Bone
Thugs-n-Harmony
E.
1999 Still Eternal
Cleveland
is the city that we come from
Hip hop
heads and bloggers alike, we have something really special for ya in this
article. This is very special for me and my fellow blogger as this article is
about a group that is close to home. Lets all take a second to read about one
of the greatest groups in hip hop, Cleveland’s own Bone Thugs-n-Harmony. Taking
a little trip back to circa 1990 Bone first started out under the moniker
“B.O.N.E. Enterprise” and consisted of Krayzie Bone, Layzie Bone, Bizzy Bone
and Wish Bone. They released there first album together called “Faces of Death”.
Eventually another member was added to the group named Flesh-n-Bone. Later the group started traveling and went to Los
Angeles in hopes of meeting up with N.W.A. member Eazy-E. After an over the
phone audition Bone found out Eazy-E would be performing in Cleveland. They
managed to open for his show and were signed to “Ruthless Records” on the spot.
Now going with the greatly known “Bone Thugs-n-Harmony” moniker in 1994 the
group dropped there second album “Creepin on Ah Come Up”. By far a great album
it has many noteworthy tracks including "Mr. Ouija", "Thuggish
Ruggish Bone", "Creepin on ah Come Up" and "Foe tha Love of
$". I will never forget my junior high and high school years hearing "Thuggish
Ruggish Bone" just remembering the good times and good summers. Bone in
midst of this album displayed there well known style which fused amazing flow
and lyrics as well as harmonizing too. With the recent success of “Creepin ON
Ah Come Up” in 1995 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony released there next album “E. 1999 Eternal”.
“E. 1999 Eternal” still to this day in considered a highly acclaimed album.
With production from “DJ U-Neek” E. 1999 Eternal has many phenomenal songs
including "East 1999", "Mr. Bill Collector", "Tha
Crossroads", "No Shorts, No Losses", "1st of tha
Month" , "Buddah Lovaz" and "Mo Murda
" .
No one
can forget when they first heard ", "Tha Crossroads",
"Buddah Lovaz" or "1st of
tha Month" I remember just sparking tons of conversations just talking
about those songs and enjoying the times. In 1997 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony released
the double disc set album “The Art of War”. Another nice album from Bone it
includes many great tracks such as "Look into My Eyes", "If I
Could Teach the World" and "Thug Luv" (feat. 2pac). In 2000 Bone
Thugs-n-Harmony released “BTNHResurrection”. This album heavily featured
Flesh-n-Bone and featured many hit tracks like "Resurrection (Paper,
Paper)" , "Change The World" and a Bizzy Bone Solo titled "One
Night Stand". Flesh-n-Bone was arrested due to a weapons charge
altercation thus leaving the group missing a member temporarily. Bone’s next
album “Thug World Order” came out in 2002 and featured cool tracks like "Get
up & Get It" (feat. 3LW) and "Home" (feat. Phil Collins). Shortly
after the album release Bizzy Bone and the group were having altercations and
Bizzy was the next member to leave the group leaving only Krayzie Bone, Wish
Bone and Layzie Bone. Still the group continued to move on they released “Thug
Stories” in 2006. It included such
tracks as "Thug Stories" and "Still No Surrender". In 2007 after a rough times with the group as
a whole Bone Thugs-n-Harmony would get a bit of a resurface as they released
the amazing album “Strength & Loyalty”. “Strength ans Loyalty” has many
great features including Swizz Beatz, Game, and will.i.am, Mariah Carey, Bow
Wow, Twista, Yolanda Adams, Akon and Fleetwood Mac. With an allstar lineup like
that the album followed through with many amazing tracks like "Flowmotion",
"Wind Blow", "I Tried", "Lil Love" and "Never
Forget Me". I remember hearing “I Tried” and just vibing with it and
feelin the powerful message from it.
Following
“Strenght and Loyalty” Bone Thugs-n-Harmony released “T.H.U.G.S.” which is an
album featuring many previously unreleased tracks. Some of those tracks include
"Sweet Jane” and "Young Thugs". Later in 2007 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
would reunite which would put forth hope of a future album with all the
members. With the group fully back together in 2010 Bone Thugs-n-Harmony would
release “Uni5: The World's Enemy”. A great album it includes many great songs
like "Rebirth", "See Me Shine" and "Meet Me in the
Sky". Many of the Members of Bone Thugs-n-Harmony are still making Albums
and Mixtapes as well as appearing on other artist tracks for features and
cameos. Bone is the ultimate storyof a group brought together by music that is
still strong and ongoing today. Bone put Cleveland, Ohio on the map when it
comes to hip hop and everyone should always pay homage to them. In your music rotations
take some time to add some great tunes from one of the best groups around “Bone
Thugs-n-Harmony.If you didn’t know Bizzy bone was one of the first kids to
be found on a American most wanted here is the interview
, This group brought a lot of versatile to
the game being able to tongue twist fast ,make songs that catch your mind with
arsenal that would knock you out of your socks you also have to remember their
song with biggie http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4Onc4fFGlo
notorious thugs here is the verse
Notorius B.I.G.:
Armed and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us.
Straight up weed,
No angel dust.
