Body Rott
Chorus: I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin niggas body rott body rott body rott nigga the war shouldn't stop until these muthafuckin cops body rott body rott body rott.
Krayzie: We paper-chasers�smokin blunts�you'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us like us don't be so quick to test us�I'll be annoyed and might bust �I'm a have to talk to Eazy through the Ouija so I can see if maybe he can tell me why your hatin on me bitin on me why you want me to show a nigga Leatherface indeed�don't�fuck around nigga�he's a real buck'em down nigga�muthafuck rappin how about fuckin with me now nigga? niggas get your checks from your broads get high then your broads sneak your keys from ya niggas and ride�everybody wanna party even the niggas with the problem �made-nigga we done solve'em cause bitch we'll squash'em�don't know me fuck you when you got beef but you also got to clone styles and know Mo T see me rappin on your TV yackin�and it's a fact that when you see us in person think we won't flex or show you no action�down for mine�Got to show a nigga time to time so I figure I'll slow down the rhyme�so they can understand I'm filled with so much anger and pain and if I drop then I'll explode like a fuckin grenade nigga�fuck calm time to ring the alarm break the niggas outta prison killin all the guards�whoo! power to the people givin people the power to put it down in your city and fuck them hillbillies nigga I can't stand no muthafuckin po-po�when will we start killin these bitches and takin no mo? yeah�Mo' Thug the only click that I claim although we are beyond the bangin you can say I roll with a gang and dissin chin-checkers in the makin�so nigga continue with the rotation.
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Bizzy: I heard�I murder�I heard�I murder�I heard yeah nigga we holler about all of the murders�look what they did to Tyrone flippin the flow and let it burn without the pistols they'll probably stay strong for Bone bitch you fuckin with all of the ??? and in 1999 when ya meet up in the end bet it be no peace for police the Biz here to rip the�streets and get'em all pissed get ??? we don't take defeat�me steppin retreat you can lose your arms better use your feet�just pick up my ?? yeah nigga yeah yeah hear the pump erupt�we're corrupt as the four down to buck come and get fucked up and get up outta the county nigga get rowdy duck into battle disappear-pear in an alley reappear-pear off in Cali�can you feel me daddy? �proudly handle stuff like a man and went through shit in Cleveland with the band now look at me platinum fuck the rap and corner bitch-made hation nation nowadays an occupation so why you hate me? still can't fade me away go on be gone�he point of view was made with the sound and murder they ????.
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Layzie: How you see me when you see me? drinkin on Henessey and Remy�look in my eyes my shit is dreamy beggin to Scotty won't you beam me up? I buck 12-gauge erupt disrupt your order�infantry y'all better expect annihilation fuckin around with an S-C-T and I better be a soldier organize up but they're lovin just us army see full of harmony and niggas in thugs we trust�so nigga I bust so back up off me givin no mercy�shit is critical killin you individual with a Ouija-type ritual�I'm diggin a ditch for all you po-po who felt you could come and raid me ain't no way be to safe�nigga it's the army brigade�so listen up and hear what's spoken as I start this locomotion retaliate because we chosen open showin the Lord devotion�yeah.
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Wish: Now when your fuckin with me make sure you know what you're doin got niggas that know what they doin rollin with me�infrared to your head�don't beg you dead we fled gotta get away gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day�it's a Bone thang better ride ride�cause what you're fuckin with you're gon die-die�don't be surprised Bone want your presidents wanna run it all run all of it all fuck that dog fuck that dog cause niggas is superstitious nigga don't pull no gun if you ain't gon spit�click-clack back be sound�these police and haters is wrong oh�we buckin'em down�trust in me in harmony I try peace�eternally bless my soul Lord and everybody that rides with me it's from me to you it's from me to you me to you�cause it's my point of view�it's just our point of view�point of view point of view point of view�Yeah and that's why I stay high so high so high like lodi-da-da-da lodi-da-da-da so high so high.
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� 1999 N.W.T. Productions