Head Over Feet
Bone Thugs N Harmony lyrics
Bone Thugs N Harmony lyrics
"Frontline Warrior Lyrics"
Superthug Lyrics
I'm, I'm actually waitin on the bus now He said we have some kind of special assignment or something He's supposed to be callin' me, like any minute now, any minute Hold on, hold on, lemme get the phone Hello? Jackson here Ya, what? you found Manuel Noreaga? In the Phillipines? He has a mansion? Ok, we on it, on it, right now... right (Noreaga and Neptunes) What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)
I'm, I'm actually waitin on the bus now He said we have some kind of special assignment or something He's supposed to be callin' me, like any minute now, any minute Hold on, hold on, lemme get the phone Hello? Jackson here Ya, what? you found Manuel Noreaga? In the Phillipines? He has a mansion? Ok, we on it, on it, right now... right (Noreaga and Neptunes) What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)
(chorus)
Nigga, thought I told ya.(told ya). That the war ain't over. (over).
(Nigga, you can roll). You can roll, you can get rolled over my nigga we the
frontline warriors. I thought I told ya.(told ya). That the war ain't over.
(over).(Nigga, you can roll). You can roll, you can get rolled over my nigga we
the frontline warriors. I thought I told ya.(told ya). That the war ain't
over. (over).(Nigga, you can roll). You can roll, you can get rolled over
nigga we the frontline warriors. I thought I told ya.(told ya). That the war
ain't over. (over).(Nigga, you can roll). You can roll, you can get rolled over
my nigga we the frontline warriors.
Verse 1:
Oh why they wanna bring the noise? Humble me and my boys. Disrespect it on a
record like a nigga got clot when it's all about his mo-thug music. Put my name
in yer mouth an a nigga gonna do you. Who the fuck them nigga
Lassie Lyrics
Det var en dag och jag var fyra ?r, jag trodde mer p? det onda ?n det som var gott. Jag var fyra ?r och det fanns hemska typer i mitt rum, svarta tapeter, kalla trumpeter, blodpankakor och planeter och luftens surrande slag, m?rkret var mycket m?rkt och ensam och r?dd var jag, tycker ingen om mig, ingen tycker om mig... d?..kom hon som ljus ur m?rkret, hon slickade min kind och sa; "hos mig ?r du trygg & varm, jag ska v?rma ditt hj?
s tryin to play?Det var en dag och jag var fyra ?r, jag trodde mer p? det onda ?n det som var gott. Jag var fyra ?r och det fanns hemska typer i mitt rum, svarta tapeter, kalla trumpeter, blodpankakor och planeter och luftens surrande slag, m?rkret var mycket m?rkt och ensam och r?dd var jag, tycker ingen om mig, ingen tycker om mig... d?..kom hon som ljus ur m?rkret, hon slickade min kind och sa; "hos mig ?r du trygg & varm, jag ska v?rma ditt hj?
Lay don't stop until you meet my glock. I'ma getcha, make ya body-rott, nigga
make the party pop. Nigga, why not? Times ticking on the clock, and the heatin
hot. I'ma hit the weed spot. Joy ride with my niggas till the beat drop. We got
big Benjamin spendin CEO's. While you playin, we buy y'all rent and pin me.
Probly livin in a tent, pocket full of lint. Try and flip it like I flip it,
Nigga got me bent. N like I said it on the last song: Nigga, we joyridin, and
y'all ain't BONE. B.B.O.B. the bad boy of the bones, I'll be thuggin for
eternal. Wanna test me? It's on. Now where my niggas at? Get the gat. Pell a
nigga wig back. Nigga dig that, dig that. All original. Cleveland's own
criminal. Here we go. From a place where a nigga might bury ya. Nigga act up
and I better take care of ya. Scared of ya? I be ready for the war. Nigga I'm
America's most, us bailin coast to coast. Steady thuggin out
House Of Clouds Lyrics
Looking back inside my hell At all the things i knew so well And in my mind i feel the tears The times i ad through all the years Somebody, save me from From myself, i need help Innocence that grew to pain All those days that turned to rain I'm looking back inside my hell Somebody, save me from
here in theseLooking back inside my hell At all the things i knew so well And in my mind i feel the tears The times i ad through all the years Somebody, save me from From myself, i need help Innocence that grew to pain All those days that turned to rain I'm looking back inside my hell Somebody, save me from
streets. Lookin out for the rollers thuggin this race, they wanna fade us. But
I keep my heat, and it ain't no peace, and fuck the police. Come out the house,
all eyes on me. Jump in my 5 double O B-E-N-Z XL, and I hit the freeway,
freeway......
