Look Into My Eyes [atlantis Remix] Lyrics - The Collection: Vol. 2 - 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 

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[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 

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[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]