be sayin
think i’m a lyrical midget, watch me then say fee-fi-fo-fum

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