DAH INTRODUCTION

Welcome to tha darkside!  It's Tha Thuggish Ruggish Bone!  St.
Clair St. Clair St. Clair! It's Tha Thuggish Ruggish Bone!
Eternal Eternal Eternal! It's Tha Thuggish Ruggish Bone! Gotta
Give It on up to tha glock glock pop pop better drop in a
buckshot cause tha bone n me never dem hustle n creepin on out
of tha ziplock so zen suggen n little mo heart better load up
the clip in me slipped in the clip in n takin a bloody victim to
tha test nut! It's Tha Thuggish Ruggish Bone! Buck buck buck
buck buck! Hahahahahaha! Right back at yo mutha fuckin ass,
comes those real true thugs straight off tha double glock!
puttin it down foe tha muthafuckin land! Takin no shorts no
losses! Puttin it on you you jealous, Bitch made playa hatin ass
niggaz!  You betta tell em whats real bitch!  takin no more shit
in tha nine-5!  I bring to you, tha one and only, Bone Thugs ~N~
Harmony! Nigga dis St. Clair St. Clair, St.Clair! 

(chorus) Execution Double Nine Style, Steadily fillin dem Bodies
Underground.

It will be all about that yayo bankroll, gotta make that money
man payroll put it in tha door gotta beat them hoes n I put em
in bang gotta get them demons off me! Keepin em softly seepin up
through my soul well sleepin ain't good to good! When I'm all
alone I don't n never watch tha door! When I won't be slippin up
wit tha thugs I deal With, Wit a trail of 12 guage shells blood
will spill! 187 n a 211, 12 guage, n an AK47 spray little Ripsta
kill em all! put em off in tha grave daily when tha smug slug
crawl up in ya, but I roll wit tha realer niggaz pop pop drop
from tha sound of tha ground n I'm off ta kill ya!

Dem St. Clair Thugs We love When They pumpin dem slugs now what
see tha dove from scud, when I dug them enemies into tha mud! 
They drug wit my trus, snooze you lose, n get in tha line tah
get fucked up! wazzup wit them shoes ew they new, so leave em at
home or my dogs drugs, Plus I left at tha block Hey nigga! oh no
tha popo they follow! Coppa wanna see tha nigga hangin behind
tha school, But nigga remember my motto... Me no surrender gotta
get away from tha feds wit my quickness! Hangin to tha side
gotta swing to tha ride runnin through tha cut hit 95. Bail
runnin for safety we make it n chill! Gotta make a meal but I
can't get caught for real! Nigga drop that bill never pop my
steel! Me no competition! Never Fuck Wit my click, N so listen
you bitches stay trippin so get with n when we smokin blunts
nigga don't stiff on tha weed smoke it all cause nigga you know
when tha fuckas get fried gonna run n get a sack

Now you runnin wit these thuggish killas! Creepin up out of tha
land! gettin read to ride, gettin high! How all my niggas in tha
land got glocks wit days on tha 99, but I kill em all, dog be
fakin tha fall cause we bustin on niggas so what now! Come nigga
get buck pow when all of that done get shut tha fuck down! N I'm
 talkin bout niggas who want ta contend wit tha thugstaz so
nigga thats fucked up, never no playa hatas in tha click so
loudn never no bustas! Never catch me sleep here tha buckshots
wit tha thugs in cleveland dwell daily, Collectin me meal N meet
you in hell if all else fails oh well!

(Chorus) (4x)

(Fades Into East 1999)