Bones

It’s the GraveyardGodIt’s the GraveyardGodComin’ down hard, creepin’ up the boulevardIt’s the GraveyardGodIt’s the GraveyardGodAll my friends dead, all my dreams on the floorIt’s the teenage skeleton, flask for the medicineSmoking in the cemetery, welcome to

Burn it down, burn it all down(down)Look around, take another look around(look around)Are you pleased with the bed that you made(that you made)Are you content with the lies that you said(that you said)Can you sleep baby, tell me can you sleep?Knowing what you did, just knowing what you didTryna run you know, try to hide, […

I need you, and I hope you need me tooI see you, and I hope you see me tooI want you, and I hope you want me tooI want you, and I hope you want me tooDead of the night, running from the lightEverything change when you find yourself aliveWake up in the middle of […]

No shirt, no shoesIt’s just me and my girl up in the roomNo lights, no tunesWindows closed, we just doin’ what we doMotion pictures on the screenBackwoods gettin’ blown to the breezeThey know it’s Bones when I’m steppin’ on the sceneBlade in my jeans, blunt guts in my teeCreepin’

Self-hate in my veins while she twistin’ up my braidsI’on’t got to say a thing cause she know where I remainI got memories for days, full of faces with no namesImage stained in my brain of me smokin’ in the rainOn the porch, f*ck a Porsche, we ain’

Everybody say the same sh*t, ridin’ with the same clipF*ckin’ with the same b*tch, so I keep my distanceThis is the difference to me and you, listenThe money come and go, but to me that never meant sh*tSmokin’ on the same blunts, b*tch you’re still the same punkPut my parents

Tell me where to goI just need to knowEven in a crowded room I still feel aloneSave me from this nightmareI can’t do it by myselfIf I have to die tonight, will you be right here?Hold my hand to show you love meIf I have to die tonight, will you be right here?Holding on until […]

Walkin’ through the catacombsB*tches try to tag along.Exe up on your manIf he act MicrosoftMacintosh, Having thoughts101 blunts and a glass of VossWant to chill, ask your bossHope that job is payin’ offCash, cash, cashAll I f*ckin’ see is cashGet cash, cash, cashDollar signs when I

Creepin’ up from behindMoney up on my mindButterfly on my sideMake it fly then you dieI’ve got lies in my eyesAll my times been reprisedCompromised with my liesNow I’m stuck inside my mindResurrect every-time I dieCrash and survived every-time I rideCash sight eyes with a blunt I flyOn

I’m a mothafukin gho$t, skin the color of cokeSame go for my flows, same go for my d*peGot your girl froze up, guess a kid too coldGot a mouth full of chrome, so i spark when i flowB*tch you already know, pullin up on fo’s30 blunts to the face, everything slow mo’