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I dont need to fabricate something to believe in
If you dont believe it you should probably leave it
Hundred one reasons why you think youre right
Youre just scared of a contact in life
We’ve been lost but we dont care
We’ve been low but we dont care
Does it really matter now?
Everything we talk and touch
Placing all my thoughts around, is this the product?
Breathe in, let go, sinking, so low
See where shine gold seasons cutthroat
I think that church has very little to do with spirituality. I think its something you have to find in yourself. Its about expressing your deepest fears and your emotions and putting it in something. Its not about living in fear and praying and hoping youre not going to go to hell. Thats not very spiritual to me.
Usually people hate what they are afraid of, its the classic story. I think that even goes back to Jesus. You know. They were afraid to understand him so they killed him. I dont disagree with a lot of the ideals he was trying to get across. I just dont like how people have used them to exploit others and make children feel guilty for having imagination and wanting to be individuals.
Growing up its the life of the suicide
Looking at the sky asking God if Im doing fine
Writing out my dream should I try its a homicide
Its another day looking down at my bloody eyes
Take away my heart for today
Take away my soul separate all these signs that consist in my head
Im the snake with my skin that I shed
Lay me down to the porch and Im dead
Its the life of the suicide looking at the sky asking God if Im doing fine
Am I doing fine?
Am I doing fine now?
I dont need to fabricate something to believe in
If you dont believe it you should probably leave it
Hundred one reasons why you think youre right
Youre just scared of a contact in life
We’ve been lost but we dont care
We’ve been low but we dont care |
Ive been trying my hardest
To look at things a little differently
But I cant drop my nonsense
I gotta live with it, rather it lives in me
I know that I just cant keep talking
Because words slowly dont mean a thing
When I have used them all so often
Trying to go back is like trying to stop the rain
Its always storming in this head of mine
Sick of the weather here want to leave me all behind
Sun has never been my cup of tea
But Ill get down on hands and knees
Sun bleach infinity
Watch me burn
Watch me burn
Watch me burn
Watch me burn
Watch me burn |
Pussy wanna talk till I show up in the dark
No I never gave a fuck whats good
Reason that they rot cause Im embedded from the top its the witch from the mother fucking woods
Creep while they sleep, no life for the weak
Enough dope for the month im good
Everything is corny that you touching ever touching
I dont want you then dont follow me
Cause that becomes a lie
Fall asleep in a box with the sword on the top
Put the grass on that, pat it down real tough
Im done its enough, Im done when I want
Lemme sleep for forever let me smoke till its done
First we set it up, then set it off
If it aint the team I turn it off |
I feel like uncle Jesse
I feel like uncle Jesse
I feel like uncle Jesse all these bitches tryna get me
I feel like uncle Jesse when Im smoking with my bitch
Im Flippin back my hair she got a man and she bout to ditch
Young Stamos so you know my house is full
Ten bedrooms all stuffed full of hoes
Gold on the door, platinum on my ring
Women say they like me they just like how I do my thing
They see just where I be, they see just where I stay
They tryna fuck with me so they can fuck me all damn day
I feel like uncle Jesse your girl tryna undress me
But imma keep my clothes on and smoke
I feel like uncle Jesse you look like Danny Tanner
My bitch look like Rebecca
Your bitch look like Kimmy Gibbler |
I can no longer breathe if you are not here so I dont
I dont, I dont
I can no longer see if you are not near so I dont
I dont, I dont
Everyday every way its all the same
Everyday every way you blow me away
Dont you know that you are everything to me my love?
You are everything, you are everything
You are everything I have ever dreamed
You are everything
You are everything I have ever dreamed
You are everything
You are everything to me
So please wont you please believe
You are the one that I dream about
Close my eyes and see you on a cloud
You are the one that I dream about
Close my eyes and see you on a cloud |
This land is your land
This land is my land
From California
To the New York islands
From the river forest
To the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
Wake up in the morning yawning
Grab a towel and I hit the shower
Im stretching, pausing, thinking
Why only 60 minutes in a hour?
Why only 24 in a day?
Why 365 a year?
Cuz I know I didnt choose that shit
That shit was chose before I was here
Think its your land all you want
Know the reason they blasting guns
If you want food then you need the funds
They dont run around banging for fucking fun
Fuck being white, Im nothin
You say you balling, you stuntin
See I aint throwing money
Bitch thats like throwing me
Only reasons we dying
You live your life inside the last
Go to school, go to work then die
Believe in a god, never wonder why
Never think about space, never think about time
My hearts beating too fast
Tryna catch my breath but I cant
Wake up as soon as I see the sun
Cuz wasting seconds, I can
Cuz deaths around every corner
While youre worried about that mortgage
Im smiling ear to ear
While you slipping bitch and you falling
I say motherfuck your dollars
I say motherfuck your college
I say motherfuck every year you waste
Thinking that youre gainin that knowledge
This land aint your land
This land aint my land
See brothers dying
See mothers crying
From the burning forest
To the poisoined waters
This land was made for you and me |
No more wasting time with you, Im sick of it all, sick of it all
No more wasting time confused, Im going South for the Winter
I just wanna let you know that I wont be here when you come home
I struggle to find the right words to tell you everything, everything thats on my mind
I wanna tell you how I feel, feel for you
I wanna tell you how I feel, feel for you
Do you really feel that way about me?
Do you really feel that way?
Do you really feel that way about me?
Do you really feel that way? |
What?
Bones
SESH
Smokin up all my dope
Steppin up on the scene
Women they know its Bones
Razor blade in my jeans
Got a Jaguar on Ds
Motherfuck your Jordan 3s
Im in a pair of shoes
That got no name
See all thrift shop til I bleed
Im TeamSesh till I leave
PlayStation I cheat
That weapon code up in my zone playin GTA 3
Im not a rapper Im nothing
Just a body up in my coffin
Blunt in the night, smoke in the light
Im the main reason you coughing
Ridin round, ridin round
Ridin round on your side of town
Ride it out, ride it out
Trunk knock in that bass loud |
Please, stop
All I want is to see your face in the morning
Go to bed with my arms wrapped around you
I know, life is short
I just wanted you here with me
I want tonight to be eternity |
Diamond chain, diamond frames, shining up my diamond rings
Diamond life, diamond flow, rolling up my diamond bones
On the throne, blowing Os, thinking fast, rapping slow
Hold the phone, let me go, let me snap into my zone
Let me fade, let me swing, 150 in the lane
Got the coke-white Caddy, gripping wood with the grain
Dice in the mirror, ash in the tray
Creeping, peeping in my mirror, waiting for the fuckin day
Waking up inside the grave, smoke pouring out my veins
Headstone start cracking and the Earth start to shake
Breaking the mold when Im breaking the flow
Snap back to reality, and now Im just a ghost |
I stop for a second and breathe
I shut my eyes and I see just what I wanna see
The worlds too cold for a man like me
And I didnt bring my sweater
Spend my time on the edge of the world
Just throwing rocks off the ledge
I never hear a sound
Still I throw like itll be loud
But silence leads me down
Eventually, youll see what I mean
Eventually, youll see what I see
And I just hope Im around for that
And I just hope Im around for that
Whats the point of living if youre not here with me? |
Bitch we all stars in the dope show
Teenage demon, black clothes, and some gold ropes
You say you go, but you dont flow
They think they know, but they dont know
Flowing too heavy
Bout to overflow
I dont do drugs
I just over dose
Graveyard god
Marble head stone
young white pimp gone too soon
I swear Im too smooth
All my life
Gold cuff link
With the alligator shoes
One, two, bones coming for you
Fresh off of three four blunts Im up on your stoop
Knock knock open up, but they wont let me in
So I huff and I puff blow that motherfucker in
Posted outside of the inn makin ends fuckin meet
Ill cut your ass up put an end to your
Leave you down on your knees face down in the street
Snap back to reality
Im gone with the breeze
All my life Ive been better than all these rappers
Matter of fact I aint rapping
Just a corpse inside a casket
All my life Ive been way better than these rappers
Matter of fact I aint a rapper just a corpse inside a casket
Dont wake me up
Bitch dont wake me up
Bones in the casket
Dont wake me up
Dont wake me
Bitch dont wake me up
Bones in the casket
Dont wake him up |
Lean to the right, then I lean to the left
Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Lean back, let it snap, do your thang on that bitch, boy
Its 2007, let it bang on a bitch
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Stepping on the scene in some cold white Bapes
Rubberband wrist with the princess cut chain
I be pulling out the lot, four wheeler switching lanes
Cliché everything, bling bling, golden ring
Bathtub full of cash, 5% up on the glass
the lights, take your life when I pass
Hundred one dimebags, smoking so the time pass
Jolly Rancher candy paint, dripping like the pipes bad
People call me ice man, chain like a lighthouse
T-Mobile sidekicking, Bones so iced out
13 beepers, I got 36 phones
62 whips and they all on chrome
Couple butter seats, bitch, my leather so soft
Somewhere in your city with the top blown off
Money out the roof, bitch, we all dying soon
Step right, step left as I dance to my tune, aye
Lean to the right, then I lean to the left
Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Bet you cant do it like me, I been dead
Starting to see space ships on Bankhead
Sidekick filled up with blockheads
Rubberband Man, keep the block fed
Lean back then pop and roll
Pop 3 pills then we pop some more
Pop the fo and drink it slow
You pass away and thats how it goes
Money, rolls, cars and clothes, thats how all my partners roll
Black hearse on 24s, thats how all the dead boys roll
Multi-colored Bathing Ape, looking like a star
Paint dripping, pussy dripping when I step out of the car
When I pull up to the scene, I can tell they dont like me now
Evisu jeans, make a bobblehead wipe me down
Put your number in my phone, then leave me lone
VVS stones, leave the herringbone at home
Freak in the black, Bones breaking down a sack
Lean back then snap, let your bones crack and fall back
Pop a pill, that make you wanna kill
Lean back, do your dance, and then youre dead for real
Lean to the right, then I lean to the left
Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Lean to the right, then I lean to the left
Hundred blunts to the neck, now I feel like death
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy
Crank that dead boy |
What? What? What?
Sesh, Bones, Dxrty, Rxdd
Whats up, homie?
Hey, let go twist this niggas cap back, man
Yo lets do it!
These pussy ass niggas always playin Dxrty Rxdd
Like that nigga is a rookie, fuck you mean?
