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Home >> Batman and Robin soundtrack >> Look Into My Eyes [Bone Thugs-N-Harmony]
Album: Batman and Robin

Look Into My Eyes [Bone Thugs-N-Harmony]

[Krayzie]

We thuggish ruggish niggas always, always,

and ready to bring the war up your way, 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

Steppin' out the limos the bitch soldiers maintain

Givin' my babies all of my money, but my diamonds steady be shinin'

My gang, you know me. Homies got mo' love

And I'm blessed, when I'm outta my sentence

Pump my fist to Mo Thug, gotta keep the Lord up over my shoulders

Jesus sent me his roll or loco, sober, 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

Chorus

[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, kid

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

Chorus

[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 for everlastin'

#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

Chorus

[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

Chorus

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