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Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Song title: Whom Die They Lie

It's East 1999 time


I promise that I'll hunt you bastards

Zip 'em in casket, here to get drastic, fast in a hurry

Is you ready for me magic?

Let 'em blast, and nigga, better burn

Then move, true to the murder mo, gladly

'Cause the haters never had to have me

Want to follow fools through alleys

'Cause ready to lose and daddy

who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie

Probably St. Clair babies, so hate me

But I handle my business

So lately I can handle my shady

Kill 'em, but we think I'm a bomb again

No leavin' as they put me in prison and give me time

I'm ready for the gun to go get'em

And I'm a fill 'em with eleven of mine and one die

Is he ready to lie if I decide

Lookin' at my killin's in his eyes and boom to go bye

I'm gonna fly (fly)

Whom die they lie


Whom die they lie


No mo' mercy...


Whom die they lie [Shot]

Now, who wanna go snitch?

Talk shit about real trues, still be payin' dues

Saw them sneakin'

And a nigga gettin' sick of all the playas, they hatin'

Why so many fakers runnin' they mouth about shit and they lose

Lookin' so deep eyes, and tell it when they lyin'

Stop tryin', but they never convince none

Got hundreds runnin' up with gauges

Still I'm sure they sure they fryin' us, but I buck

Sometimes I save it, for me kill 'em off late at night

So, what if it got too late for me to get 'em?

Then gotta switch to testin' G's

In this game I aim to keep away from every crazy steady

we're too quick to pull petty bullshit

Y'all thought that you could fuck with the Cleveland thugstas

1 fillin' his gun, and I wish you would

Bitch, pop, pop and pump and have to show you through

When Mo' thugs comin' in, it's a headline

Time to get on top of moff top

When they got on stages all over this nation

World, and I plan on

Now look at you bustas get mad

Beat the fuckas on their own line

Don't make 'em tell it to ya twice

When you crack a grip, keep it real

But you should die, pay the price top

Whom die they lie


Whom die they lie


No mo' mercy . . .


Whom die they lie [Shot]

Time to stick it for the thugsta, thugsta

Little sneaky muthafucka on a mission

Grind, be plottin' for it quickly

Who fried? Do or die, nigga

You and I for the creep on the come up

And pay these niggas a visit

So is it, was it, wicked ways

Got me strugglin' for days

Hey, a nigga's gotta eat, so yo

I gotta get paid and blaze

So swift not to catch a case

Crept up in his place

While the nigga was gone for his safe

And his stones, and it's on

'Cause the Bones havin' a say

I won't forget this evenin'

Nigga had theif, Little Layzie Bone

Thievin', 'cause he had cameras hid off into his ceiling

Pin me, niggas run away

They said they lookin' for me

But I'm a find a nigga killin' before this nigga find me

Y'all niggas know a murder-bound city

See me when I'm servin' now, parlay it down

Breakin' it down in the C-Town

Spot 'em on the avenue, follow him passin' through

Get 'em at the next red light, green light

Got the go ahead, infrared on your forehead

Whom die they lie


Whom die they lie

No mo' mercy...

Whom die they lie [Shot]


I'm that nigga with the shot and, red-hand

Answerin' niggas, poppin' enemy

Drop 'em

Me gotta get 'em

Kill 'em before they get the coppers on us

And you know the bitches want us

But as soon as they close, it's the pap pap, pardon me

Take a look, and what you see;

Krayzie still runnin' from the police

'Cause I got a fuckin' bag of weed

I'll be leavin' sale now on the scene

I can do it, I can kill 'em if he gotta be a casualty

He after me, but I'm a put a bullet through your head

Shoulda fled, but you didn't, so bye-bye

Take 'em a couple a days to get your body outta the sea

Meet your fuckin' fate and in grave lay

St. Clair, Wasteland, all my niggas comin'

Oh but they can't take it, if you wanna make it

Break 'em, hey, or can't a nigga get paid

Or your fuckin' with some niggas in some desperate days

Crime, yes, it pays, if it's cool with it, cool with it

Never act a fool with it, broad, 'cause your losin' me

Tell a muthafuckin' nigga, 'cause a nigga told another nigga

"I know who did it"

Rollin' with the thuggish bunch of all

Testin' nuts, and, nigga, we'll cut your balls

It's Mr. Sawed-off, Sawed-off

Whom die, die, whom die, die, they lie


Whom die they lie

No mo' mercy...

Whom die they lie [Shot]

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