Bonesaw Ouija Macc (Ft. Death Plus)

[Intro: Ouija Macc]
Let go of the fuckin' microphone, you fuck
God-- god damn it!
Fuck that, gimme that shit
Ha, got it, bitch
(I'm outside that window. Look, I'm outside the window. Yeah. Yeah, I'm right here, bitch)
Give me that shit
Holup, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

[Chorus: Death Plus & Ouija Macc]
Crush ya fuckin' bones, aye
Crush ya fuckin' bones, yeah
Crush ya fuckin' bones, yeah
Snap ya fuckin' bones, yeah
Crush ya fuckin' bones, yeah
Snap ya fuckin' bones, yeah
Snap ya fuckin' bones, yeah
Snap ya fuckin' bones, yeah
Ah yeah, snap ya fuckin' bones yeah
Ah yeah, snap ya fuckin' bones yeah
Ah yeah, snap ya fuckin' bones yeah
Ah yeah, snap ya fuckin' bones yeah
Oh, oh

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc & Death Plus]
I know my eyes closed, I see a light though (Oh, oh)
Bitch in a white robe checkin' my vitals (Oh, oh)
Son of a psycho, hear my recitals (Yeah, yeah)
Empty the choppa, look like a light show (Oh, oh)
I just got the feeling I'ma mutilate a mothafucka (Yeah, yeah)
With the soup up out this noodle, get a ladle in this motherfucka (Oh, oh)
I'ma tell you something undebatable, you motherfucka
Psychopathic Records be the wickedest label and everybody and they momma tryna emulate a motherfucka