[Intro: Bizzy Bone & (Supervision)]
Yeah... Supervision, (Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)
If you look into my eyes...
If you look into my eyes tell me what you see
You see, you see, you see
(It's Supervision y'all, Supervision y'all, Bone Thugs y'all)
If you look into my eyes, tell me what you see
You see, you see, you see
(It's Supervision y'all, Supervision y'all, Bone Thugs y'all)
If you look into my eyes, tell me what you see
[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]
See, they don’t understand me
I’ve been through him, and him, and him
And then come at ‘em again
I know niggas that’s in the pen and figgas for you and them
Evil creepin’ on my people - chances are slim
Be married to the music - boom! Hit the stage
Ready to die for it, cry for it - cut the games
Many tried for it, lied for it, get a catchy chorus and fly for it
Take orbit, let gravity be your fortress tonight
Elevate your brain, hold your heart and just sing
Cause gracefully we age through all the pain
Sentiments in rain, evidence of it’s heavenly thangs
Disdained for my explanation on ‘cane, the fame
Was the sum of our money chained in a murder, murder shame
With a pistol and a pissed off bang
Well, then let me finish with thug love
I’m off to hit the club with the bud and the track
Hit the mud, keep the gun, it’s my first love
Yeah... Supervision, (Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)
If you look into my eyes...
If you look into my eyes tell me what you see
You see, you see, you see
(It's Supervision y'all, Supervision y'all, Bone Thugs y'all)
If you look into my eyes, tell me what you see
You see, you see, you see
(It's Supervision y'all, Supervision y'all, Bone Thugs y'all)
If you look into my eyes, tell me what you see
[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]
See, they don’t understand me
I’ve been through him, and him, and him
And then come at ‘em again
I know niggas that’s in the pen and figgas for you and them
Evil creepin’ on my people - chances are slim
Be married to the music - boom! Hit the stage
Ready to die for it, cry for it - cut the games
Many tried for it, lied for it, get a catchy chorus and fly for it
Take orbit, let gravity be your fortress tonight
Elevate your brain, hold your heart and just sing
Cause gracefully we age through all the pain
Sentiments in rain, evidence of it’s heavenly thangs
Disdained for my explanation on ‘cane, the fame
Was the sum of our money chained in a murder, murder shame
With a pistol and a pissed off bang
Well, then let me finish with thug love
I’m off to hit the club with the bud and the track
Hit the mud, keep the gun, it’s my first love
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