I made the all-star team
Call me Larry Bird, shootin niggas bout they green
Boston Celtic-lookin nigga blowin hella fuckin trees
Got them niggas girlfriends all on the fuckin knees
When I hop out the fuckin goddamn black Jeep
Im a Raider on the creep, never sleep
I peep the shit around me
Before them niggas doubt me and now them bitches like me
That shit aint right, I dont like, I will fight
If you take my family name, lose your life
And thats the game til I stop
Steppin on the scene and know Im grippin on that fuckin Mac
Shootin at your fuckin butt, Im creepin up through the fuckin back
Posted on the fuckin tack, Ill pack the straps up in my Mac
Cock it back and let it fly, victim of a homicide
Slidin in the fuckin ride, take you to the other side
Stuff your body in the trunk, hit the fuckin countryside
Drop your body in a ditch, then Im finna hit the switch
Keep that .45 for any motherfuckers tryin to snitch
Ridin with the fuckin clip, murder on my fuckin mind
Bullet packed into my gat in case they try to blow my high
Hop out, let it fly right into the fuckin sky
Step up on your fuckin block
My Glock, they know the fuckin hot |
I want nobody, Im feeding on you
know what we do
Im not smoking , without you
Youre on my mind and, baby, I gotta go
Hope you know its night when I look at the window
Sippin, drinking juice and smoking indo
Smoke dope, thats forever
Smoke dope, thats forever
Looking at the stars
Wondering where you are
You are, you are, you are
You are my heart
Your hair, falls down
Almost so gracefully
Never forget you
Bless my photographic memory
Bless my photographic memory
Bless my photographic memory
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know |
Hard drive loaded up, blunts double encoded, what
Zip up all your dreams, compress and right click, watch me open up
Im the undetected, unprotected glitch up in the system
Fry your shit, you buy your shit, I probably got mine sent to me
Quick to call up infantry, see, I come from a different tree
Matter fact, whole different land, I press you to the nth degree
Best stop, looking for me, got to bump that f-stop
Hailing from a land where shadows come with barrels that steady pop
Ride motherfucker vroom vroom slide motherfucker zoom zoom
Ride motherfucker vroom vroom slide motherfucker zoom zoom
Ride motherfucker vroom vroom slide motherfucker zoom zoom
Ride motherfucker vroom vroom slide motherfucker zoom zoom |
Too many places
Too many faces
Too many names to forget, just face it
Sometimes we all just need some time on our own to think
And I think my time is now
Cuz I can feel it in my bones
Today I started to grow
Apart from friends that I dont know
Somebody get me out of here
And take me to a place where noone knows my name
I need to be alone for now
I need to be alone for now
Is it this air that turns me cold?
This time of year I feel alone
The wind blows and dries my skin
These people keep to themselves
All living in their own hell
I need to get out of the place Im in
Take me to a place where I dont know anybody
Leave me alone for now
Ive grown sick of every face that Ive known
This keeps me up at night
See outside but you cant see in
My words dont penetrate the skin
Nothing will ever seem to get through
Walk past your problems and your fears
The ones you love are left in tears
Nothing will ever seem to phase you
Take me to a place where I dont know anybody
Leave me alone for now
Ive grown sick of every face that Ive known
This keeps me up at night
I cant let go, Ill break, Ill fold
Its got to be this air thats killing me
I know alone is all Ive known
And its old and Im cold, yeah, but it doesnt phase me
Take me to a place where I dont know anybody
Leave me alone for now
Ive grown sick of every face that Ive known
This keeps me up at night |
Trench coat hanging, pipe bomb banging
Teenage suicide, strapped with the razor
Blood full of anger, sight full of strangers
Coming with that danger, you droppin like an anchor
No fuckin trust, no fingers on my gloves
Back when I went to school, none of you bitches showed me love
Now the propane blowing, you trynna run
Trynna save face acting like you knew I was the one
Save it, Save it
I dont wanna know, I dont wanna know
Save it, Save it
I just wanna go, I just wanna go
Save it, Save it
I dont wanna know, I dont wanna know
Save it, Save it
I just wanna go, I just wanna go |
We pull up, hundred blunts lit
Thinking bout the next O
Count the money, then its on to the next show
Sun up, sun down, gotta get it now
But I went and got it, so I gotta go and spend it now
We pull up, hundred blunts lit
Thinking bout the next O
Count the money, then its on to the next show
Sun up, sun down, gotta get it now
But I went and got it, so I gotta go and spend it now
Bitch I used to make them flips, I shoulda been in the Olympics
School of hardknocks nigga, I was freaking suspended
Im eating veggies, smoking weed, everything is nutritious
Rappers hating on me, say hello to the villain
Posted up in Bel Air, yeah I call it big willin
Ego hella big now, I swear that shit reach the ceiling
My team gettin paid now, its a wonderful feeling
Every time we hit the club, gotta fuck up the building
Club owner always tripping, wont let us in the building
And you know my trees stink, like a pot of the chitlins
Pull up in that muscle with my niggas, we piffin
Im with my bad white bitch, call her Jessica Simpson
We pull up, hundred blunts lit
Thinking bout the next O
Count the money, then its on to the next show
Sun up, sun down, gotta get it now
But I went and got it, so I gotta go and spend it now
We pull up, hundred blunts lit
Thinking bout the next O
Count the money, then its on to the next show
Sun up, sun down, gotta get it now
But I went and got it, so I gotta go and spend it now
I dont get paid every week, bitch I get paid every minute
Since I dropped outta school my money been in attendance
Dont you ever reach your hands out to me
Bitch we did this on our own, let us eat
No Sesh when the moon hit the street
Bitch Im cashed, but Im still rolling like a freak
We just slidin down the motherfucking highway
No I never had a job, but Im feeling like its Friday
Pool in the backyard, cars in the driveway
I guess thats just what happens when I start to do it my way
Since they see Im blowin everybody being nice now
Bitch, back back, I aint got no room in my life now
We pull up, hundred blunts lit
Thinking bout the next O
Count the money, then its on to the next show
Sun up, sun down, gotta get it now
But I went and got it, so I gotta go and spend it now
We pull up, hundred blunts lit
Thinking bout the next O
Count the money, then its on to the next show
Sun up, sun down, gotta get it now
But I went and got it, so I gotta go and spend it now |
You put your hand in mine and you said Hold on, dont go anywhere at all
I was just about to say that
Something about sometime we had way back
Way back, way back, way back
Way back, way back, way back
Way back, way back, way back |
MANA
All I really know is swanging, fucking, & rapping and getting myself trapped in my thoughts
Even if I dont make it out of there, I know I died a boss
Pimpin might not be the way or even matter in the end
If my mind is suspended in false reality, lets pretend
I dont want it to be the case, otherwise, I would not worry about mistakes or be racing to get the cake
But Im doing it just incase
Fuck you gotta say, bitch it dont matter anyway
Before I leave forever make a MANA text-to-speech
Type out Mana loves you forever then just press to speak
But until I rest in peace know that ima hold it down
Like insane asylum nurse until I ride inside a hearse
Shorty we had somethin good, its over now I know it hurts
You thought there was a connection but you laggin yeah that shits tha worst
You might think you cursed really Im the one afflicted tho
I cant distinguish between reality and my visions
So I pick & roll until I get the dough even if gotta kick the door
Man somebody get this ho she wanna be more than a bottom bitch
She wanna touch the monolith
She wanna be a part of me
Not gonna lie considered it, but you aint shit but a silly bitch
Aint nobody on my tempo, my mental is ten fold
Im puttin that on my kinfolk, Im pullin up in that Enzo
Black on black, where the money at?
Real tree camo wrapped smokin back to back, oh
Ready to find a way ready to die today, oh
Ready to find a way ready to die today, oh
Yeah, what, what, what
MANA, BONES, SESH
Yeah, wait, wait
Mana loves you forever |
Jet pack on my back
Laser beam on my waist
All chrome everything like its 3088
Fresh fruit up on my plate
Vintage shades on my eyes
Motherfuck your whole life
Motherfuck your 9 to 5
Flying cars in the skies
Robots in the kitchen
Space cubes in my drink
Hologram chain glistens
French doors on my rooms
Penthouse on the moon
Blowing smoke in my zone
Stardust on my shoes
Asteroids in my ring, meteorites up in my chain
Ima fucking universe when my shit go bling
White tee
Looking like a franchise boy
But its SESH till I rest
Bringin that fuckin white noise
On the big dipper sippin mixing honey with my team
Wake up in a nebula fall asleep in a galaxy
Whos ever after me promise they wont compare to me
Money, drugs, diamonds; all that shit just aint a thing to me
Lasers, beams, hologram rings
3088 when Im stepping on the scene
Lasers, beams, hologram rings
Its 3088 Bones stepping up on the scene
Like
SESH |
Comin through with that flow
Hoes know that thats Bones
Im gone off in my zone
Im zonin off on my dope
See Jay rollin up more
See El roll to that store
See me Im up in that backseat and my feet out the window
They go ham when I go
They go wherever I show
They gon do what I want
Get me high when I feel low
See Bones creep when its night
They leanin off of that sprite
Im sippin water Im spittin water Im triple H with that knife hold on
Kickin raps and you spittin facts thats written trash knock em off the map
Off the shelf put em in a box last nail in the coffin
Drop, parking lot, dark or not, find me where the darkness stop
Steppin up on the block with that switchblade in my fuckin sock
I know that shit will never change no
Automatic guns hangin out the window |
Everything is fine
Everything is fine
Everything is fine
You got your good things, and ive got mine |
SESH
Jump in like fuck is a drop
I be everything you not
Your biggest fear is the one in the mirror
Doesnt steer you the way you would want
Hands on the wheel let the time just pass
Till no more sand in the hourglass
Slipped through the middle to fall and confirm
That you still got nothing now what did we learned
Waiting for something thats never to show
Kept the light on till you burnt out the bulb
Wait up or get up and do what you set up
Or complain forever about steps that werent taken
I pity you
But I got no time, I get rid of you
Hang em out to dry, no interview
No talking, just you and BONES alone in the darkness
Pity you
But I got no time, I get rid of you
Hang em out to dry, no interview
No talking, just you and BONES alone in the darkness
What
SESH
I can never picture going on if you aint with me
Empty I would be, I owe the apology
I can never picture going on if you aint with me
Empty I would be, I owe the apology |
Got a body in the trunk, aint no turnin back
My mama taught be better, Still I dont know how to act
Its 1997 so Im ridin with the strap
Been out for 5 years, but Im sure that Ill be back
Back in the pen, just a life of hard crime
Theres one too many dollars on my motherfuckin mind
One too many rocks, now Im doin hard time
Caught me servin on the block, say its only part time
But you know the story, or at least how it goes
You never want whatchu got till its all gone
A hundred down the road, all the windows down
I know a vacant lot that we can put him in the ground
Im thinkin about my future, now Im thinkin about my child
I wonder if I live to know the color of her eyes
Looking at the skies, dont even believe in god
Body in the trunk so theres no turnin around
Got a body in the trunk, aint no turnin back
My mama taught be better, Still I dont know how to act |
People look at you today 20 years later and they still have no idea what youre about
Tell me in a sentence who you are
Nobody
Im nobody
Im a tramp, a bum mobile
Im a boxcar and a jug of wine
I got long hair like the Hanson brothers
But when I flip the switch, Charles Manson coming
That Marilyn Manson bumping
The swisher sweet and Im gutting
That TeamSESH get to thumping
The whole block get to jumping
Now my gums are numb
Too crack for yall
BONES lurking in the night
Back, backing drugs
Never backing slugs
Only packing blades
Im never lacking brains
Lay you on you back, and you pray
I dont represent no state
I dont represent no city
I dont represent no area code
Fuck where you living
These girls say that Im different
So these boys wanna fight
Better lock up your wife
Keep your daughter in your sight
Its the tribe with the high
Its the gang with the flames
Its the punks with the blunts
Its the motherfucking team
Glass in the street
Rats in the hall
Need at least 7 digits
If you tryna get a call
Bitch like Lara Croft
Tomb Raider Glocks
Pull up to the spot
Catching waves in the yacht
Bowling on top
Tennis on the bottom
Butlers bringing champagne
Me, Im doing nada
You can keep the Louis
You can keep the Prada
Rather ride hand me downs
Whipping in Impalas
Dreaming bout Paris
Thinking bout my father
Better charge the camera
If you tryna catch the come up
Cash, money, change
Same one as Turk
Back in 98
Young thuggin in the dirt
Im putting in the hurt
She lifting up her skirt
She shining up my change
Then she taking off my shirt
Its the tribe with the high
Its the gang with the flames
Its the punks with the blunts
Its the motherfucking team
Glass in the street
Rats in the hall
Need at least 7 digits
If you tryna get a call, bitch |
Clean, clean, clean..
