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shell down\nOn the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\nCatch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\nAnd scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\nDeeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\nDeath runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nRip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\nCreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nPut him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n[01:09.56] Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n[01:12.58] On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n[01:15.42] Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n[01:16.71] And scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n[01:18.51] Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n[01:21.64] Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n[01:24.56] See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n[01:28.02] Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n[01:31.32] Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n[01:32.23] Judgement day, me reapin\n[01:34.21] Lil Lay on the deep end\n[01:36.07] So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n[01:37.72] Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n[01:39.63] Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n[01:42.63] Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n[01:44.08] Nigga let's killa killa killa\n[01:44.95] Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n[01:47.19] Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n[01:50.34] Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n[01:52.49] Flippin I roll with me gun\n[01:53.87] Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n[01:55.58] And it's all the same\n[01:56.48] They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n[01:58.10] They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n[02:00.33] Rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n[02:02.27] Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n[02:05.26] Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n[02:06.86] Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n[02:08.11] Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n[02:10.84] Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n[02:14.42] Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n[02:17.27] Creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n[02:18.51] When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n[02:20.65] Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n[02:22.18] Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n[02:23.43] Put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n[02:24.69] Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n[02:27.25] What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n[02:29.66] P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n[02:31.51] Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n[02:33.88] Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n[02:35.57] Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n[02:37.59] Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n[02:39.61] I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n[02:41.40] Not never to mention never to mention\n[02:43.82] It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n[02:45.49] But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n[02:48.76] And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n[02:52.02] Well I got a clique see\n[02:53.33] My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n[02:54.95] Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n[02:58.20] Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n[03:01.01] Killer when the night falls\n[03:02.54] And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n[03:04.00] Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n[03:06.34] Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n[03:09.52] Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n[03:13.37] But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n[03:16.71] Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n[03:18.43] Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n[03:19.82] When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n[03:23.23] Leave no witnesses\n[03:24.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Sleepwalkers\n  artist: Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony\n  album: The Collection, Volume Two\n  duration_ms: 212000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n  start_ms: 3250\n  end_ms: 5560\n- text: Miscellaneous\n  start_ms: 5560\n  end_ms: 12710\n- text: Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n  start_ms: 12710\n  end_ms: 15850\n- 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to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  And scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  Rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  Creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  Put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n  Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n  Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n  Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n  But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n  Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n  Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n  When I come hard let's 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now\nConsider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\nOn the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\nCatch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\nand scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\nDeeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\nDeath runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, 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crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n  Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n  Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n  Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n  But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n  Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n  Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n  When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n  Leave no witnesses\n"},{"id":17180665,"name":"Sleepwalkers","trackName":"Sleepwalkers","artistName":"Bone Thugs-n-Harmony","albumName":"The Collection, Volume Two","duration":212.426667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"BONE THUGS N HARMONY\nMiscellaneous\n\nWoke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\nEazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\nNigga plottin', ahhhh\nNigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\nCock my nine, and i'm out the window\nDrunk as fuck and high off that indo\nNigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\nAnd i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\nNigga walkin half up with nine in hand\nI gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\nI wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\nNow back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\nDon't get caught sleepin\n\nSleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\nConsider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\nOn the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\nCatch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\nand scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\nDeeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\nDeath runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this 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stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n  Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in 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psycho and that killa Ripsta\n  Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n  Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n  When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n  Leave no witnesses\n"},{"id":22424981,"name":"Sleepwalkers","trackName":"Sleepwalkers","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"The Collection, Vol. 2","duration":212.509025,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"BONE THUGS N HARMONY\nMiscellaneous\n\nWoke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\nEazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\nNigga plottin', ahhhh\nNigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\nCock my nine, and i'm out the window\nDrunk as fuck and high off that indo\nNigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\nAnd i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\nNigga walkin half up with nine in hand\nI gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\nI wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\nNow back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\nDon't get caught sleepin\n\nSleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\nConsider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\nOn the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\nCatch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\nand scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\nDeeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\nDeath runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n[01:09.56] Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n[01:12.58] On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n[01:15.42] Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n[01:16.71] and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n[01:18.51] Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n[01:21.64] Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n[01:24.56] See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n[01:28.02] Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n[01:31.32] Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n[01:32.23] Judgement day, me reapin\n[01:34.21] Lil Lay on the deep end\n[01:36.07] So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n[01:37.72] Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n[01:39.63] Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna 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get caught sleepin\n\n  Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n  Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n  Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n  Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n  Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n  But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n  Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n  Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n  When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n  Leave no witnesses\n"},{"id":18703188,"name":"Sleepwalkers feat Eazy-E","trackName":"Sleepwalkers feat Eazy-E","artistName":"Bone Thugs-N-Harmony","albumName":"The Collection, Vol. 2","duration":212.514062,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"BONE THUGS N HARMONY\nMiscellaneous\n\nWoke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\nEazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\nNigga plottin', ahhhh\nNigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\nCock my nine, and i'm out the window\nDrunk as fuck and high off that indo\nNigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\nAnd i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\nNigga walkin half up with nine in hand\nI gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\nI wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\nNow back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\nDon't get caught sleepin\n\nSleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\nConsider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\nOn the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\nCatch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\nand scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\nDeeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\nDeath runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha 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wet 'em up\n  Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n  Don't get caught sleepin\n\n  Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n  Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister 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#1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n[01:09.56] Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n[01:12.58] On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n[01:15.42] Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n[01:16.71] and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n[01:18.51] Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n[01:21.64] Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n[01:24.56] See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n[01:28.02] Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n[01:31.32] Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n[01:32.23] Judgement day, me reapin\n[01:34.21] Lil Lay on the deep end\n[01:36.07] So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n[01:37.72] Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n[01:39.63] Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n[01:42.63] Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n[01:44.08] Nigga let's killa killa killa\n[01:44.95] Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n[01:47.19] Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n[01:50.34] Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n[01:52.49] Flippin I roll with me gun\n[01:53.87] Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n[01:55.58] And it's all the same\n[01:56.48] They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n[01:58.10] They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n[02:00.33] rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n[02:02.27] Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n[02:05.26] Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n[02:06.86] Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n[02:08.11] Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n[02:10.84] Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n[02:14.42] Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n[02:17.27] creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n[02:18.51] When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n[02:20.65] Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n[02:22.18] Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n[02:23.43] put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n[02:24.69] Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n[02:27.25] What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n[02:29.66] P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n[02:31.51] Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n[02:33.88] Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n[02:35.57] Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n[02:37.59] Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n[02:39.61] I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n[02:41.40] Not never to mention never to mention\n[02:43.82] It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n[02:45.49] But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n[02:48.76] And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n[02:52.02] Well I got a clique see\n[02:53.33] My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n[02:54.95] Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n[02:58.20] Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n[03:01.01] Killer when the night falls\n[03:02.54] And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n[03:04.00] Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n[03:06.34] Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n[03:09.52] Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n[03:13.37] But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n[03:16.71] Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n[03:18.43] Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n[03:19.82] When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n[03:23.23] Leave no witnesses\n[03:24.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Sleepwalkers (feat. 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they don't understand\n  I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n  Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n  Don't get caught sleepin\n\n  Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n  Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n  Don't run, run, 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#1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n[01:09.56] Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n[01:12.58] On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n[01:15.42] Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n[01:16.71] and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n[01:18.51] Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n[01:21.64] Death runnin up from the left, Bang! 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boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n  Don't run, run, 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#1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n[01:09.56] Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n[01:12.58] On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n[01:15.42] Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n[01:16.71] and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n[01:18.51] Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n[01:21.64] Death runnin up from the left, Bang! 