Eternal


Layzie
Where you from, nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' Land of the Heartless: five true thugs from the double-glock,
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Bizzy
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Wish
Heeeeyyyy, 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, ain't in with that Clair, bleed in the dump. Pop when they run, gun, bodies goin' 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 you. Mentality straight from the C-Town where everyday niggas get beat 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.

Krayzie
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun.
Keepin' 'em on the run with-a-me shotgun. [Swang with a click tight claim.] Pow! [*3]