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letra de bobbymackey's - bones & na$ty matt

[verse 1: bones]
young living legend
i don’t need no mac-11
feed her pills to she k!ll
then i smoke and resurrect em’
b-tch i’m creeping in the kut
spider webs up on my blunt
blood dripping from my wrists
got veins full of drugs
locked away in the cellar
got a girl like sarah gellar
only smoking if i let her
i’ll be k!lling if i tell her
young freddie prinze jr
i don’t need a f-cking ruger
b-tch i sound like bodies dropping
and i look like school shooters

[bridge: bones]
let it bang, let it bang, let it bang, let it bang
1,2,3 young bones on the creep
let it bang, let it bang, let it bang, let it bang
it’s the skinny white pimp gripping on the switchblade

[verse 2: na$ty matt]
nasty, nasty
might catch your body, like a trust fall
h-ll in a cell vs. chris benoit
my cl1ck in the presence
feel how cold the air gets
bones up on the vhs
looking for the blair witch
[?] visuals satanic rituals
brainwash a nice girl to pop that thing to mystical
can’t believe your eyes but you know i’m too real
got that f-cking thing tucked, like buffalo bill
resident evil: raccoon city
drugged out zombie b-tch snorting blow off of jill’s t-tties
but this ain’t a game on the playstation
i don’t exist i’m a f-cking myth
figment of your imagination

- bones naty matt

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