Lyrics Bone Splitta - SMO, David Ray, Cypress Spring

Bone Splitta

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Yeah, you know what time it is
Yeah, if it’s brown, it’s down
Look like that freezers gettin' low
Ah, we can’t have that
Load 'em up boys, let’s go
I’ma bone splitta, ready for the winter
Gone 'fore breakfast bringin' home dinner
Big buck huntin' for a wall mount
When I’m in my tree stand waitin' with my finger on the trigger
It don’t matter what season, I don’t need a better reason
I’m a muzzle loader lover, and I’m ready for the squeezin'
I’m a Real Tree wrapped, Diamond compound bow
With a bloodline pulled back ready to go
Bone splitta, splittin' bones
Knockin' down dinner and bringin' it home
All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo
Bone splitta, scope on tune
Squeezin' my trigger 'til I hear that boom
Click-click boom, big buck getter
Boy you better know I’m a bone splitta
You know I use that Cold Blue to hide my scent
I spend more on accessories than I do on my rent (Come on)
Rollin' down a goat trail lookin' for a big lick
Spottin' mule dear droppin’s by an old rock fence (Ahh shit)
Double back and cover my tracks
Up ahead in the thick I see a grand prize rack (There he is)
Catch my breath, make my aim
One shot ringer, yeah, that’s dead game (Come on)
Bone splitta, splittin' bones
Knockin' down dinner and bringin' it home
All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo
Bone splitta, scope on tune
Squeezin' my trigger 'til I hear that boom
Click-click boom, big buck getter
Boy you better know I’m a bone splitta
Get me in the Millenium with that Mossy Oak on
Got that Thompson/Center with the on
Take a deep old breath and slowly look to my left
A rack comin' through the woods about to put him to rest
I’ma get the doe bleep on just to draw him on in
It’s full rutt he’ll be movin' on in
All these accessories I got you know I’m in it to win
I’m rockin' scent killa catch you just down wind
Stepped 'bout a hundred yards finally got in the clear
Dropped tines stickin' in his ear
I hear the train in my head, heart beatin' out my chest
So I slowly squeeze the trigger let do the rest
I got the four-wheeler loaded with the kill of the year
Take it back to the camp, celebrate with a cold beer
Tag it, wear it, claim my prize
Smells like we havin' venison for dinner tonight, night
Yeah, the country done gone soft if you ask me
I mean damn if you’re gonna take my guns
Over my dead body
Oh you better know I’m a bone splitta
You say huntin' is a blood sport
Yeah, it’s in my blood alright
And I’m damn proud of it
One shot winner yeah that’s that
Come on
Bone splitta, splittin' bones
Knockin' down dinner and bringin' it home
All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo
Bone splitta, scope on tune
Squeezin' my trigger 'til I hear that boom
Click-click boom, big buck getter
Boy you better know I’m a bone splitta