Label us
Notorious
Thug-ass niggas that love to bust.
It's strange to us,
Y'all niggas be scramblin', gamblin'
up in restaurants with mandolins and violins.
We just sittin' here tryin' to win,
Try not to sin, high off weed and lots of gin.
So much smoke, need oxygen, steadily countin' them Benjamins.
Nigga, you'd should, too,
If you knew what this game would do to you.
Been in this shit since ninety-two.
Look at all the bullshit I've been through:
So-called beef with you-know-who,
Fucked a few female stars or two.
Then a blue light,
Niggas move like Mike,
Shit,
Not to be fucked with.
Muthafucka, better duck quick,
'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit.
Fuck the luck, shit, strictly aim, no aspirations to quit the game.
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your click, squeeze your clip, hit the right one.
Pass that weed, I gotsta light one. All them niggas, I gotsta fight one. All them hoes, I gotsta like one.
Our situation is a tight one.
What you wanna do: fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B,
Bone and B.I.G., nigga, die slowly.
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me,
cash rules everything 'round me.
Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me.
Fuck it. Buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it.
Know the bitch, before you caught yourself lovin' it.
Nigga, roll the Benz, fuckin' in it.
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews.
Goodfellas down for the Mo Thug crew.
Who's the killa: me or you?
Puff Daddy:
We forgive you, for you know not what you do.
Bizzy:
Seven A.M. woke in the morning, with Henney, caffiene and green and nicotine.
No dough, so I pop a couple'a foes. Little RIPsta, nigga, Mr. Clean make it
Gleam, deep in my temple, and I gotta get sentimentally steamed with my
Instrumelody and heated especially for your team and the forty-five indeed will
Beam in between the seams, destroy your dreams. You willing to die? We'll see
How many flee when I 'cause the scene. We mean mug, Mo Thug, trained to be
Perfect disciples when it's survival time, die by double-edged sword, triple
Six rivals spittin' fire, that's the real truth, bitch, breakin' down for
Lives, my Messiah, better get ready for Armageddon, shoots expired, it's wild.
Bless the child, the one that became a man, but them positions' already there,
All that I had to do was stare. Test me now, contend, never no surrender, no
Pretend, pick up my gun in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends. Hey, open
And let 'em see if we're real. We all suited, beg my pardon to Martin, baby, we
Ain't marchi
N', we shootin', and daily recrutin'. There's a thug born everyday in the
Ghetto. We start 'em off little, we give 'em a bottle and a pen and pad. They
Hit the label, kick it.
Krayzie:
Little Kray roll on over to the dark spot, to the dome with a shot of burb, now
Me go back to the curb. Me feelin' that urge to splurge, but I'm broke as fuck.
"Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve." Off into my pad, 'cause I gotta get my mask
And shells to put in this twelve-gauge sawed-off, get 'em mauled off, nigga,
Y'all lost. They get hauled off. Got a nigga callin', though, for the pump, now
Leatherface, Sin runnin', thuggin' and cuttin', Lil' Mo! Hart quick to pull it,
Ain't nothin'. Bitch, if you're steppin', we're buckin' them guts. That's
Fucked up. Now let me get down for the crime. Got to go purchase a dime, put in
The state, nigga double the crime, smokin' the reefer to ease my mind. Swig
Some wine, step on the block with the rocks, but really me servin' 'em dummies,
See. Gotta buck 'em on down, if they come talkin' like, "Give me back me
Money." Thuggin' with me killas, need us a liter of liquor, but niggas ain't
Got shit, but a sawed-off pump, chrome .38 pistol, now who ready to get back
? Nigga like me fiendin' for them green leaves, but I ain't had no dough. Gotta
Make some money, so I makin' my dummy rocks, if I go broke.
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie.
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie . . .
Krayzie:
We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party].
Better run and tell everybody [everybody].
Alternating with Layzie:
Ride. Let's ride. Let's ride. Let's ride. Come on and . . .
Bizzy:
Get high, get high, get high . . .
Layzie:
[Yeah.] Little Lay, hey, comin' in the form of scripture, fin to get ya and hit
Ya with magic, drivin' out late, but I call on my gadgets. With an automatic
Status, we spray. Time to load the glocks, but I'm thinkin' not, there's
Another evil force tellin' me to do what I gotta do, so I up my pipe, a nigga
Dyin' tonight, and I'm always runnin' from the boys in blue, biggy-blue's on my
Ass. Now, I whip out the cellular phone to call Bone, "What's happenin'? Grab
Artillery. Niggas start packin', 'cause a muthafucka tried to get me in a
Jackin', and I did him." Hit 'em right between the eyes. The spot was wise.
Wanna test a nigga's size, and it cost him. Nigga fuck around with the wrong
Shit, y'all get mo mudered all day, all day. We can play that way, and I'm on
The run. I'm a call my boys, and bring all the guns. Y'all niggas wanna have a
Little fun with #1, bloody red, redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red,
Redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red, redrum.
Armed and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us.
Straight up weed,
No angel dust.
Label us
Notorious
Thug-ass niggas that love to bust.