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they don't understand\n  I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n  Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n  Don't get caught sleepin\n\n  Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n  Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n  Don't run, run, 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#1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n[01:09.56] Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n[01:12.58] On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n[01:15.42] Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n[01:16.71] and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n[01:18.51] Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n[01:21.64] Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n[01:24.56] See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n[01:28.02] Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n[01:31.32] Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n[01:32.23] Judgement day, me reapin\n[01:34.21] Lil Lay on the deep end\n[01:36.07] So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n[01:37.72] Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n[01:39.63] Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n[01:42.63] Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n[01:44.08] Nigga let's killa killa killa\n[01:44.95] Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n[01:47.19] Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n[01:50.34] Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n[01:52.49] Flippin I roll with me gun\n[01:53.87] Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n[01:55.58] And it's all the same\n[01:56.48] They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n[01:58.10] They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n[02:00.33] rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n[02:02.27] Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n[02:05.26] Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n[02:06.86] Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n[02:08.11] Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n[02:10.84] Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n[02:14.42] Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n[02:17.27] creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n[02:18.51] When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n[02:20.65] Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n[02:22.18] Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n[02:23.43] put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n[02:24.69] Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n[02:27.25] What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n[02:29.66] P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n[02:31.51] Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n[02:33.88] Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n[02:35.57] Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n[02:37.59] Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n[02:39.61] I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n[02:41.40] Not never to mention never to mention\n[02:43.82] It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n[02:45.49] But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n[02:48.76] And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n[02:52.02] Well I got a clique see\n[02:53.33] My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n[02:54.95] Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n[02:58.20] Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n[03:01.01] Killer when the night falls\n[03:02.54] And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n[03:04.00] Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n[03:06.34] Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n[03:09.52] Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n[03:13.37] But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n[03:16.71] Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n[03:18.43] Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n[03:19.82] When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n[03:23.23] Leave no witnesses\n[03:24.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Sleepwalkers (feat. 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they don't understand\n  I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n  Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n  Don't get caught sleepin\n\n  Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n  Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n  Don't run, run, 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#1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n[01:09.56] Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n[01:12.58] On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n[01:15.42] Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n[01:16.71] and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n[01:18.51] Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n[01:21.64] Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n[01:24.56] See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n[01:28.02] Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n[01:31.32] Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n[01:32.23] Judgement day, me reapin\n[01:34.21] Lil Lay on the deep end\n[01:36.07] So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n[01:37.72] Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n[01:39.63] Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n[01:42.63] Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n[01:44.08] Nigga let's killa killa killa\n[01:44.95] Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n[01:47.19] Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n[01:50.34] Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n[01:52.49] Flippin I roll with me gun\n[01:53.87] Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n[01:55.58] And it's all the same\n[01:56.48] They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n[01:58.10] They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n[02:00.33] rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n[02:02.27] Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n[02:05.26] Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n[02:06.86] Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n[02:08.11] Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n[02:10.84] Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n[02:14.42] Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n[02:17.27] creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n[02:18.51] When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n[02:20.65] Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n[02:22.18] Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n[02:23.43] put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n[02:24.69] Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n[02:27.25] What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n[02:29.66] P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n[02:31.51] Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n[02:33.88] Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n[02:35.57] Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n[02:37.59] Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n[02:39.61] I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n[02:41.40] Not never to mention never to mention\n[02:43.82] It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n[02:45.49] But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n[02:48.76] And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n[02:52.02] Well I got a clique see\n[02:53.33] My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n[02:54.95] Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n[02:58.20] Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n[03:01.01] Killer when the night falls\n[03:02.54] And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n[03:04.00] Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n[03:06.34] Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n[03:09.52] Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n[03:13.37] But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n[03:16.71] Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n[03:18.43] Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n[03:19.82] When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n[03:23.23] Leave no witnesses\n[03:24.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Sleepwalkers (feat. 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I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n  I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n  Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n  Don't get caught sleepin\n\n  Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n  Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't 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#1 in this murder game, insane\nSee a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\nWatch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\nMo murder, me comin to serve ya\nJudgement day, me reapin\nLil Lay on the deep end\nSo me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\nEternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\nLittle Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\nGotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\nNigga let's killa killa killa\nBodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\nMurder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\nSteady flip when I bang, bang, man\nFlippin I roll with me gun\nStill it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\nAnd it's all the same\nThey willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\nThey thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\nrip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\nThen pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\nCreepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\nSleepwalk with the intent to kill him\nWoke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\nDont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\nThen I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\ncreepin up under your dome, it's seepin\nWhen the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\nMe stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\nRest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\nput him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\nWanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\nWhat