Album Name: Art Of War
Song Name: Whom Die They Lie
Bizzy:
It's East 1999 time.
I promise that I'll hunt you bastards, zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry. Is you ready for me magic? Let 'em blast, and nigga, bet I bury, then move, true to the murder mo, gladly, 'cause the haters never had to have me, want to follow fools through alleys, 'cause ready to lose and daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie, probably St. Clair babies, so hate me, but I handle my business, so lately I can handle my shady, kill 'em, but won't think I'm a bomb again, not even if they put me in prison and give me time, I'm ready for the killin', go get 'em, and I'm a fill 'em with eleven of mine and one die. Is he ready to lie if I decide, lookin' at my killin' and decide to boom to go bye, I'm gonna fly [fly], whom die they lie.
Flesh:
Whom die they lie.
Krayzie:
No mo' mercy . . .
Flesh:
Whom die they lie. [Shot.]
Flesh:
Now, who wanna go snitch? Talk shit about real trues, still be payin' dues, saw them sneakin', and a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, they hatin'. Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth bullshit and they lose, lookin' so deep in they eyes, and tell it when they lyin', stop tryin', but they never convince none, got hundreds runnin' up with gauges. Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck, sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off later, man. So, what if it got too late for me to get 'em? Then gotta switch to testin' G's. In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady, we're too quick to pull petty bullshit. Y'all thought that you could fuck with the Cleveland thugstas, #1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would, bitch, pop, (...?...) and have to show you through, when Bone thugs comin' in, it's a headline. Time to get on top of mountain top when they got (?) all over this nation, world, and I plan on, now look at you bustas get mad. Beat the fuckas on their own line, don't make '
em tell it to ya twice, when you crack a grip, keep it real, but you sure will pay the price (?).
Layzie:
Whom die they lie.
Krayzie:
No mo' mercy . . .
Layzie:
Whom die they lie [Shot.]
Layzie:
Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta, little sneaky muthafucka on a mission, got me plottin' for it quickly. Who fried? Do or die, nigga, you and I for the creep on the come up, and pay these niggas a visit. So is it, was it, wicked ways, got me strugglin' for days. Hey, a nigga's gotta eat, so yo, I gotta get paid and blaze. So swift not to catch a case, crept up in his place while the nigga was gone for his safe and his stones, and it's on, 'cause the Bones havin' a say, I won't forget this evenin'. Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone, thievin', 'cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling. Pin me, niggas run away, they said they lookin' for me, but I'm a find a nigga, kill him, 'fore this nigga find me. Y'all niggas know I'm murder-bound, see me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down, breakin' it down in the C-Town, spot 'em on the avenue, follow he's passin' through, get 'em at the next red light, green light, got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead. Whom die they lie.
Krayzie:
Whom die they lie.
No mo' mercy . . .
Whom die they lie. [Shot.]
I'm that nigga with the shotty runnin' at you niggas, poppin' enemy. Drop 'em. Me gotta get 'em, kill 'em before they get me. Coppers on us, and you know the bitches want us, but as soon as they close, it's the pap pap, pardon me. Take a look, and what you see--Krayzie still runnin' from the police, 'cause I got a fuckin' bag of weed. I believe in sale, now, on the scene. I can do it. I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty. He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head. Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye. Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea, meet your fuckin' fate and in grave lay. St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin', oh but they can't take it, if you wanna make it, break 'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid? Oh, you're fuckin' with some niggas in some desperate days. Crime, yes, it pays, if it's cool with it, cool with it, never act a fool with it, broad, 'cause your lose. And me kill a muthafuckin' nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga, "I know who
did it." Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all. Let 'cha nuts hang, nigga, and cut your balls. It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off. Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie.
Krayzie:
Whom die they lie.
No mo' mercy . . .
Whom die they lie. [Shot.]
Art Of War Album- 7 Sign (Bizzy Bone)
- All Original
- Blaze It
- Body Rott
- Clog Up Yo Mind
- Evil Paradise
- Family Tree
- Friends
- Handle The Vibe
- Hard Times
- Hatin Nation
- If I Could Teach the World
- Let the Law End
- Look Into My Eyes
- Mind of a Souljah
- Neighborhood Slang
- Ready 4 War
- Retaliation
- Thug Luv
- Wasteland Warriors
- Whom Die They Lie
| Bone, Thugs N-Harmony The Collection: VOL. 1 Album- 1st of tha Month
- 2 Glocks
- Battlezone
- BNK
- Body Rott
- Breakdown
- Days of our Livez
- Ecstasy
- F--- Tha Police
- Foe Tha Love Of $
- Murder One
- Notorious Thugs
- No Way Out
- One Night Stand - Bonus Track
- P.O.D. (Bonus Track)
- Souljahs Marching
- The Crossroads
- Thuggish Ruggish Bone
- War (Battlecry Remix)
| Btnhresurrection Album- Change the World
- Mind On Our Money
- Resurrection (Paper, Paper)
- The Righteous Ones
- Weed Song
| E. 1999 Eternal Album- 1st of tha Month
- Buddah Lovaz
- Budsmokers Only
- Crept And We Came
- Crossroad
- Da Introduction
- Die Die Die
- East 1999
- Eternal
- Land Of Tha Heartless
- Me Killa
- Mr. Bill Collector
- Mr. Ouija 2
- No Shorts, No Losses
- Shotz To Tha Double Glock
| Faces Of Death Album- Drama
- Dummy Man
- Murda Mo
- Pimps, Thugs, Hustlaz, &Gangstaz
- Sad Song
- Silent Warrior
- Smokin Budda
- Street People
- Thug Mentality
- Thugs Always
- Thugs All Over The World
- Try Me
- World War
| The Collection, Vol. 2 Album- All Good
- C Land I.A.
- Frontline Warrior
- Ghetto Cowboy
- Hook It Up
- Look Into My Eyes(Atlantis Remix)
- Sleepwalkers
- Thug Luv
- Weedman
| Thug World Order Album- T.W.O. Intro
- Bone, Bone, Bone
- Home
- What About Us
- Get Up and Get It
- Bad Wee Blues
- All the Way
- Non-Fiction Words by Eazy-E
- Pump, Pump
- Set It Straight
- Money, Money
- Not My Baby
- Cleveland Is the City
- If I Fall
- A Thug Soldier Conversation
|
|