Im cool, Im rad
Im good, Im bad
Im cute, Im hot
Im dope, you not
I flow, you dont
I roll, I smoke
Im crack, Im coke
Im high, Im low
Im glad you mad
Im smilin, you sad
You lyin, you cryin
You tryin but cant
Im sippin, Im drinkin
You home, you thinkin
You see me, you wishin
On my chains cause they glisten
Like stars at night
You loose, Im tight
Im rappin, you cant
Im water, Im fire
Im ground, Im earth
Im death, Im birth
Im clouds, Im birds
Im hard, youre Nerf
You suck, I dont
I fuck, I
Im love, Im hate
Im everything that you aint
You hear me, you copy
Im clean, you sloppy
You pullin up in jalopies
Bitch Im swervin off in that Rari
Like its 1996 again
Cold like its Michigan
Yellow Testarossa what you find Bones whippin man
Do this shit for my team
You can sip that lean
Imma sip my water
Imma spit so clean
Yeah, clean, clean, clean
What? yeah, yeah
Basically Im clean, Im clean
Im clean, Im clean
You suck
Really though, youre just a fan
Like, stop wastin time in your life
Like youre gonna die and regret wastinall your time tryna be somebody else
Fuck you
Sesh |
I dont need no money, I dont need no cars
I dont need no bitches, like Im a fucking star
But why you acting hard, you know you fucking not
Ive been around your block, been up in your girls spot
Bitch, she telling me all the shit that shell never tell you
She been telling me all the ways that Im better than you
Stop playing, Im the man and you know that its true
In her dreams she getting fucked but you know that it aint you
Vintage clothes, give up the flow
She likes to go fast, Im fucking her slow
People always ask how I got so sick
I tell em ditch school, do drugs and never trust a bitch
Underage and Im underpaid
The best rapper, thats an understate
Meant to make, I wasnt meant to make
I fucking pop pimp, while you fucking fake
Your girlfriend, she like me
You best believe, I dont like her back
She wanna fuck, Im just trying to lax
While she trying to ride my Cadillac
The lights down, the team up
All we do is sesh, all we roll is blunts
The lights down, the team up
All we do is sesh, all we roll is blunts |
Ayy
My neck light up like some Tripp pants
So cameras, they aimin like hitmans
Dont give a fuck where your clique stand
As long as its somewhere that we aint
Never was such thing as free play
So I know I spend my time
I told him I get it like anyway
Get on the stage and just
Bitch, this the shit that I been preaching from the start
Now the whole planet acting like they saw it from afar
If you wasnt with us then, dont you get to acting out
Saw you then, no words, strugglin then, laughin now
Dont take no effort, we do it, no pressure
Everything forever, we set up the standards
put out the cones
Watch where you go, eyes on the road
Dont take no effort, we do it, no pressure
Everything forever, we set up the standards
put out the cones
Watch where you go, eyes on the road
SESH |
Baby blue velour suits whenever I slide through
Its 2002 riding in the Lex coupe
Young jagged ash coming down parachutes
Where the party at?
Do-rag, orange suits
30-inch rims when I pull up expeditious
Bought a gold steering wheel
Its just what I was missing
Ultraviolet lights makes the whole night glisten
When you spittin those writtens
It sounds like nothin that Im in to
And she say the fuckin same
She say my fucking name
We aint lovin we aint fuckin
We just starting up a flame
Cigars full of drugs crystal champagne
Aces on my feet AI when I play
Silk by my bones
Hoes leave me lone
Call the fuckin phone and they get the dial tone
Im gettin my shine on
Im turning your shit off
Im turning your life down
Im turning my shit up
When Im riding down the street, GTA 3
White skin, black pump
Pop pop, let em bleed
Big pinky ring and it sing bling bling
My wrist chime in while my chain shine in
Look
This uh, d0-rag underneath the headband type shit
That Foo Boo velour
Yeah, all white forces ride around
Got the 112 CD in
Peaches and cream
Ride, sesh
Hmm, thats nice
That is nice |
Im smokin by myself, Im in the alleyway and Im bent
See, Im high off of two blunts
And Im sippin on that Cris
See, I used to be Th@ Kid, now Im just that pimp
I got tataracs on my back and a switchblade stay stuck to my hip
Im smokin by myself, Im in the alleyway and Im bent
See, Im high off of two blunts
And Im sippin on that Cris
See, I used to be Th@ Kid, now Im just that pimp
I got tataracs on my back and a switchblade stay stuck to my hip
Dont make me flip it, boy you trippin
If you think that I wont flick it
When it comes down to it Im a nice guy but in the nighttime, Im wicked
See, when the night falls Im creepin
I do it like every weekend
We get high til we almost die and do it again next evening
Im just a skeleton in clothing
Im just a crypt keeper thats flowing
Got no face, got no name, got no style, Im nothing
That monster live in yo closet
That drug money in yo pocket
That devil up on yo shoulder saying run up in the spot and pop it
Im smokin by myself, Im in the alleyway and Im bent
See, Im high off of two blunts
And Im sippin on that Cris
See, I used to be Th@ Kid, now Im just that pimp
I got tataracs on my back and a switchblade stay stuck to my hip
Im smokin by myself, Im in the alleyway and Im bent
See, Im high off of two blunts
And Im sippin on that Cris
See, I used to be Th@ Kid, now Im just that pimp
I got tataracs on my back and a switchblade stay stuck to my hip
Yeah
Hundred blunts to the face
Hundred blunts to the neck
Hundred blunts on my mind
Im with the Team, that Sesh
Yeah
Hundred blunts to the face
Hundred blunts to the neck
Hundred blunts on my mind
Im with the Team, that Sesh |
These niggas out here wishing
They was in my position
My homies put me on game, and best believe I listen
I used to stay in detention
Frequent school suspensions
Now Im doing these shows with my bros dodging these bitches
living out my wishes
burning trees no Christmas
You speak nobody listens
I speak I get all attention
The games a bitch but Im pimpin
she gon give it up I aint sippin
Three gold rings they glisten
I feel like Scottie Pippen
always gone my girl be missing me
But Im out here making history
Hater niggas stay dissing me
But them niggas aint shit to me
Im working, straight murkin
and that shit is for certain
Its curtains
The money come and go
gotta stay the same
Ive seen your face before, but I dont know your name
I just wanna know what you do in your spare time
You dont have to tell me everything right now
I just wanna know what you do in your spare time
we can take it slow
She told me all she do is ever think about me
I said listen here my dear you cant forget about me
Im not the type to do the razzle dazzle
Id rather clean my blade for my next battle
Wulf
I got black cold tears on my heart medallion
When I walk through these fools feel weak around me
You see mountain boy king water flowin round me
Chest chain armour with the truth around it
You see blades in my teeth and hollowsquad surrounds
I dont fuck with rap niggas stay the fuck from round me
Bitch I only stand for Hollow Squad God County bitch |
Trying to stop that
Its much easier said than done
But I like the
Feelings you evoke inside of me
The day I met you
Forever |
Dope in my sock, run another block
Drugs in my veins, keep going, cant stop
Chains banging off my chest
Bright white skin, young Eliot Ness
See Im in my own space with my
Its time to face the tests, its time to face the tests
See I take a jet on the way to Mars
Just to prove that you aint high as us, Im cashed
Yeah, Im cashed
Cash signs on my eyes, I guess I smoked too much
Cash signs on my eyes but fuck it roll another blunt
Im cashed, yeah
Bitch Im cashed
Lifes too fast so let me slow it down
The only motherfucker to ever get out of Howell
The only fucking reason that you think about leaving town
But just look at you now, just look at you now
Diamonds turn to dirt, back where they came
Safe to say that Ill do the same when its my fucking day
Until then Imma roll this haze, kick these raps and do my thang
Every days a movie scene when you fucking live like me
Got that frostbite, got that heat, bathe in a bathtub full of lean
Diamonds overflow my chain
Young Charmander with that flame
Snare go bap and the bass go bang, spark it with my fucking team
Little of rap just a little of me
T-H-@ K-I-D |
WE PUSH AWAY LIKE THE OCEANS TIDES
THEN RECONNECT LIKE LONG LOST FRIENDS
THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE YOU WERE BY MY SIDE
HARD TO GET THROUGH THE DAY WHEN YOURE ON MY MIND
DO YOU RESENT ME FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON
OR IS IT I WHO HOLDS THE GRUDGE
ITS LIKE IT ENDED BEFORE IT EVEN BEGUN
EXCUSE ME DO YOU HAVE THE TIME
I EMBODY THE DEFINITION OF OVERTHINKING
FALLING AWAY FROM YOU, AWAY FROM YOU
CRAWLING RIGHT BACK TO YOU, BACK TO YOU
FALLING AWAY FROM YOU, AWAY FROM YOU
CRAWLING RIGHT BACK TO YOU, BACK TO YOU
LOOK INTO MY EYES AND YOU WILL FEEL THE RAIN
SECOND HAND PAIN FOR THOSE AROUND ME |
Somethin bout that gold chain
Somethin bout that white skin
Somethin bout that pimp named Bones
Got em feelin a little frightened
Somethin bout that gold chain
Somethin bout that white skin
Somethin bout that pimp named Bones
Got em feelin a little frightened
Somethin bout that gold chain
Somethin bout that white skin
Somethin bout that pimp named Bones
Got em feelin a little frightened
Young motherfucker with the old ass flow
Lemme take yall back to the nine nine four
On the lime line phone
Yall love on hoes, finna pick up a Swisher
In a whole brand new zone
Got a brand new flow, and my old hand me downs on
On my throne, with my motherfuckin crown on
Val Venis, nothin but my towel on
Hair slick back, Uncle Jesse with my prowl on
Bass get to pound on, ridin with my team
I could die tonight, so before I leave
Just know that Im here for one reason only
Let my voice bang loud, while you Swisher rolling
Im out, but let me roll that shit
Takin way too long, lemme hold that shit
Got veins full of dope, skin same color as coke
But my mind pitch black, like nobody home
Home of the great young pimp named Bones
Bow to the legend, for he might be gone
Everybody act like they know whats cool
All I gotta do is hit the jukebox, and boom
Lookin like Fonzie, feelin like Shawn
Im in the summer with my shirt off stuntin
I got the whole block jumpin, its like a criss-cross concert
Say, fuck your concert, fuck your sponsor
Somethin bout that gold chain
Somethin bout that white skin
Somethin bout that pimp named Bones
Got em feelin a little frightened
Somethin bout that gold chain
Somethin bout that white skin
Somethin bout that pimp named Bones
Got em feelin a little frightened
Somethin bout that gold chain
Somethin bout that white skin
Somethin bout that pimp named Bones
Got em feelin a little frightened
Blunts, I roll em
