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E. 1999 Eternal is the second studio album by American hip hop group Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, released July 25, 1995, on Ruthless Records. 1.Da Introduction - 0:00 2.East 1999 - 4:25 3.Eternal - 8:44 4.Crept and We Came - 12:50 5.Down '71 (The Getaway) - 17:58 6.Mr. Bill Collector - 22:44 7.Budsmokers Only - 27:47 8.Crossroad - 31:19 9.Me Killa - 35:01 10.Land of tha Heartless - 35:59 11.No Shorts, No Losses - 39:04 12.1st of tha Month - 43:54 13.Buddah Lovaz - 49:10 14.Die Die Die - 53:53 15.Mr. Ouija 2 - 56:46 16.Mo' Murda - 58:03 17.Shotz to tha Double Glock - 1:03:47
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[LYRICS] Layzie: Where you from, nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' Land of the Heartless: five true thugs from the double-glock, [and you fall] ready to pop to the dome. Eternally, it's on. Yeah. Straight Mo Thug nigga, return from the Clair. Test this hustla? Better not dare. We thug on the block, and distributin' llello. Lil' Layzie be there daily collectin' me bankroll, rollin' with trues, nothin' to lose, nevertheless ain't about that talkin', screamin' out murder, comin' to serve ya. Nigga, we told ya. Bone be stalkin', sleepwalkin'. #1 Assassin pick up the pump and then causin' the twelve gauge eruption. Let loose with a buckshot, blastin', Bone up outta the cut, and me buckin'. Eternally here to stay in the khakis suits and the high tech boots. Oops, I'm comin' with troops. Fools be ready to shoot, collectin' my loot. Blazin' up, burnin' my brain, that's here insane. I crept and I came. Niggas that fell off--they thought they could hang. Gettin' 'em slain, tryin' to fuck with the chain gang. Bang. Straight Land of the Heartess, where the thugs be thinkin' on executions, straight prosecution, Lil' Lay go buck and start confusion. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. I swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Come swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Swang with a click tight claim, now. Bizzy: Come and then fall to me hollow points, now. Pow. Pullin' that body underground, put 'em in the grave, they lay away down. Clair playas, stay down. I'm one of the thuggest muthafuckas in your city, and a me strapped back, ride, ready me pap pap in broad daylight. Chill with me, roll, roll, roll, to the Boneyard. Hit that hydro. That's where all we bail, that's where all we sell, where I better keep that high on. My mind fried. Ride to the darkside. Feel the darkness. East ninety-nine, mine the thugs, I loves 'em. Heartless, yeah. Follow me, now, and ride. Follow me, come inside. You can run, but won't escape alive. So many tried, but died. Krayzie: Niggas be runnin' and duckin' them bullets. They try to escape me, but only get sprayed. Gotta get away, when the po-pos chase me [chase me], so me ready with a me gauge. Bang. Bang. Put 'em in a coffin. Buck. Pump. Dumpin' they bodies. Come again, dumpin' they bodies. Murdered them, deep in they posse. Thug, what? Check out the glock-glock, quick to hit it, we swang. Niggas slang that 'cane and remain, smoke bud all day and maintain. They come, they gun, they run from the po-po. Jump the fence hit ninety-fifth, and now, nigga, let's roll some shit. Let's smoke. Out thuggin' for money, well damn, that's tellin' po-po back up off me. Nigga, me fucked up, now. Little Tommy screamin' out, "Six-five!" That's when a me jumped up. I'm out, now. Little nigga playin' with them holice, hit the Clair, get 'em up with Big Bro, Rod J. Nigga need some weed, and it's funny, I ain't got no money. Nigga put me down, swing to the (?) with some brews. Really don't drink, but it's for me trues. Four crazy niggas with nothin' to lose. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. I swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Come swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Swang with a click tight claim, now. Wish: Hey, now from the C-Town. We be down, thug niggas know Strate came up. Nigga, wanna test? Must rest, buckshots all in that chest, he's fucked up. Killas for the nigga that's real and in with that Clair, been in the dump. Pop when they run, gun, bodies gon' fall. My Cleveland niggas, what's up? Get down for that thang in the game. Bang, bang if you have to. Beatin' niggas down in any town. Now don't let me catch ya. Mentality straight from the C-Town where everyday niggas get beatin' down. Better think before you run up. I gun up. But I think he peeps game, now. To the niggas, there's just nobody fuckin' with Bone. Swang with a click tight claim. It's on. Eternally flow style, nigga, that's Bone. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. I swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Come swang with a click tight claim. Keepin' 'em on the run with a me shotgun. Swang with a click tight claim, now. Lyrics: http://www.lyricsdepot.com/
[Bizzy] Well I must be close to the Armageddon lord you know That I won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought And am I stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto I want settle get on my level they can't Stop me or drop me nigga they got me fuck naw Little Pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it Cause they're cornered and I want 'em to jump up I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down So quick to test bullet yes declare war Roll and I'll blow when I get the gun for the murder mo' horror For what the did it all pause for the cause and I Fin to pull a nine or pistol little nigga wit mine fuck dem niggas it's on All y'all fall Bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord Looking at death with the last of my breath Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets Deep in the leaves I'm alone nigga believe That I can see it if needed an if you really want me in Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland [2Pac] Hahaha what's poppin nigga put your motherfucking hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we can do this like punks and punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug life baby I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap Praying to father please forgive me police be rushing when they see me I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name We all gone die we bleed through similar veins You'se explain to me now don't panic when my gun burst Heard the last jam nigga this ones worse My nigga bone held the chrome till I came home Thug Luv playas tell these bitch ass niggas bring it on I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your sleep Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me [Layzie] Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherfuckers out to get me they don't understand It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas Down to put in some work do some dirt Fuckin round with the band Bone Thugs N Harmony Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma Everything I do it seem to cause drama Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya So quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust For the love of the lust niggas bustin on us Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the Art Of War Putting niggas on the floor when I'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror Causing much to the nigga that dared us trying to put a twist in this thugsta era Paired up with a nigga like Pac and a nigga like me gotta stay high Thug Luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky but I'm still in the hood smoke and fry So I beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery Bless my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century [Krayzie] Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't fuck around Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground And don't get caught up in the crossfire nigga Artillery thick and you don't want to get to fuckin with this I'm straight devil devil not a punk and pretend I reload buck a little more flee the scene 'fore the po-po even know what you lookin for They don't know a motherfucker with a leatherface hey Man she said I ran this way said I ran that way You hoes'll never know because I got away yeah A criminal mind a nigga on the level sometimes so get high and analyze your crime Directly organized with results you'll be surprised [Wish] Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating niggas you gots to die It's over wit Bone better leave it alone Mo Thug I'm cracking fuckin domes Still in the hood where the thugs play fuckin wit nothin but thugs man Ain't taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way Give it to 'em on another level nigga get a shovel you can dig a hole bitches is dead Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red Fuck with mine will be see in the moonlight cause we out ridin looking for you Better run for cover nigga duck we about to bust Straight got the Infrared put it on his forehead make some moves Send flowers straight to his home put a card in the motherfucker send it to his mama Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone
E. 1999 Eternal is the second studio album by American hip hop group Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, released July 25, 1995, on Ruthless Records. The album was released four months after the death of rapper Eazy-E, the group's mentor and the executive producer of the album. Both the album and single "Tha Crossroads" are dedicated to him. Following up on the surprise success of their breakthrough single "Thuggish Ruggish Bone", it became a popular album and received positive reviews from music critics, earning praise for the group's melodic rapping style. The album title is a portmanteau of the then-future year 1999 and Cleveland's eastside neighborhood centering around East 99th Street and St. Clair Avenue where the group is based from. E. 1999 Eternal became the group's best-selling album, with over five million copies sold in the United States and ten million worldwide. It topped the US Billboard 200 for two consecutive weeks. The album was nominated for the inaugural Grammy Award for Best Rap Album, ultimately losing to Naughty by Nature's Poverty's Paradise at the 1996 Grammy Awards.
"Thug Luv" is a song by Bone Thugs-n-Harmony featuring 2Pac. It is featured on Bone Thugs-n-Harmony's 1997 album The Art of War. The original version of the song only had Bizzy Bone, Sylk.E-Fyne and 2Pac. The song was produced by DJ U-Neek. 2Pac arrived at the recording and wrote his verses in 111 seconds then had to leave. The other members of Bone Thugs-n-Harmony completed their verses after he had left. The song is considered a classic by many fans as it was a long anticipated collaboration between 2Pac and Bone Thugs-n-Harmony. It is said that "Thug Luv" was supposed to end the feud between Ruthless Records and Death Row Records. This song can be heard as the opening song for the video of If I Could Teach The World. Very good song. If you like it then please subscribe.
[Intro] We're not against rap We're not against rappers But we are against those thugs (thugs thugs) [Shatasha Williams] It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x4] [Layzie Bone] Your feelin' the strength of the rump Step up, hear the funk of the jump that the thugstas feel Just be thuggin, straight buzzin, lovin yo peoples cause we so real Chill, better bring yo weapon, when steppin Bring on that ammunition, trippin' on sip Not to mention, never knew no competition But i gotta get mine, so scream out, mo, and let me hear ya holla Not about that mighty dollar Roll with the bone, mo' thugs will follow Chain gang, remains the same Flamin my dank and drinkin brew Thinkin about hangin, clockin my bank, and thuggin trues, foo's [Shatasha Williams] It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x4] [Wish Bone] Get ready for the bone and the mo thug, bustas You know me as a hustla Try to creep and get beat, maybe six feet, peep, gotta put them under Straight jackets, gotta make that money, man It's still the same now, bailin in my black trench vest You gotta be down to bang bang Come and get this teachin, ya soldiers how thugstas must slack Me drinkin me brew till me skull crack, when we on our way back [Shatasha Williams] It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x4] [Krayzie Bone] Now follow me now, roll, stroll off deep in the land Well, creep if you can, take another swig to the brain (whoa) Loc'in, steady chokin off that potent smoke and runnin from the po-po now Gotta get up with my thugstas, right turn to the double glock Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas Puff, puff puff to the brain shot Love P.O.D.ed and tweeded, gotta get another case for my trunk Old English, really don't need it, but in case my trues wanna get drunk They pump bone, so leave 'em alone You don't wanna get shut down Thug runnin the nine-quad, and you better beleive they be wantin this thug style So what now? see the bone thug claim, thug never gonna change, so flame up Sit back and just smoke the same cut, Leatherface on the creep, I came up [Shatasha Williams] It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x4] [Bizzy Bone] Gotta give it on up to the glock glock Pop pop, better drop when them buckshot blow The bone in me never no ho, so no creepin up outta the ziplock So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up And flipped in, than slipped the clip in, mistakin' the bloody victims Ever if ya test nuts, to the chest and put em to rest And, but I won't test bucks, put a hole up into me vest And gotta get through my soul, but they won't budge, mud, drug me victim The blood in me runnin' my mental, the thug in me, stuck in me Keepin' it simple, the bone in me runnin with thugs so To the temple, buck when you duck to the thuggish ruggish T's St. Claire P's to appeal to the G's And a buck to all my enemies [Shatasha Williams] It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x5] We got Layzie and We got Krayzie Bizzy's in the house Wish is in the house And Flesh And Tasha Cleveland's definiteley in the house It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone [x6]