won't stop fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck with That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit Them niggas
(Mr. Bones) I watch your body sway I got the teeth as sharp as ginsu's My species is Nosferatu I got one eye it's red like R2-D2 I spot you Release
anymore To all the holy spooks, I declare war I'll, grave dig them up from Hell, resurrect them From the poisonous bones of swine, I disinfect them
me 'Cause if ya fuckin' step, I'ma step in yo vicinity What, you think I'm a ho nigga, please you ain't on my level Get some rank bitch while I'm diggin' ya grave
Flower girls play lover Grave games in the courtyard I heard her Screaming like a radio Mary Lou left marks on you She just screams at the walls The kite
what you gave me You claimin' I'ma criminal when you the one that made me They got me trapped in this slavery Now I'm lost in this holocaust headin for my grave
fucked wit, when I'm swangin them thangs, in front of outs and I'll bust'em in, gotta load tha clip, when I rip them, slip them slugs up out tha chamber
. I'm sick and tired ah ya nigga startin shit, rumors and war, just cannot fuck wit dem soldiaz Put'em all in tha dirt, when tha glock pop slugs, them slippin them
Mm, mm, mm, yeah Cleveland, better believe it We stay thievin' every last evening, y'all Flesh N Bone, spreadin' my thug luv, havin' a ball Workin'
Nigga, that's sluggin' it Got a feelin' to swang, hang, bang Had a bullet headed to the top, drop And the playa haters same old, Mo Thug, Bone Nigga roll
let me show you how this Midwest rocks, west rocks Let me show you how this Midwest rocks We gon' get this motherfuckin money young'n, what nigga! Hahaha [Bizzy Bone
yellin' (Smellin') I kill 'em and hop in the smug Start bailin' back on the strip by twelve Might as well, set up shop 'til them coppers come up Tryin
'm the keeper nice to meet you, busta fuck with little kids send them all here to me cause them niggaz aint decent we murder All lay them six feet deep
God has given to us No man can take away We are covered in blood, girl You know our forefathers were slaves Let us hope they've found mercy In their bone-filled graves
of the Philistines his soldiers to save Put jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves Then sends them
eyes closed, with no sails I am soaking, I, I am weathered By the winter of mixed drinks Am I dancing, am, am I nervous? Simply spinning in my own grave
excavated... bits of china... Mulberry Row scars still remain. Bones are everywhere, aren't they? Our families spring from their graves. Their Sunday Best don't fit them bones
alive Vagabond, a bag of bones A dandelion blown to a thousand homes With no place to go But who is to say and who's who to know? Vagabond a bag of bones