There were just too many questions and not enough answers about her story.
For years, I also wondered what happened to Shatasha. Williams basically disappeared from the public eye following the platinum-level success of "Thuggish Ruggish Bone," on which she is an officially credited artist. Her name, though mistaken by many as Tasha, pops up on Twitter every week with people wondering what happened to her. Shatasha Williams is one of the biggest mysteries in rap history. For my money, the song is one of the greatest in rap history ( Questlove agrees!), and a large part of that is due to the mesmerizing hook, which was sung by Shatasha Williams. This story isn't about my personal love for Bone Thugs-N-Harmony though, but about the one song that turned me into a Bone Thugs loyalist, "Thuggish Ruggish Bone." Everything about the song, and also the video, which had Eazy-E strolling through Cleveland, built the foundation for my love of hip-hop. Regional bias aside, f rom that point on, Bone Thugs was cemented into my favorites for life.
More specifically, the first time I heard the group's song "Thuggish Ruggish Bone," which was the lead single from the project they released in 1994, I was hooked. For me-a Cleveland native -one of my earliest experiences with rap occurred when I was formally introduced to Bone Thugs-N-Harmony via their EP, Creepin on ah Come Up. It’s the Thuggish Ruggish Bone.When you boil it down, hip-hop, and music in general, is about memories and how songs and moments stick with you in a personal way over time. Clair P’s, to appeal to the G’s, and a buck to all my enemies.īizzy’s in the house. The Bone in me runnin' with thugs so, to the temple, buck when you duck to the Theīlood in me runnin' my mental, the thug in me, stuck in me, keepin' it simple, Ever if ya test nuts, to the chestĪnd put 'em to rest, and, but I won’t test bucks, put a hole up into me vest,Īnd gotta get through my soul, but they won’t budge, mud, drug me victim.
Sip gin, and Lil' Mo Heart run up, nut up, and flipped in, then slipped in theĬlip then, mistakin' they bloody victims. The Bone in me never no ho, so no creepin' up outta the ziplock. Gotta give it on up to the glock glock, pop pop, better drop when them buckshotīlow. Sitīack and just smoke to the same cut, Leather Face on the creep, and I came up. So what now? See the Bone thug claim, thug never gonna change, so flame up. Runnin' the nine-quat, and you better believe they be wantin' this thug style, They pump Bone, so leave 'em alone-you don’t wanna get shut down. Olde English, really don’t need it, but in case my trues wanna getĭrunk. Puff to the brain shot, love P.O.D.'ded and tweeded, gotta get another case for Take another swig to the brain, (Rose), loc’in', steady chokin' off that potent Now follow me, now, roll, stroll, off deep in the Land. It’s still the same, now, bailin' in my black, trench vest. Try to creep and get beat, make me succeed, peep, gotta put them under. Get ready for the Bone and the Mo Thug, bustas, you know me as a hustla. Thinkin' about that hangin', clockin' my bank, and thuggin' trues, fools. Chain gang remainin' the same, flamin' my dank and drinkin' brew,
But I gotta get mine, so scream out, «Mo!"and let me hear ya holler, not about that mighty dollar, ro1l with the Bone, mo' thugs willįollow. Chill, better bring your weapon, when steppin', bring on that ammunition, trip and don’t slip, not to mention, never knew no competition. That the thugstas feel, just be thuggin', straight buzzin', lovin' your peoples You’re feelin' the strength of the rump, step up, hear the funk of the jump
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