that junk you filled our bones with, It fills us, too. All that junk you filled our bones with, It fills us, too All that junk you filled our bones
Brewing brutal hesitant to applaud I been known to fall flat in my face covered in mud As the sun turns to darkness the moon turns to blood Love turns
cartridge in Off the hook like telemarketing sales condone over the phone [U-God] Danger zone Bozzy Capone alone, in a terradome Stalon With a great cannon, bones
it in Second Hand Smoke! [Jamie Maddrox] You homey bitches wanna shut me down. Pull the plugs on the microphones, hatin on an individual. Handle Mr. Bones
im a let a slug hit And call you broken bone And if u got a crew Im a name em after you Fractured bone, neck bone and funny bone You cant flash
and woods confirm Red in the eyes of everyone Parasites and lovers scrape the meat from bones Turned into jade and tiger's eye Save me some dark hair
All my books lay on the table Waitin' to unfold I sit and stare at my reflection While the darkness chills my bones My head fills like a junk shop In
So im a let a slug hit And call you broken bone And if u got a crew Im a name em after you Fractured bone, neck bone and funny bone You cant flash
step quietly, the way that cat's move But I'm bear-like. My head trapped in dear lights You can call me John, I'm writing letters to the dark side of
Hospitals and woods confirm Red in the eyes of everyone Parasites and lovers scrape the meat from bones Turned into jade and tiger's eye Save me some dark
in Off the hook like telemarketing sales condone over the phone [U-God] Danger zone Bozzy Capone alone, in a terradome Stalon With a great cannon, bones
