InLovingMemory BONES
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[Intro]
What?
[Verse]
Walk up in your spot and watch me turn it to a grave
Put them drugs up in my face and watch me turn into a slave
Every day, every chance I get, I take, on the stage
In my grave, either way I'm gettin' paid
Humans like to speak on me and put a smile up on my face
Ear to ear, I'm who they fear, they know I bloody up the place
Grip that pistol with precision, Anna Nicole, yeah, all my bitches dead, dead, like I'm feelin'
"Ooh, ooh," weapon singin'
Bucket, kick it, fuck it I'll rip it, got no time to show no sympathy
Men in Black, the beam, еxcept I want him to remembеr me
Marching to a different beat, the deadest in the infantry
I'm spittin' like an infant, baby, AK on my hip, it hit
This whole scene be on my hit list, I don't stop until I hit
Them .46's on me, flip and now everybody my victim
Saw him hiding, then I ripped him, I'm trippin', I need to simmer down
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that pistol sound
[Outro]
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that pistol sound
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that-
What?
[Verse]
Walk up in your spot and watch me turn it to a grave
Put them drugs up in my face and watch me turn into a slave
Every day, every chance I get, I take, on the stage
In my grave, either way I'm gettin' paid
Humans like to speak on me and put a smile up on my face
Ear to ear, I'm who they fear, they know I bloody up the place
Grip that pistol with precision, Anna Nicole, yeah, all my bitches dead, dead, like I'm feelin'
"Ooh, ooh," weapon singin'
Bucket, kick it, fuck it I'll rip it, got no time to show no sympathy
Men in Black, the beam, еxcept I want him to remembеr me
Marching to a different beat, the deadest in the infantry
I'm spittin' like an infant, baby, AK on my hip, it hit
This whole scene be on my hit list, I don't stop until I hit
Them .46's on me, flip and now everybody my victim
Saw him hiding, then I ripped him, I'm trippin', I need to simmer down
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that pistol sound
[Outro]
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that pistol sound
Sittin' on these, know it's me when you hear that-
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