BONE THUGS N HARMONY - Look Into My Eyes Lyrics

Krayzie:
We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always, and ready to bring
the war if you hate, if you hate.
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Could you tell me what you see?

Bizzy:
Comin' through the door with my militia, why do they bring
big niggas? Fuck y'all, with a gang of bodyguards, my
niggas is stone cold killas, peelas, dippin' out the limos
and bitch, y'all just maintain, givin' my babies all
of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin'. My gang,
you know me. Homies got mo' love, and the Biz follow all of
my senses, pump my fist to Mo Thug, gotta keep the Lord up over
my shoulders, Jesus sent me his roll and (?) soul but load a
revolver, hold up, now, buck 'em all to Hell, 'cause
I'm showin' 'em. And I seen that the bulletholes
was too much, no luck, ya get blowed up, all of you niggas goes
out. The surgeons say that your body can not be sewed up. Hold
up, and wait a minute. It's time for Bone Thugs,
'cause y'all think that you can really hate, nigga.

Krayzie:
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Could you tell me what you see?

Krayzie:
What makes a nigga think he can bite my shit and call his shit
original? What's worse, tellin' people you made the
style we put down three fuckin' years ago. And that's
just like a nigga wanna take all the credit. I bet it
didn't even occur that we would eventually meet with ya,
and don't crash, collide, lock up with the enemy. And I
don't wanna say a nigga's name and all that, but a
y'all fin to get stomped. Let 'em loose. And they
heard the news, ya run up, ya could get dead, oh. Uh-huh, hey,
we murder muthafuckas in a deadly way--fully automatic when we
let 'em lay. "Aw shit! Get down, Leatherface." Fuck
'em all, if I can't get my respect. Come on, now, put
them to rest. What a bloody, bloody mess, but nevertheless, we
won't stress. I figured this platinum got you actin'
like you got to be me. It's all in your mind, but in time,
you'll find we as real as we speak [speak, speak].

Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Could you tell me what you see?

Layzie:
All I see is this soldier, pistol in holster, givin' you
the most. I toast to them thugs. Nigga, nothin' but the
love of bud that we brought to the table. And a nigga wanna
test, catch slugs, put 'em in the mud. Harmony smooth with
the thug shit, mo murda to the fools that clone, five niggas
loc'd out with the roughness, nigga, and it's war when
you craft these Bones. We can get it on, and I'm
referrin' to all of y'all bitches. Y'all know who
y'all are when y'all tried that. Rollin' with the
E since ninety-three, shuttin' shit down in the industry,
nigga, can you bite that? I know y'all niggas wanna roll
with pros, and make friend of foes, but we chosen. God done
blessed us with His potion, pure devotion, freely spoken, baby.
Niggas can't see us never, stay together, my click too
clever, ridin' through the days of the stormy weather,
remember: eternal, it means forever lastin'. #1 Assassin
blastin'. Bashin' on all you niggas's what
I'm doin'. All of the heavens gonna be rulin'
trues, when He come
. We won't be losin', provin' 'em wrong.

Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Could you tell me what you see?

Wish:
I see five killa realer niggas ready to roll wherever I go, true
to pull the trigger, smother a nigga, put 'em in a river, we
the killas, and that's for sure. Niggas out there
clownin' mine, you can't rhyme, the style you got is
all mine, and when I see you, bitch, I'm goin' in your
pockets double-time, and it's like that, you don't want
that. Come and get some pap, pap. Wanna sound like-- Wanna be
like-- Nigga, we can't have that. Why a nigga wanna bite
the Bone shit? Platinum raps. Nigga bet that bitin' shit
ain't doin' nothin', tryin' to make
somethin' outta nothin'. Fuck it, let's peel
caps, buck 'em all down. Put 'em in check, fuck
'em up with the 44 mag, I'm glad, 'cause when
you're fuckin' with Bone, we sendin' 'em
home in a bodybag. Now, look into my eyes, bet you see a realer
killa thug puttin' it down with harmony, harmony.

Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Would you look into my eyes?
Look into my eyes and tell me what it is you see in me.
Could you tell me what you see?
 

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