(chorus)
Verse 2:
Swallow. It ain't never gonna rain. No rain. Proudly glock on Sunday. Never
know I might bust on you one day. Oh, swiggin with Jack and the Bombay. Boom,
bye, bye, roll, roll, roll. Yeah nigga, fuck you. Oh hell yeah? Fuck you too.
Badder the God the wise realize. Nigga better back off of my niggas in the
middle of a newborn style. The foul sinnin, the killin, uh.
And then, uh, we to enter the mental together. Better tell my nigga were
bitter. We back with rhythm, but dont nobody feel em, but them niggas around
the globe. In a mission worth money was gold. Then he went nutty with money
becaus
Il Testamento Lyrics
Quando la morte mi chiamer forse qualcuno protester dopo aver letto nel testamento quel che gli lascio in eredit non maleditemi non serve a niente tanto all'inferno ci sar gi ai protettori delle battone lascio un impiego da ragioniere perch provetti nel loro mestiere rendano edotta la popolazione ad ogni fine di settimana sopra la rendita di una puttana ad ogni fine di settimana sopra la rendita di una puttana he was outta the cut with nothin but ugly souls. Gonna make us Tish
Tush. No were untouched. We won. Wasn't Iran hit enough? Caught up in lush, but
not just for (rush). I don't even erupt, creep on a come up, come up. Trapped
in a rapture. The chocolate's pumpin. Tell em it's somethin. Snatch you. We
outta the pasture kinda like cattle with medallian diamonds in the Gallow.
Ghettoish bastards runnin much faster than the average asses in the shadows
outta the battlefield (battlefield) battlefield (battlefield)
(chorus)
Verse 3:
I'll need a secret weapon, I think the war is on, (the war is on).
and when they ask em who is he, it's seventh sign n bone(seventh sign n bone).
Call me a secret weapon, I think the war is on, (the war is on). and when they
ask em who is he, it's Big B n bone ( Big B. n bone). Frontline soldiers.
Frontline soldiers.
(chorus to fade)
Quando la morte mi chiamer forse qualcuno protester dopo aver letto nel testamento quel che gli lascio in eredit non maleditemi non serve a niente tanto all'inferno ci sar gi ai protettori delle battone lascio un impiego da ragioniere perch provetti nel loro mestiere rendano edotta la popolazione ad ogni fine di settimana sopra la rendita di una puttana ad ogni fine di settimana sopra la rendita di una puttana
Tush. No were untouched. We won. Wasn't Iran hit enough? Caught up in lush, but
not just for (rush). I don't even erupt, creep on a come up, come up. Trapped
in a rapture. The chocolate's pumpin. Tell em it's somethin. Snatch you. We
outta the pasture kinda like cattle with medallian diamonds in the Gallow.
Ghettoish bastards runnin much faster than the average asses in the shadows
outta the battlefield (battlefield) battlefield (battlefield)
(chorus)
Verse 3:
I'll need a secret weapon, I think the war is on, (the war is on).
and when they ask em who is he, it's seventh sign n bone(seventh sign n bone).
Call me a secret weapon, I think the war is on, (the war is on). and when they
ask em who is he, it's Big B n bone ( Big B. n bone). Frontline soldiers.
Frontline soldiers.
(chorus to fade)