1999 Eternal is the second studio album by American hip hop group Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, released July 25, 1995, on Ruthless Records. Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.E. To the n_s, there's just nobody f_in' with Bone. Mentality straight from the C-Town where everyday n_s get beat down. My Cleveland n_s, what's up? Get down for that thang in the game. Pop when they run, gun, bodies goin' fall. Killas for the n_ that's real, ain't in with that Clair, bleed in the dump. n_, wanna test? Must rest buckshots all in that chest, he's f_ed up. We be down, thug n_s know Strate came up. Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Really don't drink, but it's for me trues. Little n_ playin' with them holice, hit the Clair, get 'em up with Bill, Will, Rod J. Little Tommy screamin' out, 'Six-five!' That's when-a-me jumped up. Out thuggin' for money, well d_, that's tellin' po-po back up off me. Jump the fence hit ninety-fifth and now, n_, let's roll some s_. They come, they gun, they run from the po-po. n_s slang that 'caine and remain, smoke bud all day and maintain. Dumpin' they bodies, murder them, who in they posse? Thug, what? Check out the glock-glock, quick to hit it, we swang. Gotta get away, when the po-pos chase me (chase me), so me ready with-a-me gauge. They try to escape me, but only get sprayed. Krayzie n_s be runnin' and duckin' the bullets. Heartless, yeah! Follow me, now, and ride. That's where all we bail, that's where all we sell, where I better keep that high on my mind, fried. Chill with me, roll-roll-roll to the Boneyard. I'm one of the thuggest m_fuckas in your city in ah me strapped-back ride, ready. Pow! Pullin' that body underground, put 'em in the grave, they lay away down. īizzy Come and then fall to me hollow points, now. Krayzie Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. Bang! Straight Land of the Heartless, where the thugs be thinkin' on executions, straight prosecution, Lil' Lay go buck and start confusion. Gettin' 'em slain, tryin' to f_ with the chain gang. n_s that fell off, they thought they can hang.

Blazin' up, burnin' my brain, that's the insane. Fools be ready to shoot, collectin' my loot. Eternally here to stay in the khakis suits and the high-tech boots. Let loose with a buckshot blast and Bone up outta the cut, and me buckin'. #1 a_assin pick up the pump and then causin' the twelve gauge eruption. Screamin' out murder, comin' to serve ya, n_, we told you. Rollin' with trues, nothin' to lose, nevertheless ain't about that talkin'. Little Layzie be there daily collectin' me bankroll. We thug on the block, and distributin' llello. Straight Mo Thug n_, return from the Clair. Layzie Where you from, n_? Straight from the m_fuckin' Land of the Heartless: five true thugs from the double-glock, ready to pop to the dome.

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