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Published on May 29, 2012
2009 Star Trek reboot by J.J. Abrams cut to "East 1999" by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
"East 1999" Lyrics:
East 1999 my niggas....
Thinkin' bout back in the days - when the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind - Gotta get mine doing my crime With two in here - Steady stackin' my ends Put my serve down on the Claire 99
Hittin' up the graveyard shift with - Real, Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone Little Wally high rollerz and he wonda why niggas so strong Krayzie Bone - stack right take much love Kept ah nigga on his toes in the game It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang, Gotta make a grand at least daily man
Them Cleveland hustlaz neva no bustaz, thug to the heart We them niggas from the land fool, and the old school... Just serve out ya sentence and be cool
Fuckin' with Trues - rest in peace Little nigga Ripster, stress that Bone love Smokin' on bud, cause ah nigga Mo Thug Callin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up In the 99 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 with ya gun so run run
Cleveland is the city where ah nigga come from Slangin' them dum dum dum dums
[Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]
Niggas it's going down - up in the C-Town Get 'em up with the thug - and the nigga with the bud get a fifth a rose 'fore the liquor store closed hit em up with the 40 reasons Nigga roll up the buddah Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer
Mo runnin' up outta the club with this Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper peeper
Strip as you hear the double glock glock Widda me rocks cops sweatin' me bad, Coppers betta drop when the gunshots pop glock top in the body and the bullshit stop Whenever the trouble knock Where the po-po niggas go solo split up and swerve Krayzie take caution, Take out my llelo and tossed it Send 'em in the road to the curb
Running, ducking, jumping, Up in the land my niggas is craaazy, We slang and we buck and we bang on the block and my nigga, that's daaaaaily Who the nigga with the 12-guage? (Pump) It's Mr. Sawed-Off Leatherface - so you betta pray
Eternally thugsta, East 1999 We roll with the devillllllllllllll
[Verse 3: Bizzy Bone]
Gotta give peace to the SCTs And the one big thug on the glock, Pump blast for the cash Then I mash the gas - gotta dash away from the cops Not lettin' em pause - Steadily flippin' up rows Rippin' up flesh with six dogs Thats that thugsta - yes I pump slugs and I be drippin' 'em off in dumpsters Fuck them po-pos...
all ah dem bodies dey burn, burn
And I guess that hood'll never learn Gotta dip (both in ones and) sherm When I'm on a mission for my city Bigger niggas be bailin' out wits me Roll up the window - the wind blow - fuck up my indo I'm an enemy even though the barrels of me 12-guage are empty, me scan-dalous niggas up outta the woods, buckin' no fuckin' with the family Nigga neva understand me Much love - much bud for them St. Claire thugs
East 99 is where ya find me Slangin' them mu-tha-fuc-kin' drugs.
[Verse 4: Flesh N Bone]
Dun dun leavin' the niggas stunned - cockin pop widda me gun They know they'll be noddin' they head off And I gots to have me fun Leaving 'em home, breakin' fakin' Yo studio gangsta bitch, trick Niggas'll get beat - I'm han del lin shit And I split in the midst of the darkness
Consider me heartless - oh yes Flesh be runnin' a ho check Betta check ya Rolex - Ya timed now fa givin' up respect Ta them S-C-Ts from C-L-E where scandalous - niggas that dwell hail off on the far side, and bail Leavin' a trail a the boody victims The fifth dog maulin' 'em all, and never them catch me slippin' And sippin' a fifth of the wine, and niggas be dyin' and steadily trippin' We flippin' the scripts on over
See the Bone ah be never sober Niggas told ya triggas showed ya East 99 five soldiers
[Verse 5: Wish Bone]
Murder one, red rum, try to run and get away But it's just to laaaate, Watch out, buckshots, when I come buck buck Betta guard that fuckin' face Dumpin' them slugs on you fools Rollin' wid me Trues, drinkin' brews, Don't start no shit we come equipped So niggas stay cool
one eighty seven, You think that you going to heaven, Put slugs all up in that chest and, To hell is where you be dwellin'
Popping ah clip in them bodies me dumpin' Watchin' you fall to the pave Wid me nine milli pumpin'
Puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run East east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine x 8