Hip-Hop Legends: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

As one of the absolute greatest Hip-Hop groups of all time who shined beyond the glitz and the glam, Cleveland hustlers, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, made an impact in the game over practically every single rhyme that they spit that will indefinitely stand the test of time. Dishin’ out 11 studio albums with rumor of the 12th gracing our lives this year in 2017, Bone Thugs have impacted individuals throughout the world with pure facts of living on the streets. Tracks such as “1st of tha Month” showcase the real life scenarios that majority of society faces and the humble manner that Bone Thugs have always expressed the nitty gritty of life have kept them above par when it comes to raising the Hip-Hop bar. Although their entire discography is full of some of Hip-Hops bests lyrics of all time, here are five that I choose to remind you of what Bone Thugs are truly about.


“God bless you working on a plan to heaven
Follow the Lord all 24/7 days
God is who we praise even though the Devil’s all up in my face
But he keeping me safe and in my place
Say grace to the gates we race
Without a chance to face the judge
Then I guess my soul won’t budge
Grudge, because there’s no mercy for thugs
Ohhhhhh what can I do, it’s all about a family and how we roll
Can I get a witness let it unfold
We livin’ our lives to eternal our souls ay o ayo”

Track – “Tha Crossroads”


“Hey my nigga we having a wonderful day, and I won’t front with ya, why?
Cause it’s the 1st of the Month
And now we smoking, choking, rolling blunts
And sipping on 40 ounces, thugging
Come, come, we’ve got the blunts and rum
From jumping all nights we high
Hit up the block to where? East 99
I get with my nigga to get me some yayo
Double up, “nigga what you need?”
We got weed to get P.O.D.’ed
Fiend for the green leaves
Give it up it’s the info so you better lay low
Cause the popo creep when they roll slow
If you can’t get away, better toss that yayo
Keep your bankroll
Yeah we having a celebration, I love to stay high
And you better believe when it’s time to grind
I’m down for mine crime after crime
Fin to creep to the pad cause mom’s got grub on the grill
And we got the 4-0, you know it’s the 1st of the month
And my nigga we chills for real”

Track – “1st of the Month”


“Don’t be fuckin’ with my money, nigga no
See when Krayzie pull the pump, then I kill ’em all
Pump slugs, when blood hit the wall, watch ’em fall
Now dog who ya gonna call?
Puttin’ niggas in the coffin where they probably better off
And Leatherface is not a punk bitch so a nigga just can’t fuck me
Nigga better have me cash
Or I kill his whole family when the twelve gauge pump blast
Now test me
Never ever let a nigga ride when he think he fin to slide
Pop him in the spine, get him for the money
Nigga tried to play me and dash
And that’s why me thugs just put slugs in that ass, fatally
And me never want to see no
Oh jealous muthafucka tried to keep a nigga ends low
If he scared to smoke a primo
Gotta go with the fiends and in the click is a no no
Gotta make that money man
Gimme all my change, it’s a murder thang, now
Even in the dummy game
Niggas comin’ up slain for collectin’ they claim
Now, Leatherface, me pick up me gauge
Leather mask and nigga, me blast
So ya better respect us, when you see the bill collector
Rippin’ killin’ niggas for that mad money thang”

Track – “Mr. Bill Collector”


“Every time I look around it seem like I’m in trouble
Pressure by the double, Lord I love you
And I really trust you, wish that I could hug you
Disappear from the grain and the rubble
And I’m tryin to keep from goin under
We ride Eastside, blowin in the wind
Each time I try, they lie, no lie
Judgin from the outside lookin in
Never had a clue of what I really do
The ghetto pushin through but I’ma do it right
Never buckle, never stop to struggle
Layzie got the muscle through the pressure bust pipes
My life, highlights, bright lights, alright
Story of a warrior, my flight
Final destination, thug motivation
Time never wastin, pacin my fight”

Track – “My Life”


“I’m stuck in this penetentiary called life
Deciphering wrong from right
Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting
Puttin’ the oldest far from life
Facing a brick wall at a stand still
Was it a dream or was it reality
Now it’s a nightmare hunting my sanity
Thank the Lord up in heaven ain’t mad at me
It’s sad to see I be bustin’ my ass
I’m down for my grind getting nowhere fast
I’mma thug so you know ah nigga built to last
To the point ah no return tryna’ get the cash
Feel mo’ wrath, murda on the government
War for the niggas on the streets
It’ll be no peace till the top dog eat
Tryna’ stop my meal you can catch this steel
6 feet deep is where you be layin’
Worms and maggots is where you be stayin’
Deaperado 2000 all about the money murda ‘n mayhem
I look at the niggas I went to school wid
Shot pool wid was always cool wid
Same niggas I just can’t fool wid
Niggas got guns and ready to use it
So I’m trapped up against the wall
Watchin’ y’all niggas plottin’ on me
Tryin’ ah catch me up in that robbery
Put they mob on me and do ah job on me
But I’m proud to be that nigga in the ghetto that just can’t stay out
Ain’t nowhere to run ain’t nowhere to hide
And it ain’t no way out”

Track – “No Way Out”

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