| Oh man
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| Here we go again
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| You’ve been waiting, huh?
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| It’s the Deadboy, back from grave
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| Bones (Oh yeah), it’s the Deadboy (Ah)
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| Bones (Mm-hmm), that skinny white pimp (Alright)
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| Bones (Oh yeah), it’s the Deadboy (That's cold)
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| Bones (Oh yeah), that skinny white pimp (Ah)
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| Bones (Oh yeah), you know who it is
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| Bones (Mm-hmm), that skinny white pimp (Alright)
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| Where’s the truth? |
| Say it in the booth
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| Drop bombs on wack MC’s that’s actin' new (yeah)
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| Its 1992, here we come kickin' doors down (Oh)
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| Sesh Compound, blunts lit, bumpin' motown (Mm-hmm)
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| Hit 'em with the pro sound, then I go ghost (Yeah)
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| Forever in the attic, hittin' all the wrong notes (Ah)
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| I’m the eyes floating in the dark just as I emerge (You know)
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| You know who it is, I don’t gotta say a word
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| Bones (Oh yeah), it’s the Deadboy (It's the motherfucking Deadboy)
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| Bones (Mm-hmm), that skinny white pimp (Well, alright)
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| Bones (Oh yeah), it’s the Deadboy (It's the Deadboy)
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| Bones, that skinny white pimp (Well, alright)
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| Yeah they know who it is, this and that, that and this
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| Faux fur drag behind me, you already know the biz it’s (Yeah)
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| (Bones), look who just stepped in
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| (That skinny white pimp)
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| Where do I begin? |
| (Yeah)
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| I began in the land that was frozen
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| Spent my time huddled around the fire just hopin' (Oh yeah)
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| Till I turned 14, thawed out and noticed
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| That they don’t lock the doors on the cars around the corner
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| If you wanna detect me you need sophisticated sonar
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| Ash drop slow, but the snow fall slower
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| Never had the funds till I struck with the scrap
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| Yard full of metal, crowbar in my bag
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| (SESH)
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| (Well, alright)
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| Hey Bones man, hey Bones, what’s up my nigga, how you doin' mate? |