is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\nP.O.D. d when it comes to ride\nCreep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\nOnce inside, forgettin about remorse\nTour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\nThen I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\nI'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\nNot never to mention never to mention\nIt'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\nBut then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\nAnd I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\nWell I got a clique see\nMy niggas up out of the woods reapin\nPeep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\nOnce the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\nKiller when the night falls\nAnd it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\nDon't run, run, run, I like my knife\nRun up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\nStraight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\nBut fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\nDippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\nThought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\nWhen I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\nLeave no witnesses","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] BONE THUGS N HARMONY\n[00:05.56] Miscellaneous\n[00:12.71] Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six\n[00:15.85] Eazy-muthafuckin-E with tha hard ass dick\n[00:18.85] Nigga plottin', ahhhh\n[00:21.13] Nigga schemin'so don't wake me bitch cuz i'm dreamin\n[00:25.48] 1-8-7s on bitches in my head, nigga up snorin' like fuck, sleep in fear\n[00:31.64] Cock my nine, and i'm out the window\n[00:34.69] Drunk as fuck and high off that indo\n[00:37.92] Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G.\n[00:40.84] And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me\n[00:43.78] Nigga walkin half up with nine in hand\n[00:46.95] I gives a mad fuck but they don't understand\n[00:50.33] I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n[00:55.73] Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n[01:02.48] Don't get caught sleepin\n[01:06.45] Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n[01:09.56] Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n[01:12.58] On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n[01:15.42] Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n[01:16.71] and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n[01:18.51] Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n[01:21.64] Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n[01:24.56] See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n[01:28.02] Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n[01:31.32] Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n[01:32.23] Judgement day, me reapin\n[01:34.21] Lil Lay on the deep end\n[01:36.07] So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n[01:37.72] Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n[01:39.63] Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n[01:42.63] Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n[01:44.08] Nigga let's killa killa killa\n[01:44.95] Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n[01:47.19] Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n[01:50.34] Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n[01:52.49] Flippin I roll with me gun\n[01:53.87] Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n[01:55.58] And it's all the same\n[01:56.48] They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n[01:58.10] They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n[02:00.33] rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n[02:02.27] Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n[02:05.26] Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n[02:06.86] Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n[02:08.11] Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n[02:10.84] Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n[02:14.42] Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n[02:17.27] creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n[02:18.51] When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n[02:20.65] Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n[02:22.18] Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n[02:23.43] put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n[02:24.69] Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n[02:27.25] What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n[02:29.66] P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n[02:31.51] Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n[02:33.88] Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n[02:35.57] Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n[02:37.59] Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n[02:39.61] I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n[02:41.40] Not never to mention never to mention\n[02:43.82] It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n[02:45.49] But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n[02:48.76] And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n[02:52.02] Well I got a clique see\n[02:53.33] My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n[02:54.95] Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n[02:58.20] Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n[03:01.01] Killer when the night falls\n[03:02.54] And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n[03:04.00] Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n[03:06.34] Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n[03:09.52] Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n[03:13.37] But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n[03:16.71] Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n[03:18.43] Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n[03:19.82] When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n[03:23.23] Leave no witnesses\n[03:24.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Sleepwalkers (feat. 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they don't understand\n  I wet 'em up, wet 'em up, wet 'em up\n  Now back to the mutha fuckin set, creepin crawlin crawlin creepin\n  Don't get caught sleepin\n\n  Sleepwalkin stalkin runnin with the guage up under this murderous spell now\n  Consider me hellbound, crossin my path, i'ma drop this 12-guage shell down\n  On the road to destruction, guage eruption, creepin so i'm cautious\n  Catch a nigga sleep, six feet deep\n  and scopin out peepin cause ya be makin me nauseous\n  Deeper than a ocean man, hitttin you with this potion man\n  Death runnin up from the left, Bang! #1 in this murder game, insane\n  See a nigga fall victim, pick him, me click him, hunt on this deadly prowl\n  Watch out for the nightfall, when them come, mo murder be a nigga style\n  Mo murder, me comin to serve ya\n  Judgement day, me reapin\n  Lil Lay on the deep end\n  So me flipped with a spiff and I caught them sleepin\n  Eternally soldiers of the Clair, keep it ruthless, Mo Thugs\n  Little Layzie ya big boss, wanna floss on this\n  Gotta make that cheese, yeah nigga we gettin 'em\n\n  Nigga let's killa killa killa\n  Bodies they count, me buckin em down, stay down\n  Murder me style, me put em in the ground now way down\n  Steady flip when I bang, bang, man\n  Flippin I roll with me gun\n  Still it's itchin to bang, bang, hang\n  And it's all the same\n  They willin to serve ya mo murder, mo murder\n  They thinkin you tangle but when they get mangled\n  rip all of your soldiers scream, but no body heard ya\n  Then pop in the clip if ya lettin me doze off, you lost\n  Creepin, I'm drunk when I stalk me victim\n  Sleepwalk with the intent to kill him\n  Woke up and my shovel done soaked in blood, put em in the mud\n  Dont know what it was but his gut was still drippin off me fuckin gloves\n  Then I got me strapped up, straight-jacked up, but man i'll be reapin,\n  creepin up under your dome, it's seepin\n  When the sawed off get to creepin, fall victim\n\n  Me stalkin, chalkin up bloody victims\n  Rest, the Ripsta, the sinister kill a nigga\n  put him in a river, bodies shiver, pump blood now\n  Wanna rest with the Mo Thugs, buckin em on down\n  What is it in ya, deep in the dead and we get fried\n  P.O.D. d when it comes to ride\n  Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night\n  Once inside, forgettin about remorse\n  Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready to lie down\n  Then I awake in a mental state somebody gotta die now\n  I'll pap pap puttin a clack back in a me gat\n  Not never to mention never to mention\n  It'll be over when I take a nap, me deadly\n  But then me put in the bullet, the wickedness in me\n  And I'm on a mission on murder roll city to city without no pity\n  Well I got a clique see\n  My niggas up out of the woods reapin\n  Peep me creepin out of the corner, who just got caught sleepin?\n\n  Once the Mo comes up thers gonna be murder\n  Killer when the night falls\n  And it aint shit to kill cuz I really don't love ya\n  Don't run, run, run, I like my knife\n  Run up with that gun, gun, gun, and take your life\n  Straight-jakket is loose creepin up to get ya get ya\n  But fo' mo killas #1, Leatherface, that psycho and that killa Ripsta\n  Dippin me clip and me dumpin, me ditch ya\n  Thought he was dead but they saved him with stitches\n  When I come hard let's kill em all, niggas and bitches\n  Leave no witnesses\n"}]