Sippin tanqueray, no soda
See Im too young to be sober
Thats Team SESH till its over |
Stuck in the middle, Im often a little bit overwhelmed
Hard to look back when youre stuck in the dark
Light is nowhere to be found, no
Light is nowhere to be found
Light is nowhere to be found
Fucking with me, Ill turn into a ghost
I dont want nothing to do anymore
Its now my time, baby, I got the moves
I dont got nothing to do anymore
Poppin veins, choppin blades
Poppin veins, choppin blades
What? |
Switchblade on my waist dont press me
Switchblade on my waist dont press me
Switchblade kids play, digital dash display
Grippin on that woodgrain, cubes in my kool aid
Chains on my neck, hangin like Jesus Christ two fools gold hair and bone pieces
Jeans with the crease spark a blunt full of demons
Candy paint drippin leavin trails in the streets
Switchblade on my waist dont press me
Switchblade on my waist dont press me
Switchblade on my waist dont press me
Switchblade on my waist dont press me
Switchblade on my waist dont press me |
Money in my sock, I got money in my sock
I got money in my sock, I got money in my sock
Money in my sock when you see me in the street
No I dont got much, but I got my blade so dont test me
Im just tryna live, dont you try to fucking stop me, Ill never hurt a soul but I will if you try me
Im Riding, Riding, Im Riding
Poison in my veins, everybody know my name
So everybody know my face, cuz they see me on the screen
They hear me then they scream, Bones on the creep
2am, in the middle of the night
I be smoking in the middle of the street
I got money in my sock, love in my heart
Drugs in my blunt, got a match and im about to spark
Money in my sock, I got money in my sock
I got money in my sock, I got money in my sock
Money in my sock, money in my sock
Money in my sock, I got money in my sock |
Like, a lot of people polished up that shit and sold it
Um, and that was very discouraging I thought
Because I felt like its a gift, and if I give it to somebody
They should give it to somebody else, they should keep it out on the market place, but once you sell it, it kind of goes
I think that had a really profound destructive kind of effect on the American music underground, but, it also, it cleared the decks |
- Hows it going everybody?
Drew here, and this is my buddy Rick
- Hello, Im Rick
- We own the shop here at DamagedGoods
- From Television sets, VCR players, all the way down to hit clips
- It doesnt matter what the hell you bring in here man, were gonna fix that thing up and were gonna get it back to you asap, so come on down to the shop and well take care of you
- And starting today, July 3rd 1987, we felt wed offer you a little.. bonus, so were gonna have a blow-out sale for the next 10 days, thats 25% off if you come in and mention the secret word, and the secret word is GRINCH
- Here we have some words from one of our customers that has been with us for over 10 years now :
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- Can you believe that ?
- So what are you waiting for? Come on down to DamagedGoods repair shop located off of i-75, kitty corner from Pankis taco shop and right next door to our sister company Don Lowell Motors
See ya when I see ya |
Yo, this that top back, reclining
Riding round just shining, shit
White skin, black diamonds
When Im sliding round, my chain blind a bitch
White seats with the black trim
White tee with the black Timbs
That white kid with the black kids
That bass striking like lightning
My flow is something like roll
People sell me they soul
Im hitting curbs while I hit the swerve
While yo girlfriend hitting my phone
Got a big screen in the dash, got a 12 gauge in the trunk
When I pop that bitch, you can watch a flick or you can get hit with that pump, yeah
Coming down throwed in the Lone Star State
With Th@ Kid pouring up and the Swisher looking green
Coming down throwed in the Lone Star State
With Th@ Kid pouring up and I do it for my state, aye
Syrup got me thirsty and its like 3:30
In the morning banging Screw, banging Screw up, know Im saying?
OG sipper, candy dripper, need a codeine sticker
Texas made me, when Im thirsty I be sipping liquor
Posted up with my boy Elmo Kennedy
SESH is going, Th@ Kid, that kid on that Hennessy
1MillionBlunts, got a bitch up to the ceiling
1MillionBlunts cause Im one in a million, player
You see me sipping, see me pimping, see me fucking flowing
You see me flipping, see me dipping, see me fucking going
You see me sipping, see me pimping, see me fucking flowing
You see me flipping, see me dipping, see me fucking going |
Smart-house mansion
Japanese lanterns
Bath house, bathing
When Im feeling anxious
Gotta be patient, jumping guns dangerous
Boom goes the bass, and its shaking the paintings
Life is a vacation, fine wine tasting
Never see me change, only re-arranging
Nothings what Im claiming
Somethings what Im gaining
Woke from a dream, to a sight so amazing
Studio basement, writing in the attic
Dave in the kitchen, cooking up something lavish
Money in the mattress, gold in the safe
No I never go to banks, cause I dont feel safe
No brand names, young hand me down veins
Wear my fathers old watch
With my grandfathers ring
Feel like a king, but Im looking like a prince
Cause Im young and Im gorgeous
The life of a pimp
Rose water tea, fresh honey from the house
Strawberries from the garden
Never shop, never buy
I aint buying what you selling
You just lying, you a felon
And Im a nice you fellow when the volume on eleven
Jaguar in the the driveway, the 98 model
Yellow Testarossa when I need the full throttle
Motherfuck a bottle, water in my chalice
Wonderland blunts, with a girl like Alice
Yeah, my feet up in my palace
Everything golden, everything lavish
Living life so lavish |
Eğer gidersen, lütfen geri gel
Bilmiyorum, bu beni nasıl etkiler
Benimle burada olmadığın zaman
Deliriyorum, kendimi kaybediyorum, uyuyamıyorum
Benimle burada olmadığın zaman
Umarım görüyorsun, çarşaflarımın içinde sana ihtiyacım var
Eğer gidersen, lütfen geri gel
Bilmiyorum, bu beni nasıl etkiler
Benimle burada olmadığın zaman
Deliriyorum, kendimi kaybediyorum, uyuyamıyorum
Benimle burada olmadığın zaman
Umarım görüyorsun, çarşaflarımın içinde sana ihtiyacım var |
Every night before I fall asleep
I roll over and see you next to me
Every night before I fall asleep
I roll over and see you next to me
Next to me, right beside me
Sitting next to you, right beside you
Sitting next to me, right beside me
Sitting next to you, right beside you
Every night before I fall asleep
I roll over and see you next to me
Every night before I fall asleep
I roll over and see you next to me
Dance the night away, dance the night away
Dance the night away, dance the night away
Look into my eyes
Everything is fine
Look into my eyes
Everything is fine |
My vision is augmented
Bones
Cat Soup |
Riding in the limousine watching rocket power
Time moving slow, a million blunts a hundred hours
All the windows down rolling wraps full of flowers
I light the match, I light the end
Smoke it like my Prowler
Murals on the wall
Stained glass ceilings
Marble floor walking
Making money for my children
Statues made of me, in the living room
Water fountains full of syrup
Spitting neck full of jewels
4x
Im getting high
Im laying low
Im rolling up my blunts
Im getting high
Im laying low
Im Kreepin in the Kut |
Creepin up out the grave
Ancient silk up on my fucking bones
Pullin up with that wave
Bitch its teamsesh till i fucking go
Steppin up on the stage
Speakers blowin from the microphone
Sparking a blunt to get in my zone
Close my eyes
Feel alone
Replenishing, recovering
Drugs got me hovering
Say ya girl getting bothersome
So I call her over just to bother me
Your girl say that you tiresome
Wont fucking drink
Or get high or nothing
I go home, she come over
Says she lost so I think
That ima find her something
Im in the coupe Deville
Smoking by my fuckin self
My top is down my feet are up
Im banging fucking sesh
Lean with it rock with it white tee
Sharp and the Glock stay cocked
On the block one shot in them
See I dont pull triggers
See I dont twist fingers
I stuff cigars full of drugs
And Im drinking liquor
So I lean with it rock with it
Lean with it rock with it |
Its the lonely girl
In the lonely world
Got every man asking you Please now be my girl
Hella loaded cherry sucker for some of the finest things
Blinded by the light of the prices on all of the diamond rings;
But, see
No matter what the price
You gone be alone at the end of the night
You gone be alone at the end of the night
You feelin right
And you dont listen to advice on how to live your life right
So accustomed to the
That you screaming fuck everybody cause this is your night
Pretty hazel eyes, I know shes been staring at me
I could take her home but tommorow shell forget about me
Wake up , she gone
A note on the table saying she had fun
Its the lonely girl
In the lonely world
Got every man asking you Please now be my girl
Hella loaded cherry sucker for some of the finest things
Blinded by the light of the prices on all of the diamond rings;
But, see
No matter what the price
You gone be alone at the end of the night |
Okay, now
I dont know whether if you are able to do this in class
But this is kind of fun to do
What you do is get a piece of cardboard
Let me turn the lights back on again
Because I want you to understand I gonna turn out one of the light bulbs you tell me which one
Remember the times when we used to ride around the globe woah woah
Remember the times that we stopped it from hitting the ground woah woah
Till I turned 16 and said Im getting locked up
Oh okay well what are we gonna do now
Well, oh bonus that might give me a extra point
Oh great
Well whats the whole point of this thing
Well you see what happens is youre trying to get points
I see
He got it
Oh no youre ahead of me now
Im gonna have to get a good science one cause Im good at those
Cmon Science
Do you see how much fun it is to play
Yeah this is neet |
Im sick, Im dope, Im speed, Im coke
Im crack; I be everything your parents said dont
Im weed, Im throwed, Im cigarette smoke
Im syrup, Im full of that high fructose
Im shrooms, Im tripping, I said that you didnt
Im on that shit that got your skin itchin
The bass in your system, the dick in your sister
The neighborhood kid that ding dong ditch you
That Kid, puts the sick in the sickness
Im kicking these raps till they show up on the Richter
Feel it in your city every time that I kick one
Run for the hills or your mothers gonna miss you
I am the realest. You? You are the fakest
She? She come with me but with you she just fake it
Bullshit just say I just dont got time
Skinny jeans, gold chain, with my nose to the grind
Im young, Im real, Im cool, Im trill
Im potent, Im holdin, Im the first how it feel?
