| I came here to fuck the game up, now they don’t mention me
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| Petey Pablo when I raise up, now they invest in me
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| No one can tell your shadow apart from all these other clones
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| But when they see my silhouette you bet they know its Bones
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| Deadboy, back up on your head, drop the guillotine
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| Slanted ways I don’t receive, I broadcast what I feel in me
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| Orson Welles, hope me well
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| Bout to scare the world and bail
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| Found the caves that lead to hell, tunnel down to til I was home
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| Walking on coals, Itching like I’m Tyrone
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| Know I’m fiending, know I need it, let me into another zone
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| What do I do with the rest of them?
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| I don’t know, should they live or should they die?
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| Hold on I know whats best for them
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| Leave them out in the rain, one night with the team is all we need
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| What do I do with the rest of them?
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| Let me start by saying I don’t like nobody
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| Let me start by saying I don’t like nobody
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| I don’t fuck with nobody, no I don’t fuck with nobody
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| Let me start by saying I don’t fuck with nobody
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| Bones, Bones, Bones
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| Bones, Bones, Bones
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| Wait, wait, wait |