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Fm
Droppin' down hoppin' out straight out the casket
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Pop lock and drop ya like Huey done asked me
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Mud on my corpse if you crazy I'm batshit
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Bones be the one the game hate with a passion
Fm
When did it start, I think I know
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The second I chose to come out of my tomb
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Everyone gather and hold hands and let out a big
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Fuck you Bones
Fm
On two one two
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Coming through
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Your crew look like too wong foo
Fm
Give a fuck about your loot
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Motherfucker gimme truth
Fm
And if you all out of the latter I'mma have to take the first
Fm
Try to bop me for my spot
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Hold up, someone get this boy a hearse
[Hook]
Fm D#
I'm taking the long way home tonight
I just need some space, I don't wanna live today
Fm Cm
Ran into the crow of the after life
He opened up his beak whispered, "Bones, please come with me"
Fm Cm
Dead boy, what big eyes you have
Fm
The better to see you with
With hands of the witch cursed with one grip
Fm
I will rise from the fire
Fm
Finna blow away with the breeze
Fm
Reporting live from the core
Fm
Making it hard to breathe