TheHandOfTheWitch - BONES

«Apparently when he was getting his hay…

And he was getting it, I suppose, where he shouldn’t be getting it maybe…

But uh… he heard a banshee…

And he dropped everything and ran home and he was as white as a sheet and he

was frightened of the light and he got an awful fright, but like…

And somebody in the area… somebody be known to him had died…

Upon the night never has it so happened.

No. Believe it or not it could be

anything…»

What it is

What it is

I say the word and it’s over

Fuck what they told ya

What it is

What it is

The best in the world

Don’t care what you heard bitch

What it is

What it is

Fuck is the problem

Got em resolve em

I’m the resolver

Show up end all em

Mind fadin off so I gotta get rollin

Motions fluid like oceans

Got em' out wonderin' what’s the commotion

Look all they see a corpse is smokin'

Til I turn BONES and show them who own it

How does he pick up the world and just mold it

Almost as of it ain’t nothin' to hold it

Shit, now I want it

But she can’t have it

Shit is too fragile

No one can hold it but me and I’m glad too

Sittin' in the backyard smokin' new dope

While you wonder why your work don’t work

You can work til it hurt then they lower you in dirt

Then I kill your whole discog, just one verse

People hate fakes so the people hate you

The word got out now your friends hate too

Water level risin', only thing you can do

Let your lungs fill with the fluid, yes

What it is

What it is

I say the word and it’s over

Fuck what they told ya

What it is

What it is

You bet the world

Don’t care what you heard bitch

What it is

What it is

Fuck is the problem

Gotta resolve them

Might not resolve them

Show up and dole them

My fate enough so I gotta get rollin'