Im the midnight chill, Im the sunset shine
Youre loose, Im tight like your fuckin first time
Like fucking your first time
Blood red eyes, inhale, exhale, smoke white like I
Fly for a white guy, too high for life
Half naked in the day, fully naked by night
Blow tree love life, go and smoke you some right
Least vibe to the shit like you do tonight
Rap tag team $E$H thats the sound I like
Light it, flick it; Rap kickin night rat till I die
Im sick, Im dope, Im speed, Im coke
Im crack; I be everything your parents said dont
Im weed, Im throwed, Im cigarette smoke
Im syrup, Im full of that high fructose
Im sick, Im dope, Im speed, Im coke
Im crack; I be everything your parents said dont
Im weed, Im throwed, Im cigarette smoke
Im syrup, Im full of that high fructose |
Theres an ounce and a half in the bag
Theres a new pack of swishers on the dash
Theres a tape in the deck
Theres a foot up on the gas
There aint no car on the road
So Im about to go fast
Got a rap on smash
Got that sling-shot on my lap
Got a bag full of rocks
I aint slanging no crack
Just a young dumb fuck
With the tendencies to blast
Like blastoise hydro-pump this bullet through my gat
Through your brain, catch the fake
Cant just cant just catch a break
Tired of kicking out all these flows
And drowning bitches with my waves
Thats a lie, I aint tired I do this shit like every day
Motherfuck the VMAs, motherfuck these record labels
I aint trying to make a name, I aint trying to get the fame
Im just trying to get some change, go and cop a bigger chain
Buy a house for my team, basement full of weed
fridgerator full of drinks, champagne and sunny D
Fuck a big flat screen, got a movie theater in my room
Big chairs everywhere glass screen bullet proof |
I got some problems I need to solve em
1st thing 1st tell your man keep working cause I never heard about em
Or the outcome or the results
Probably think deep down that we see yall
How the fuck am I suppose to see
Something so petite and so un-unique
Need more than what you got to get me to turn
Get me to know a song get me to learn
But none of thats present ghost and its evident
The ghost of the underground forever I be dwelling in
Sally by the seashore bitch you just selling it
Just like fast food bitch they be loving it
I love it too but in another way
Favorite thing has always been to see a life thrown away
By an unknown hand
Didnt know it was the end
Times up you delete
You so temporary man |
Uh
Smokin weed, sippin lean
Aimin an strap then collect that C.R.E.A.M
Triple 6 Devil just aint my dreams
Pull out and pop it if yall outta pocket
Divine intervention my nigga, we smokin
Swaggin on stage and you know that Im locin
Tripped up, burn it down
Cash on the endo, yo bitch lovin me sex like an nympho
Uh
Making my rounds, passin on pussy if it is around
Weight of the world and theres on my shoulders
Cop me a quarter, and grab me some rollup
Roll-up
Wireless like a xbox controller
If your nigga got deals on the yola
Tell em hit my cellphone, I be over
Yeah
Drama consuming my set
Breaking these niggas off, can I catch reck
Tropical flowers inhale to my chest
Cropping these niggas up outta like spicks
Blast for me actually saying my name
Grandmilly and Raiders the clan in the gang
Cock it and hit you and watch your brain tag
Lords of The Underground bringin the pain
Dont get caught up in the hype
Nigga round here you lose your life
Jackin these niggas for their hoes
And getting real dirty with my sprites
Original man please understand
Me and Th@ Kid got the world in our hands
Never gon stop, Never gon flop
At yo bitch house and you bet she gon pop
She twerkin, Im rollin
She lickin Im smokin
She moanin, Im going
She comin on top
Feed that bitch drugs, then I watch here overdose
Roll a blunt and finally fuck cause now we both ghosts
Both Ghosts.
I roll a blunt we finally fuck cause now we both ghosts
Both Ghosts
Both Ghosts
I roll a blunt we finally fuck cause now we both ghosts
Steppin out on the scene
Feelin like its 93
House shoes with a big blunt and a big clean white tee
Just popped me a bean
On the block with the feins
Making money my damn self, got profit all in my jeans
My skin tone look white, but at night time Im black
I disappear like Im reptile
Bitch I bring that com-bat
Never am I strapped
But best believe that these raiders are
Comin down its rainin hard and Im young rain the thunder god |
New white shoes and a clean white tee
Skinny ass kid in skinny ass jeans
Jet black hair and a fake gold chain
I like the way it looks, dont rain on my parade
Came with a team, yeah thats SESH
Blood red eyes where at
Tryna get rich by the end of this set
By the end of this rap imma have you convinced that
Yeah Im the best and yeah he the worst
Yeah he a star, but Im a universe
Yeah Im a rapper so yeah thats a verse
But really this is just how i converse
I speak in rhymes, I talk in flows
Stone from the switcher, call it rock n roll
I lock n load, you white flag
Im Levis, you White Stags
You reas a bitch, you dine and dash
I pay in full, pop goes the tag
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
A bike ride down memory lane
No dirt road, no D-19
Just LA streets and alleyways
Gettin homies high behind the garbage can
We SESH rats we night rats if you didnt know
Couple kids, couple girls and a couple pre rolls
Shit heads and old tunes, something from the 20s or its no good
You peasants, we sky less
We lead the trend, you follow
Im livin life, Im lovin life, you hatin every second
Ive noticed youve been on my new white shoes since i stepped it, get to steppin
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah
Everywhere i go whats got them staring is my new white shoes
Tryna knock me off just slip on my new white shoes
My new white shoes
My new white shoes
Find me seshin in my new white shoes
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah
I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no
I get a good feeling, yeah |
Johnny Cage, black shades
Call me Stryker when I spray
Yung Baraka with the blade, Reptile with the fangs
Sub-zero with my ice, Nightwolf in the night
Ermac when I fight, from the forest, taking life
Shao Khan, out the game, Liu Kang with the kick
Flow, no name, no body, no face
Just drugs, just bass, just rap, just face
Im the lord of the underworld with the gold chain
Money in your face while you getting none today
Money rules all, I got some up in the safe
Run up at the bank, put the weapon off safety
Mick Foley masked with a bitch like Sable
Bentley coupe crashin, blunts Im cashin
Lovin every second, bitch, why you lookin mad?
Corduroy house shoes, bitch its like that
Writing these lyrics is like cashing these fucking checks
Im bouncin, bouncin, one million ounces
Sleeping in the trunk, nother mill up at the house, bitch
You on the couch shit, never get out shit
Im on the rap shit, getting money rapping
Let me ride to the beat
Ride to the beat, let me ride to the beat
Let me ride to the beat |
When its all said and done
And you are not there to weigh me down
I witnessed everything I love
Burn into ashes right in front of me
Even I dont trust me
That .50 cal get busting
You treated me like nothing
I tried, I tried
I said that I would be something
You said that I was just bluffing
But just look at where we got
Came along way from huffing
In no time I got where I wanted
To be in no time suddenly Im far away
In no time I got where I wanted
To be in no time suddenly Im far away
Im saying no more to the things I know
No more, I dont wanna be near you
No more to the things I know
No more, no, I dont wanna be the one |
On my knees in the night, seeing prayers in the street
Fuck that, fuck god, all I fucking need is me
I be tripping on the beat, bitch, tripping on your feet
Ive be flowing all day, now all of my clothes free
Young white mac riding in the lac
Mac on his lap and his fucking seat back
Fucking seats black, dope look white
Powder on the dash, one line in the fire
Im blown, blown, out of control
Guns off safety, triggers getting pulled
Blown, blown, out of control
Guns off safety, triggers getting pulled
Going, going ghost, swinging up the coast
Lighter in my right, in the other bag of dope
Life through the scope, death by the bullet
I see you on the range, dont make me fucking pull it
I inhale the beat, I exhale the flow
I live for this shit and I got just to know
That I am the best, the beast in the flesh
6 foot, 3 fools gold on his neck
Im blown, blown, out of control
Guns off safety, triggers getting pulled
Blown, blown, out of control
Guns off safety, triggers getting pulled |
Yeah, Nic Goose
Raider Klan in this bitch
O.F. in this bitch, uh
No spirits, just cocaine cigarettes
Living life everyday like I dont give a shit
But I truly do, thats why I moved to the loot
Conversations of money and secret avenues
The picture is clear, my vision is too
Nowadays Im tryna figure what the Benjamins do
Long nights with empty stomachs
Lungs full of cannabis constructed my mental to stay savage
You faggots got the game fucked up, lucked up, and got a shot at fame
I line em up and let it buck and shoot it at they brain
Maintaining ignorant, to the regular state of mind
My hustle game is like, stronger than 89
Im cut from a different cloth
Me and my family moved drastically
Go over the border of California
Im open to mass opinion, but then again
Whos line is it anyway?
Nasal congestion from all the sick shit I french kiss
Bitches be playing, I let them get thick, then bitch dip
Tryna phase me with your neck work numbers
We came from the bottom, but I felt the best each summer
Bed sheets to a bummer
Ayo, shouts to the real niggas doing it
Down south, midwest, eastcoast they exclusive
Im having visions of old Chevelles, Dave Chappelle in the background
Listening to your rap style and its whack, wow
Inspired by my mamas struggle
You a snake in the grass and Im a lion in the jungle
All reach serenity, till infinity
Hard top, a car to drop top, J. Kennedy
Im out here focused, these niggas hopeless
Out here tryna get they money but they eyes aint open
Bitch come here, its the year
And she wanna sip some beer, well here dear
God damn, I take the bitch to the bar
I take that bitch to the car, hit her in the car
El Camino, chino
Bitch you wanna roll with me, I can get you like dino
Im next, rolling in the fly Lex
With my ex and my nigga Sky Lex
On the sky pager, 275
Probably with the drop, hop out in fly gators
Im the nigga with the answers written on my wrists
On my palms, I cheated on the final
Rough draft written on your spinal
Coming through like a pack of rhinos
Living large, like a dinosaur
Niggas looking for the knowledge, you cant find no more
Ill come through nigga, like the comodores
A nigga out here motherfucker, find a nigga
Come through, my niggas will do a drive by nigga
On a skateboard, niggas hate more, cause they cant |
Verse:
What?
