The B, the O, the N, the E, the S
Zero flesh, SESH on my crest
The king of the dead
Makin a mess, I got ya pressed
I gotcha wrecked
Your mama wept, I heard your shit, I wasnt impressed
Come meet your maker, The Undertaker
I bury the game, make a stain
My mind is clickin, its time to bang
I leave your residence covered in brains
I took your life now your death is in vain
Go to sleep, blood on your sheets, now crank the heat
My neck on freeze, we sucka free
You talkin shit but duckin me
Why cant you see youll never defeat the one thats I
Its suicide steppin up to me so long bye-bye
I grip the knife, I twist it twice
I watch your blood all over my hands
I want to feel how warm it gets when it meets the air
No one compares, I got you scared
You heard a creak, you hit the lights but no ones there
Let the murder commence, I disappear into thin air
Always talking shit until I break into your fuckin door
Blood spilled kill a hoe if you tryna fuck with BONES
Always talking shit until I break into your fuckin door
Blood spilled kill a hoe if you tryna fuck with BONES