It's strange to us,
Y'all niggas be scramblin', gamblin'
up in restaurants with mandolins and violins.
We just sittin' here tryin' to win,
Try not to sin, high off weed and lots of gin.
So much smoke, need oxygen, steadily countin' them Benjamins.
Nigga, you'd should, too,
If you knew what this game would do to you.
Been in this shit since ninety-two.
Look at all the bullshit I've been through:
So-called beef with you-know-who,
Fucked a few female stars or two.
Then a blue light,
Niggas move like Mike,
Shit,
Not to be fucked with.
Muthafucka, better duck quick,
'cause me and my dogs love to buck shit.
Fuck the luck, shit, strictly aim, no aspirations to quit the game.
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your click, squeeze your clip, hit the right one.
Pass that weed, I gotsta light one. All them niggas, I gotsta fight one. All them hoes, I gotsta like one.
Our situation is a tight one.
What you wanna do: fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B,
Bone and B.I.G., nigga, die slowly.
I'm a tell you like a nigga told me,
cash rules everything 'round me.
Shit, lyrically, niggas can't see me.
Fuck it. Buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it.
Know the bitch, before you caught yourself lovin' it.
Nigga, roll the Benz, fuckin' in it.
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
B.I.G. come through with mobs and crews.
Goodfellas down for the Mo Thug crew.
Who's the killa: me or you?
Puff Daddy:
We forgive you, for you know not what you do.
Bizzy:
Seven A.M. woke in the morning, with Henney, caffiene and green and nicotine.
No dough, so I pop a couple'a foes. Little RIPsta, nigga, Mr. Clean make it
Gleam, deep in my temple, and I gotta get sentimentally steamed with my
Instrumelody and heated especially for your team and the forty-five indeed will
Beam in between the seams, destroy your dreams. You willing to die? We'll see
How many flee when I 'cause the scene. We mean mug, Mo Thug, trained to be
Perfect disciples when it's survival time, die by double-edged sword, triple
Six rivals spittin' fire, that's the real truth, bitch, breakin' down for
Lives, my Messiah, better get ready for Armageddon, shoots expired, it's wild.
Bless the child, the one that became a man, but them positions' already there,
All that I had to do was stare. Test me now, contend, never no surrender, no
Pretend, pick up my gun in my hand, one of my trusty friend, friends. Hey, open
And let 'em see if we're real. We all suited, beg my pardon to Martin, baby, we
Ain't marchi
N', we shootin', and daily recrutin'. There's a thug born everyday in the
Ghetto. We start 'em off little, we give 'em a bottle and a pen and pad. They
Hit the label, kick it.
Krayzie:
Little Kray roll on over to the dark spot, to the dome with a shot of burb, now
Me go back to the curb. Me feelin' that urge to splurge, but I'm broke as fuck.
"Sin, gimme that Mossberg swerve." Off into my pad, 'cause I gotta get my mask
And shells to put in this twelve-gauge sawed-off, get 'em mauled off, nigga,
Y'all lost. They get hauled off. Got a nigga callin', though, for the pump, now
Leatherface, Sin runnin', thuggin' and cuttin', Lil' Mo! Hart quick to pull it,
Ain't nothin'. Bitch, if you're steppin', we're buckin' them guts. That's
Fucked up. Now let me get down for the crime. Got to go purchase a dime, put in
The state, nigga double the crime, smokin' the reefer to ease my mind. Swig
Some wine, step on the block with the rocks, but really me servin' 'em dummies,
See. Gotta buck 'em on down, if they come talkin' like, "Give me back me
Money." Thuggin' with me killas, need us a liter of liquor, but niggas ain't
Got shit, but a sawed-off pump, chrome .38 pistol, now who ready to get back
? Nigga like me fiendin' for them green leaves, but I ain't had no dough. Gotta
Make some money, so I makin' my dummy rocks, if I go broke.
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie.
It's Bone and Biggie, Biggie . . .
Krayzie:
We gonna rock the party [rock the party, party].
Better run and tell everybody [everybody].
Alternating with Layzie:
Ride. Let's ride. Let's ride. Let's ride. Come on and . . .
Bizzy:
Get high, get high, get high . . .
Layzie:
[Yeah.] Little Lay, hey, comin' in the form of scripture, fin to get ya and hit
Ya with magic, drivin' out late, but I call on my gadgets. With an automatic
Status, we spray. Time to load the glocks, but I'm thinkin' not, there's
Another evil force tellin' me to do what I gotta do, so I up my pipe, a nigga
Dyin' tonight, and I'm always runnin' from the boys in blue, biggy-blue's on my
Ass. Now, I whip out the cellular phone to call Bone, "What's happenin'? Grab
Artillery. Niggas start packin', 'cause a muthafucka tried to get me in a
Jackin', and I did him." Hit 'em right between the eyes. The spot was wise.
Wanna test a nigga's size, and it cost him. Nigga fuck around with the wrong
Shit, y'all get mo mudered all day, all day. We can play that way, and I'm on
The run. I'm a call my boys, and bring all the guns. Y'all niggas wanna have a
Little fun with #1, bloody red, redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red,
Redrum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, bloody red, redrum.