Thats how it is
Every day in every way
Thats how it is
Bitch I was lying when I said
Thats just how its been
It never seems weve had the means
Of becoming friends
Though were quick to take our life away
Chorus:
Even if I try
Even if I try
I could never care, even if I try
I could never care, even if I try
I could never care, even if I try
I could never care, even if I try
I could never care, even if I try
I could never care
Even if I try, even if I try
Even if I try
Yeah
If I try, Ill fall right down, and Ill go on my way
End Dialogue :
I gotta say man, thats a pretty substantial piece, so, you know
I know Im your friend and all, and Im not trying to, like
Push you in the, you know
One way or the other, but
These are chrome LED trucknuts
Weve been looking all over for these |
If you ever need you can call on me
If you ever need you can call on me
If you ever need you can call on me
If you ever need you can call on me
You will never have to scream wait up
I will be right here when you wake up
You will never have to scream wait up
I will be right here when you wake up
And thats the way we do it all the time
It doesnt matter when or why
Oh Ive got something oh Ive got something to tell you now
You know I love you so you know Id never let you go
Oh Ive got something oh Ive got something to tell you now |
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad-
You aint mad is ya
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad-
You aint mad is ya
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad-
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya
You aint mad-
Motherfuck these white kids, I promise I aint like them
Im in the streets rapping, they locked in their room writing
I put this shit down from Howell all the way to Brighton
Got a Glock in my trunk and Im picking it up and then striking your ass like lightning
Im saying, dont fuck with me, I mean fuck with me, but dont fuck with me
I got a backpack thats full of cutlery and Im cut throat
Now trust in me, like God
Now pray to me, like Christ
Im high as fucking shit and Im white so I guess its only fucking right
That I do it how its never ever been fucking done
I blow caution to the breeze like that smoke thats in my lungs
Really rapping, really living all that shit I fucking rap about
30 blunts, 50 minutes thats what the fuck Im talking about
44s stay poking out
Might slide down to Oakland now
Blow potent out
Windows down
Eyes up and down
That coast now
Im ghost now, Im dead
Im not white, Im not black
Im not sick, Im not dope, Im not coke, Im not crack
Bitch Im Th@, Kid
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad-
You aint mad is ya
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad-
You aint mad is ya
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad-
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya, bitch?
You aint mad is ya?
You aint mad is ya
You aint mad- |
Sittin all alone, Im off a lotta drugs
Ridin on chrome, Im with a lotta thugs
We dont want none and thats a promise to you
See you all alone, you dont want no problems do ya?
Break it, break it, break it down for ya
Bitches see my blunts and say Ill break em down for ya
Break it, break it, break it down for ya
I got a lot of thugs sayin Ill burn the town for ya
Yall stay fly, Id rather fall with style
The river in my cup, it help me flow just like the Nile
It helps me break it down, it help me get my zone
The phantom of this rap shit, Im going, going, ghost
Strung the fuck out, Im too fuckin cashed
Velour snow suits, skiing down a mountain of ash
Got a cup full of water, it help me flow like water
Im drippin on the beat, Im overflowin when Im going
See they all know my name, Im bangin round the globe
They know Im with the team, thats Sesh til Im gone
That skinny white thug, allergic to givin fucks
Dont like that way Im rappin, sorry bitch, you outta luck |
Kreepin In the kut,In the kut,In the fucking kut
Bathtub full of money, black hummer full o hunnies
Rolex fo the princess cuts, fuck the king and let the princes fuck
Just riding round, me and Matt in that black Ferrari
Na$ty in up in the back seat, Im plotting murders he picking targets
Syrup up in my sprite, Matt loading that choppa, me im shinning that knife
Diamonds up in my ice, since rhymers been in my life
Ever since i became a legend Ive been getting the things i like
A lot of drugs Im smoking
A lot of guns im holding
A lot of raps im kicking so its a lot of money im folding
Team SESH global gang, golden Wang thats a set
Bitches love, dudes hate
Pay with love, pay respect
Yeah
Na$ty
SESH
Yeah
Beat god
Pay respect
Give it all for fucking Na$ty Matt bitch
Kreepin In the kut,In the kut,In the fucking kut
Ridin low up in that civic
Fuckin and duckin these bitches
They all up on my business, BBSes they blowin kisses
My brother Drew up in the front my cousin Jube up in the back
Plenches with this mac, brush the clip and the rat attack
Boom, clearin the room, prayin for gold up on my tomb
Pullin that thing and its doom, all black like the fuckin groom
Camo forces, 90s porsches, hammered voices, while Im readin sources, lookin for the chewin
Breakin in the freak show
Put that on my ego
Trap house full of freak hoes
Pimp named Matt Hilfiger on my back
Lookin at my cartiers with my gold stack
Lookin for that compressor, gotta keep that varetta
These rats be after my cheddar
That bitch I really dont stress her
Hail in the sill drop you on the mac
Kickin the dope with that cane mask and a barbed wire bat
Kreepin In the kut,In the kut,In the fucking kut |
Everybody want that fire bitch I got that cold
You gon boil in that shit keep talking bout that gold
End up the river without a paddle fucking with them hoes
Wonder why we laughing at yo ass? cause you a fucking joke
Tom Clancy flow, better duck when you under the scope
Aint no hope, in FANG we trust, the look up to us like Im the pope
Fucking right, fucking dope
Fool talk shit but where he go?
I know he irrelevant but my Ss got love for hoes steppin in
Take her back to the pink room, then bring her back to hell again
7 deadly sins rolling with 7 deadly men
Oh know here we go again, see right through yo window tint
Oh, now niggas wanna get tense? better tighten up with yo ho loose
This life ill & thats so true, but at least you aint met death yet
Have you face time with Satan if you keep fucking round with them death threats
Yeah, Im Erick Draven raising out that black haven
Bring any rapper to this graveyard & watch me fucking slay em nigga
If everything gold watch em boil in the gold mine
Say they want my soul? Cant do it, I aint got one
If everything gold watch em boil in the gold mine
Say they want my soul? Cant do it, I aint got one
This reaper music, reaper music, reaper music ho
The devils keepers music, you gotta listen to it
This reaper music, reaper music, reaper music ho
The devils keepers music, you gotta listen to it
Im tired of sober bitches talking bout taking molly
Let me see you try to turn up in yo muthafuckin casket
Im tired of broke niggas talking bout illuminati
Get a life & get off fucking media take out you faggots
Ive had it, fuck it & I cant take it no more
& I aint fucking no whore unless her pussy looks like heavens doors
& I wont hesitate to smack a bitch with my dick
Bitch its 1996, get with it or turn the channel quick muthafucka
If everything gold watch em boil in the gold mine
Say they want my soul? cant do it, I aint got one
If everything gold watch em boil in the gold mine
Say they want my soul? cant do it, I aint got one
This reaper music, reaper music, reaper music ho
The devils keepers music, you gotta listen to it
This reaper music, reaper music, reaper music ho
The devils keepers music, you gotta listen to it
Came up out the tomb, my resurrection was perfection
While them pussy bubblegummers saw all red like they were benson
Cool with me, my eulogy was written with eternity
Calvin Klein cologne baller, that was just the jew in me
Ha, lodi dodi still dreaming of the Audi
European auto body smashing like Amare Staude
Heard you go the thirst, well I went & got a hearse
Big enough to body earth, I make a wave & watch em surf
Now everybody shallow so I drown em in my current
But never that for me, ???? is too perfect
Black magic women got me stiffer than a corpse
She dropped dead gorgeous I might fuck her in my morgue
The gold mine
Bones
SESH
FANG, Life
Graveyard God
Switch blade in my jaw
Steadily creepin through the night
Steadily reaching out the door
Find me leaping out the car
Flicking my blade, not giving a fuck
Come as you are or dont come in at all
Reaper, the beamer, Im cutting em off
From my flow
Imma go
Imma take em back to the 1-9-9-4
Young pimp named Bones
Skin white like ghost
Flow crack like socks in the hood on the block
If everything gold watch em boil in the gold mine
Say they want my soul? cant do it, I aint got one
If everything gold watch em boil in the gold mine
Say they want my soul? cant do it, I aint got one
This reaper music, reaper music, reaper music ho
The devils keepers music, you gotta listen to it
This reaper music, reaper music, reaper music ho
The devils keepers music, you gotta listen to it |
Headlights in the eyes
Memories passing by
Im still surprised that Im still alive
Do you wanna ride with me
Do you wanna die with me
Let it burn
Let it blaze
Been through too much to have tears on my face
Let it burn
Let it fade away
Stitch up my pain from yesterday
Im young but getting old
My death is coming close
I know We got some time
But I just need to know
If you, you down to ride
Then me Im down to drive
If you, you feel alone
Then me Im by your side
My blade I let it shine
My name they say it loud
But still Im on the prowl
Im creeping through the night
Im reaching for the knife
If you, you wanna strike
You can not take my life
Because I already died
What |
So many people have helped me to come to this night
Some of you are here
Some are far away
Some are even in heaven
All of us have special ones who have loved us into being
Would you just take along with me
Ten seconds to think about the people who have helped you become who you are
Those who have cared about you
And wanted what was best for you in life
Ten seconds of silence
Ill watch the time...
Whomever youve been thinking about
How pleased they must be to know the difference you feel theyve made |
I just bought me a Coupe Deville
Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel
I just bought me a Coupe Deville
Trippin’ on promethazine poppin’ the trunk
I just bought me a Coupe Deville
Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel
I just bought me a Coupe Deville
Trippin’ on promethazine poppin’ the trunk
Got a new wood wheel
Gripping oak when I steer
Mahogany on the dash with some hundred spoke rims
Hit the mash and the dip
Big cigar to my lips
Middle finger out the whip yelling motherfucking bitch
Hit the bitch get the switch
Flip the trunk paint drip
Cold water let me sit just a young Slim Pimp
Ponytail in the back
Me I’m riding in the front
Two eyes to the sky one hand on the blunt
That’s 1-2-3 and to the 4
Riding around your city in that motherfucking low
The bass bang low
Trunk screaming no more
Glass break hear the sound think it’s fucking Stone Cold
I just bought me a coupe Deville
Took out the air bag put in the wood wheel
Spinners on the ride I could never stay still
Red light car stop
The rims still spin
I just bought me a Coupe Deville
Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel
I just bought me a Coupe Deville
Trippin’ on promethazine poppin’ the trunk
I just bought me a Coupe Deville
Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel
I just bought me a Coupe Deville
Trippin’ on promethazine poppin’ the trunk |
What, Bones, Bones
What, what, SESH
If you really wanna fuck with me, bring some money
If you really wanna smoke blunts, know Ive got plenty
Give a fuck if you ready
Give a fuck if youre not
Young pimp named BONES, got the flow in the lot
Its like that yall, like that yall, s like that, that, its like that yall
Now jump around, now jump around
I throw it back like Criss Cross
Sip my Cristal
Looking in my rear like really is this all?
