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ChatLog - BONES
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ChatLog BONES

ChatLog - BONES
[Verse 1]
I know what you said, BONES got the chat logs
Soft, but they act hard, I see through that act, oh, oh
In the 'Vette, oh, oh
Breakin' necks
I died on the cross, I live with regrets
See 'em chasing after checks
Me, I never break a sweat
Feet up at the finish
Breakin' Os to the neck
I light when it's dark, I like when it's dark
Night vision with precision, bag the pipe in the dark
Trees weep when I walk
Birds drop when I talk
Clouds part when I park my hearse up in the lot
Have peace where they not
I'm clean off the block
I leave, they bleed, I seize through the plot (What?)
Should've never tried me, seen me in that light, freeze
Put 'em on hold, have them on the other line, please
Rocks in the time-piece, two Glocks, Siamese
You are now tuned to the last of the dying breed (Yeah)

[Bridge]
Fuck, what?
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