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Bones

MondayNightRaw

 

MondayNightRaw

(album: 1MillionBlunts - 2012)


[Na$ty Matt:]
Gold rings like Sonic
240sx that's onyx, creeping on the Enkei's
The same color as chronic
All black like mabel, chairs, ladders, and tables
Hardcore young corleone, with a bad bitch like sable
Raccoon City, downtown, hipster bitch but her ass round
New Balance dragging on the ground
Like sargent slaughter I'm camoed down
All my dogs in black civics
Me and my dogs with plastic bitches
Cartier frames clear lenses, that means no limits
Keep my teeth glossy, lace me up with versace
Gold chains from the swap meet
Imma profit like the posse
That ghetto D all about that getting green
Baby bottles full of that fucking lean
Dreamcast on the fucking screen
It's 1999 got the Lexus riding clean
Gold BBS', nasty popped up on the scene
In the back with the machete, in the front with that Glock 19

Gold mouth, pistol player
Dead man, undertaker
Zombie pimp, 3 days later white lexus a gold pager
Night of the living bread, brain tissues fed
Give me head til' I'm left for dead
Gold mouth, pistol player
Dead man, undertaker
Zombie pimp, 3 days later white lexus a gold pager
Night of the living bread, brain tissues fed
Give me head til' I'm left for dead

[Bones:]
Masked up like Mysterio, I don't really think that they hear me though
Black and white like the acolytes, I take your girl to the afterlife
Turn buckin, throwin suckers, DX when them guns bustin
Flame throwing, I ain't slowing down for no one
My lifes a fucking power blast and I'm comin down
Hate me then, but you love me now
Goldberg that jackhammer, 100 herse that sledge hammer
Godfather that whole train, they down to fuck with the whole team
If you down to ride just hop aside, we can blow the spot like propane
I'm back, like that, flow going like a turbo vette
Sir Mix A Lot, I get a lot of butt
Young Billy Gunn, I get a lot of ass
I'm pulling up to your damn spot, you tapping out, I'm shamrock
TitanTron I rip it down, it's a big show that you can't stop
Nasty riding in shotgun, nasty loading that shotgun
Talking down about me or him, nasty bout to go pop guns
Global gang, golden wings, Team Sesh til' the end of days
Cracking skulls, I'm breaking bones
I'm doing numbers, you're on yellow page

[Na$ty Matt:]
Gold mouth, pistol player
Dead man, undertaker
Zombie pimp, 3 days later white lexus a gold pager
Night of the living bread, brain tissues fed
Give me head til' I'm left for dead
Gold mouth, pistol player
Dead man, undertaker
Zombie pimp, 3 days later white lexus a gold pager
Night of the living bread, brain tissues fed
Give me head til' I'm left for dead

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