Life that chose me, teen that hold heat
Young Jug grown a down in the street
Never around, hes sleeping
In the ground, 6 feet
BONES in the graveyard with the new white teeth
News by lean, in the new white Beam
With my bass so loud, your radio
Like wow , let me slow that down
Let me show you around, like you new in town
Let me hold my ground
Let me smoke the ounce
Let me crack the Swisher, and let me gut them out
Im rollin, rollin, Fred Durst rollin
Fiddy cap, flip back, Fred Durst flowing
Hair like Manson, Team SESH mansion
Somewhere in the hills, flickin ash, Im dancing
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Ive traveled the world and the seven seas
Bones
SESH |
I aint gonna stop you, you can do just what you want
You know where to find me if you ever need some drugs
Rollin up a blunt, smokin wicked till the sun came up
And then we roll another one
I got these drugs in my veins, got these drugs in my veins
Every time i roll a blunt i just think about your face
Now these sheets gettin clothed
Every day after day im just tryna get rich so i can finally fuckin say
Dont worry bout a thing you already know i got it
Condo in the valley got a trap house out in compton
Always done what i wanted, so why should this be different
Dropped out, moved away, got rich off spittin
Im gettin rich off my business, SESH raps in yo dispensaries
Neck drippin in fake gold fuck all your accessories
Quit with all the peasantry, i give the beat the best of me
I break it down roll it up and pass whatevers left to me
I need you more than anything in my life
I want you more than anything in my life
I miss you more than anyone in my life
I love you more than anyone in my life |
Bills so crispy bitch Im countin Kia Shines
Cover my girl in red stones just so I can see her shine
Bitch they callin up my lines but I aint pickin up
These labels want me, they know I dont want em but dont give it up
Digits up in the millions, but I aint finished school so
All its really lookin like is regress I never choose
I dont need no ones money
I dont need no ones love
I dont need to feel the rush of turning heads at the club
And I dont go to clubs bitch, so motherfuck a club
But I know they probably book me at the last place I would
48s flatter than some paper plates
SESH thinner than the trails in the ice when you skate
48s flatter than some paper plates
SESH thinner than the trails in the ice when you skate
48s flatter than some paper plates
Paper plates are pretty common, right Johnny? You see them around all over the place. Well, theyre the perfect shape to make a very interesting object of illusion. Watch carefully what I do, just the rim left. |
Fiji water, Im sippin
Chrome cover my kitchen
Wood floor when Im walkin on
Gold faucet stay drippin
Ridin on a broom breathes spillin in the room
When I step inside the house
Bitches Know that its who
Im smokin up on that cancer
Im young white and Im handsome
Im feeling something like Ted Danson the way Im always flexin
Im floatin on down the river
Im Cold but I never Shiver
Bitch Ive been froze since Jim Carrey was the Riddler
Blast door Knives, Oriental Rugs
Smokin dope up in the sauna, then its off to get some brunch
Sourdough bread with the vinaigrette
I can tell you a lil more but I aint finna to flex
Tryin to eat, tryin to sleep tryin to breathe tryin to SESH
Tryin to eat, tryin to sleep tryin to breathe tryin to SESH
Smoking all alone smoking all alone
Smoking all alone, smoking all alone |
Please don’t ever talk down looking for the runaround
Bones on the case ill solve it
Picking up clues like they picking what I do
Download open up then they login
They try but they never ever prosper
Went to school just to get put in the locker
Until I showed up with the shh just stop it
I aint gotta load shit to drop you
I said ima leave just watch me
Then I caught a flight straight up out the marshes
Exclamation approach with caution
Its slippery around where we walking
Was cold life waiting in the swampland
But I hopped out run through the bushes
Never thought somebody would be looking
Now they all call me for the booking
And it goes like this, and it never ever ends
Fuck your label, fuck the trends
Makin music with my friends
And it goes like this, and it never ever ends
Fuck your label, fuck the trends
Makin money with my friends |
See us and do it
Fuck is your movement
I, dont, know
No I dont see you
We see right through you
Where, you, go
Copy and paste it
Wash it and take it
There, you, go
Wouldnt expect it
Nothing or less
From, you, no
Working on a sound byte
Tryna make it sound right
Thats, ok
See us man they walk like
Curtis know they talk like
Thats, ok
Why do they do it?
I dont know |
What yall smokin
What What yall smokin
This the ingredients to the recipe
Twisting up doobies is my fucking specialty
I follow my dreams I know these things
These things are part of my destiny
Shout out to my playa niggas out that Tennessee
All I ask is dont be skimp on the 10 a G-R-A-M
Games i dont play them
They wanna hear Chiiirp, I play ten off that killa pimp
They be bobbin they head shit Im heaven sent
Aint no peasant shit cause
Im a godly figure
If you aint upper echelon I aint fuckin with ya
Im defeating ones they claim the number one contender
High intellect they dont get Im master splinter
Teenage mutant
Ganja green like a turtle
Now we mixing colors like green and that purple
Still both middle fingers to the cops
Legalize the weed cause aint nobody stop
Whatever we cheifin on its a lot
Its all fun and games till somebody get popped
Till somebody get dropped
Bitch Im 38 hott
Niggas on my jock bitch Im on the clock
Gotta stay on top gotta get the guap
And I aint gone stop Till the game on lock
Yeah Im pac yeah Im NAS
Shit Im anybody that you think go hard
Make a run for it cause Im out the yard
My advice i advise you to stay on yo job
Dont come around here nosey
Talking about what we smoking
You aint putting on this boy
So all them questions null and void
Nigga
What yall smokin
What What yall smokin
Bones
Skinny white pimp so these boyfriends hate me
Cause they girls wanna rape me
Pinky ring go bling
Singing money aint a thing
Chain out go head try to take it
Switchblade on my waist
Wrapped up in a rag
Let it shine in the light let it hit you real fast
Hair white like bleach
Style so unique
Bitch you go when i flow turn hollow when i rap
Im smoking
Im doping
Gotta 100 spoke rims they pokin
Me and Chiiirp up in that old school
They see the team so they choking
We just ride around and we loakin
We sipping on that potion
See the paint drip and its soaking
My bass loud, trunk open |
White kids acting like I aint fucking rapping right
Bitch this aint no black or white
Im black and white with hella ice
Fuck the world I smoke a blunt blow an ounce in a night
Moved out my folks so I can tell her the house is ours tonight
Chain like the arka light
Girl look like posh spice
Killer with no intentions and thats it for having off-night
Cant even talk right Im going too hard
Raising the bar and I aint even got a car
Go, go, put this shit in slow-mo
Chop-chop and screw it, bang it, bang it in your low bo
Riding through Soho
Motherfuck that Polo
Thrift-shop rags, only $CHOLARBONE$ only
Go, go, put this shit in slow-mo
Chop-chop and screw it, bang it, bang it in your low bo
Riding through Soho
Motherfuck that Polo
Thrift-shop rags, only $CHOLARBONE$ only |
I am just so proud of all of you who have grown up with us
And I know how tough it is some days to look with hope and confidence on the months and years ahead
But I would like to tell you what I often told you when you were much younger, I like you just the way you are
And whats more, Im so grateful to you for helping the children in your life to know that youll do everything you can to keep them safe
And to help them express their feelings in ways that will bring healing in many different neighborhoods |
You have no idea what it could do
SESH
Captain
Uh-Oh
Prepare the female bandicoot
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Drugs all in my system
Bet my mama sure gon miss me
Pour that codeine in my throat
Till these walls get to dripping
Got these hoes all in the pole
And they all gon get to strippin
Got your bitch closed on the floor
And your girl up against that wall, and she
Drop it
Drop it
Down to the floor
24 blocks, I aint even twenty-fo
I pick my weapons like, eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Hop up in the limo then I hit the fuckin corner store, now
Countin cold hard cash in my limousine
Shag rags floors glass full of that promethazine
Big water slides
Big flat screens
Blank check life, Macintosh with the green
Been around the block
Seen a lot of death
Paid a lot of dues
Paid a lot of debts
Still, I keep that Glock when I leave my spot
Cuz you never know when shit might pop
Off at any given moment on the clock
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Fuckin up the game, bitch, it gets no love
Hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary |
God damn Bo Im in all black
They call em cowboy killers for a reason
Make sure I grab the crossbow out of the truck
Cause Im a cold son of a bitch
You dont wanna be a cowboy like me
You dont wanna be dyin slowly
You dont wanna be a cowboy like me
You dont wanna be hidin on the creep
Camouflage fire on, pull it like a fire alarm
Gilly suit goons, gun shots then its tire marks
Blunts in the blind, trees with the pine
Cones on the road break it down while we drive
Now Im creepin out the cut and Im buckin thru the swamp
Water to my waist backwoods in my lungs
Dirt under my nails havent showered in days
Its just me, and my blade in this world full of hate
Got a cabin in the brush on the porch rollin up
In the old rockin chair slowly sippin from my cup
No trespassin ya ribs get blasted
Skulls in the yard let you know I wont ask ya
You dont wanna be a cowboy like me
You dont wanna be dyin slowly
You dont wanna be a cowboy like me
You dont wanna be hidin on the creep
Riding down this old road with the windows down
Up to no good wreaking havoc on the town
Light up the marlboro take another hit
Pulled out the crossbow when im hittin licks
Black vans, black spurs just ridin thru the night
Gone with the wind, blendin in im out of sight
Take another pull while Im buildin my coffin
If the guns dont get me its gonna be the toxins
Cant love anybody gotta stay alone
Always on the roam, in the sticks where I call my home
Camo snipers and black nissans when Im comin
If I hit that dusty trail best believe it aint nothin
You dont wanna be a cowboy like me
You dont wanna be dyin slowly
You dont wanna be a cowboy like me
You dont wanna be hidin on the creep |
I dont know why you dont show your face
Youre a beautiful human
Anyway, I dont know, maybe I could manage you
If you think Gabriel sounds amazing
Call me back, thanks |
Hoe in the back, got a hoe in the front
One cooking the crack, one rolling the blunt
Its easy, easy, bitch dont believe me
Im riding through your city bumping Cash Money, Weezy
El says get em, J I got em
Me plus the beat, thats a motherfucking problem
Swerving Impalas, thinking never stop them
They can send shots but they can never drop them
Yeah, they got money and I know they got hoes
I know they got whips and all the designer clothes
But do they have a sewer full of rats thatll crack fucking bats
To the back of these crackers and fucking laugh
MAC-10 attack, its the AK to spray
Im the beef in the night, Im the thug in the day
Im the drugs in the blunt, Im the light in the flame
Im the sickest you ever witness, Im sick of fucking saying
Im saying
Im doing fucking drugs and getting real famous
Im doing lot of drugs and Im getting real famous
You waking up early just to drag that ass to work
Same shit everyday until youre in the dirt |
I am not from here I am just a stranger
From a place you have never ever heard of before
I am not from here I am just a stranger
From a place you have never ever heard of before
I hold on to a valid reason
You are my reason
Please dont go
I dont really understand too much
I am not from here I am just a stranger
From a place you have never ever heard of before
I am not from here I am just a stranger
From a place you have never ever heard of before
I hold on to a valid reason
You are my reason
Please dont go |
Tires hit the curb tryin not to spill my drink
Ridin shotgun bumpin sesh up the capris
Paint like a sink
Wet like a leak
Flowin like a creek
Dirty but my blunt clean
Slidin like kids
Ridin on rims
Tint like my lungs pitch black so you cant see in
Im who they wanna sound like with who they wanna be with
Never catch me speedin hoppin out of lamborghinis
I like to keep it simple
Woods full of indo
Ridin to the tempo
Lookin for the info
What do I do
What do I do
Ridin through the night and I dont see you
Baby I know
Baby I know
And I need to come down just stop and reload
What do I do
Where do I go
Slangin through the city while im blowin my smoke
What do I do
What do I know
Slangin through the six sit back and reload |
Dont be acting clever
You might end up in an ambulance
Stuck
Never leave and never dance
Ridin in that caravan
Holdin onto hella clips
Bout to let em go
Whaddya know?
