Body Rott

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott

We paper chase and smoke blunts

You'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like u

Don't be so quick to test us

I'll be annoyed and might bust

I'ma have to talk to

Eazy through the ouija, so

I can seeIf maybe he can tell me why you hatin' on me

Bitin' on me, why you want me to show a mother****ing leatherface in m

Don't **** around brother, he's a real buck 'em down brothe

Mother****ers rappin' how bout ****in' with me now brothe

*******s get your checks from your broads get high

Then your broads sneak your keys from your nigga and ride

Everybody wanna party even the mother****ers with a proble

Hey brothers we can solve em, 'cause mother****er we'll squash 'e

Don't know me, nigga you when you got beef

But you also got the clone styles and all motif

See me rappin' on your

TV actin'And it's a fact that when you see us in person

Think we gon' flex or show you no action

Down for mine, gotta show a nigga time to time

So I figure

I'll slow down the rhyme

So they can understand

I feel with so much anger and pain

And if I drop then

I'll explode like a mother****ing grenade, brothe

Calm down nigga time to ring the alarm

Break the niggas out of prison killin' all the guards, woo!

Power to the people givin' people the power to put it down in your city

And **** them hillbillies brothe

I can't stand no mother****ing po-p

When will we start killin' these niggas and takin' no more

Mo thug the only clique that

I claim although we all beyond the bangin'

You could say

I roll with a gang and dissing chin checkers in the makin'

So niggas continue with the rotation

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott

I heard I murda,

I heard I murda,

I heardYeah niggas we heard about all of the murders

Look what they did to

TyroneFlippin' the flow then let it burn

What if the pistols and police stay strong for the

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Bonefreak, you ****in' with all of the black cat fee

And in 1999 when ya meet up in

EgyptBet 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

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Mother****ers never retreat, never lose your arm

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Better use your feet pick up my cannon mother****er yeah yeah yea

Get up off the rock

We're corrupt as a four dollar buck

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Come and get ****ed u

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, And get out the county mother****ers get rowdy take out a bount

Disappear-pear, in an alley, reappear-pear, off in

CaliAnd you feel me daddy, proudly

I done stalk like a mad man

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, And went through mother****ers in

Cleveland with the band

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Now look at me platinum, ****in' the rap and the corner mother****er

Made Hation nation nowadays an occupation

So why you hate me still can't fade me away

Go on, be gone, and the point of view was made with the song

And while they pop

I'm ready to bomb, bomb, bomb

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott

How you see me when you see me drinking on

Hennessey and

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, RemyLook in my eyes my mother****er it is dreamy

Beggin' to

Scotty won't you beam me up

I buck twelve gauze erupt disrupt your order infantry

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Y'all better expect annihilation, ****in' around with an

SCTAnd better be a soldier organize up on the love and just us

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Armies see, full of harmony and mother****ers in thugs we trus

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, So ****in' I bust so back up off me, givin' no mercy mother****er it is critica

Killin you individual wit' a ouija type ritual

I'm diggin' a ditch for all of you po-po who felt you could come and raid

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Ain't no way to be safe, mother****in' this the army brigad

So listen up and hear what's spoken as

I start this locomotion

Retaliate because we chosen open showin' us

Lord's devotion, yeah

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Now when you're ****in' with m

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Make sure you know what you're doin' got mother****er

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 freeSo when you need me

I can buck another day

It's a Bone thang, better ride, ride'

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Cause when you're ****in' with, you gon' die, di

Don't be surprised,

Bone want your presidents wanna run it all

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Run all of it all of it, **** that dog, **** that do

Bone thugs-N-Harmony, Body Rott, The Art of War, Us mother****ers is super skille

Don't pull no gun if you ain't gon' spit

Click, clack, clack be the sound

These police and haters is wrong, uh

We buckin' em down trust in me and 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

It's just our point of view, it's just our point of view

Point of view, point of view, yeah

And that's why

I stay high

So high, so high like, la dee dah dah dah

La dee dah dah dah, so high, so high

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott

I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' mother****ers body rot

Body rott, body rott

**** the war shouldn't stop until these mother****in' cops body rot

Body rott, body rott