| Witness the undeniable
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| Killing's what Bones is designed to do
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| I don't gain shit if I lie to you
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| Black out and show you the brightest truth
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| All of these fears confined to you
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| Blunts of the undesirables
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| Concept undesignable
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| The plans unfillable
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| Comin' from the mortuary, you probably somewhere from Malibu
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| Sun and the sand and the water
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| I prefer settings much darker
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| Take you apart like Bionicles
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| You are now tuned to the chronicles
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| Spasibo, it ain't too much to do
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| We makin' shit all night comfortable
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| Smoke up in my eyes
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| I can't see what's in front of me
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| My pathetic life
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| Everybody is happy, yeah, everyone but me
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| One foot in the grave, one foot in the door
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| One hand on the blade, one hand on the dope
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| Smokin' and rollin' and rollin' and smokin'
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| SHWB coming, locked in and loaded
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| You fall in slow motion, we causing commotion
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| You stuck in demotion, we steadily going
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| These pussies they knowin' that we never slowin'
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| So that take a toll on their brains and they foldin'
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| New week a new game, a whole set of new names
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| That no one remember at the end of the day
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| Fuck what you say, we lead the way
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| (Way, way, way, way) |