Im on my devil shit
Cookin up some evil shit
Schemin on that Memphis shit
Long distance calls, over the phone
Thats just my Memphis bitch
Roll my blunts delicate
Drugs in my system now
Always turn my system up
Never turn my system down
Bangin on the curbs
Ridin round with my fuckin team
Chevy with the bucket seats
Feelin like its 93
No in my deck
Let them sneakers bleed
Posted with my evil deeds
To let my fuckin demons feed
What
Yeah
Sesh
What |
The process
Hard for them to digest
How I got so much shit to get off my chest
Bones aint even started yet
I aint go my hardest yet
I rather whip a hooptie then you can go and get your charter jets
Show out and try your hardest yet
Their aint no argument, you washed like a laundromat
Matter of fact, fuck that, I wouldnt even call it that
Fuckin these bitches is fuckin everyone behind your back
Dirty as a motherfucker, If It aint SESH, fuck it
If you see me out in public and you got a chain, tuck it
Its been a dream of mine to slap one of these five foot
Pussies into outer space and put them into orbit
Realities distorted If you think you more than
Anything but something to laugh at when Im bored and
Scrolling through my phone at the terminal while we boarding
Laughing at you now, wait I, I almost hope you never know that
Cause then you just might stop |
Im skinny but my pockets be bigger
Bitch, I got that blue cheese like Jigga
Like the puffy, we get ghost tonight
Sipping on purple, I feel like Pimp C tonight
Im skinny but my pockets be bigger
Bitch, I got that blue cheese like Jigga
Like the puffy, we get ghost tonight
Sipping on purple, I feel like Pimp C tonight
Bitch I aint skinny, I be slim as a motherfucker
My white boy got the knife, and Im toting the pipes
If a nigga run up then he is a dumb sucka
You better have like 10 niggas with you, and they better have big pumpers
Niggas out here really just be running they mouth, they just be stunting
Niggas need to wash they jaw, they need to catch up, they mouth running
Cooling with my white boy Bones and he got the demons coming
Cooling with my CCs on the block, got the grapes coming
Balling, Dave & Busters, lil nigga
Got my big gun, you shaking lil nigga
Bones, he got the sword lil nigga
You dont want no fucking war lil nigga
Im skinny but my pockets be bigger
Bitch, I got that blue cheese like Jigga
Like the puffy, we get ghost tonight
Sipping on purple, I feel like Pimp C tonight
Bones dont owe you a motherfucking thang
Its that Team SESH vet at yo neck with the blade
Like walk the plank, bitch walk the plank
I get up, hit the blunt, then Im off for the day
People like to talk about it but dont ever mean it
One click, I go boom and its you Im taking with me
To the graveyard, got yo name already on the headstone
Lets just mention me, I do not breathe, I am the dead one
Im skinny but my pockets be bigger
Bitch, I got that blue cheese like Jigga
Like the puffy, we get ghost tonight
Sipping on purple, I feel like Pimp C tonight
Im skinny but my pockets be bigger
Bitch, I got that blue cheese like Jigga
Like the puffy, we get ghost tonight
Sipping on purple, I feel like Pimp C tonight |
Bandana wrapped around my neck like Im B.G
No tint on the ride, let her see me
They on the decrease, Im on the incline
Forsberg ice, you can stay with the inline
No punchlines, I aint got the fuckin time
Back at lunch time, rappin in the fuckin line
Young legend with the flow like fuck your life
Nice hood, but the alleyway nothin nice
Hand-me-down rags wrapped around my bones
In the back of the limousine, talkin on the phone
No money, no job, no car, no house
Probably somewhere in your neighborhood, rolling up an ounce
And we keep it movin, we zoomin
My bass loud, so we boomin
Cup full of ice cold water
Im living life like a movie
Now thirty blunts, thats groovy
Hundred blunts, thats nothin
Skinny pimp, thats Bones
Got a switchblade thatll cut ya
Im ridin round with my brothers
Im ridin round with my brothers
That skinny pimp named Bones
Got a switchblade and itll cut ya
Im ridin round with my brothers
Im ridin round with my brothers
That skinny pimp named Bones
Got a switchblade and itll cut ya |
Bitch Im everything you aint
Chevrolet with candy paint
Dripin every time we swerve
Nervous like I got no plates
Ever since I smoked that K
Every second, every day
I be crazier than the last
Maniac until grave
I got my own
We smoking strong
Dont you ever worry about me cause I know what Im doing
Bitch, I been on, they talking down
They lookin sad, got a frown even since SESH been in town
Take it back to the old days
If you ask me if I make it
I say no way
Hoe please no this ain’t the dope game
So how Im gonna fly if I dont sell a thing
Now the game, wrapped up in my cellar frame
Whats ya name? I barely bother to ask
The embodiment of trash I am lower than nothing
On a scale of what matters, Im below whats on the bottom
And that aint nada. I get shit bumping
BONES |
Arm out the windows
Swerve to the tempo
Rims go round
Like cigars full of indo
Ride with yo kinfolk
Sun beat down
Windows up and the bass up loud
See the alpine blastin
Petal Im mashing
They tell me Im the best and I know they aint gassin
Looking like Christ
Sippin alizé passion
I aint even smoke
Still the tray full of ashes
Every time I pass
Yeah im laughing
Youre sitting at your mamas crib actin like you rappin
Say you gettin famous
I say youre still nameless
You say you been trainin
I say you been wastin
Time of your life
You gonna die one day
And regret trynna copy every word that I say
Bitch, its in me
Never been trendin
Hand me down clothes
While you stuck rockin Fendi
No brand names on my tags
Im sportin hand me down rags
No Glock in my wood grain dash
I kill em off like the way that I rap
Switchblade still stuffed in my pants
Let me know if you want to meet death
Ice cold flow
See the frost on the glass
Let me know if you trynna be next
Try too hard but bitch I do this
Ice cold flow
One hand
Im cruisin
Never pop girls
Never playin no shoot
And vanilla paint job on my ice cream buick
Chocolate, my seats
And my trunk go bananas
Shake, earthquake
Know its young Bones jammin
Girls aint dancin
Eyes aint gluin
I aint even looking but I found that chewin |
Girls wanna fuck so these boys act tough
Got a pump in the trunk if you trying to press your luck
If you looking for the high, bitch you know I got the drugs
If you looking for connections you looking at the plug
All black clothing, locked and Im loaded
Black 12 gauge, Columbine when Im boomin
Trench Coat Mafia, poppin but never stoppin em
Robbin and mobbin hard see theres just no toppin em
You go hard but fuck it I go harder
Trying to run up slick and quick Ima rob ya
Skin like powder, bass getting louder
Looking for a legend you can bet that you found him
Im in the graveyard, Im drinking champagne
Im ashin hella blunts, diggin up hella graves
Troubled young man, murder on his mind
Pipebomb in his backpack, end your fucking life like BOOM |
x2
Shorty wanna ride with me
Spend all of her time with me
Roll up and get high with me
Bumpin and grind with me
Bitch
Smokin dope
On my mac shit and its not a joke
You jack me im cuttin hoes
X-Man when I turn into a ghost
Squeezin out, I do the most
All hoes jealous of my new chicks
Everything I do I abuse it
Sprite with the lean I fuse it
Niggas be sleepin on the kid
Bones tell these guys we do this
So many girls I think I wanna em all cuz I cant figure out whose the cutest
BRK, Team SESH
All day, we up next
Grown man how I fuck that bitch but Ive been doin this since team sex
Underground kings and my team fresh
Pull a nigga chick with finesse
Always at heart see it through my chest
Take it to the max, Ima do my best
She rollin with the winners cuz she tired of you losers
What Im sayin is you suck and me and my team we way cooler thats why
x2
Shorty wanna ride with me
Spend all of her time with me
Roll up and get high with me
Bumpin and grind with me
She overdose on drugs now her eyes back in her skull
Exorcist whenever she flip she got two acid tabs on her tongue
She is Team SESH till Im done
But Im ridin round with that klan hand me downs cover my bones I got that razor up in my hand
See Ive been lurkin up in them shadows
That silhouette in that alleyway
Hood up my head high see the moon shine sippin Alize
Shallow Days on my stereo
Tell me whats that scenario
Fuckin life say fuckin stay I dont give a fuck about your area code no
Shorty wanna ride with me
Spend all of her time with me
Roll up and get high with me
Bumpin and grind with me |
SESH
So so SESH now
Feeling like Bow Wow
Bitches know its Bones so they bounce with me now now
Blunt gut god nicotine on the ground ground
Doing all the talkin me I dont make a sound
Pitch black back roads
Ice on the asphalt
Steal for a meal
Hit the blunt and I pass out
Tanqueray spillin on my pants
As I stumble out the jungle
With some bloody vines wrapped around my numbers
We were 15, so of course we didnt think
For we broke inside that bitch and took the whole fucking thing
See when that boy gets back, best believe hell be lost
Everything to his name now gone for the cause
Anyway I can get, best believe that Ill do it
Bitch I take em break em shake em like there aint nothin to it
Im coming through, no mask on
Hair down my back long
No rubber gloves till the cops get their track on
Do it
Nicotine in my lungs
A million reds to the face
12 Slugs in my mouth
12 roses on my grave
Blood stains on my
around my waist
to the face
But thats
A roll them stumps serving candy like Halloween
Aborted babies in the toilet never to be seen
Im twisted like dreadlocks
Been bucking out wedlocks
Make a bitch bend over and bust that ass open like X-Pac
I note, your girl swears she gained a hoe
But I keep that face painted like a Juggalo
Riding in the photo, grippin on the 44
You prayin I die slow, but Im so so
SESH till I rest but Im pretty sure I felt my death
Pretty sure I took my last breath now Im possessed
Welcome to the graveyard where them deadboys lay
And we grip on them things, like everyday |