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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BONES
BONES
Performer
Lyson
Lyson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elmo O'Connor
Elmo O'Connor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lyson
Lyson
Producer

Letras

Jumpin' out the mud Twistin' blunts with my eyes closed When I was comin' up Bitches died and now they bite flows Wrist like a light show Glisten while the time pass Pop you while you playin' Do the same way they did Dimebag Jumpin' up in and I'm lettin' it go Bumpin' you, buggin', got no where to go Fuck a discussion, I'm killin' a flow Turnin' up Bones, always stick to the prose Fuckin' with me and I promise you die Homicide victim, now your mama cry Don't get caught slippin', hang you out to dry One in the air before I go to slide High when we ride, bulletproof caravan Like a soccer mom, see it and say, "That can't be them" No need for alarm, I'm just checkin' in I know your whereabouts and how you livin', man The graveyard warden, tombstone holdin' Heard your shit once, it's like you're trying to be boring First class boarding, 'round the world touring El booked the shows and my family sends your orders Jumpin' out the mud Twistin' blunts with my eyes closed Jumpin' out the mud Twistin' blunts with my eyes closed
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