Verse
Cm
Where's the truth? Say it in the booth
Gm
Drop bombs on whack MC's that's actin' new
Cm
Its 1992, here we come kickin' doors down
Gm
Sesh Compound, blunts lit, bumpin' motown
Cm
Hit 'em with the pro sound, then I go ghost
Gm A#
Forever in the attic, hittin' all the wrong notes
Cm
I'm the eyes floating in the dark just as I emerge
Gm
You know who it is, I don't gotta say a word
[Hook, x2]
Cm Gm
Bones, it's the Deadboy
Cm Gm
Bones, that skinny white pimp
[Verse 2]
Cm
Yeah they know who it is, this and that, that and this
Gm
Faux fur drag behind me, you already know the biz it's
Cm A#
Bones, look who just stepped in
That skinny white pimp
F Cm
Where do I begin? I began in the land that was frozen
Gm
Spent my time huddled around the fire just hopin'
Cm
Till I turned 14, thawed out and noticed
Gm
That they don't lock the doors on the cars around the corner
Cm
If you wanna detect me you need sophisticated sonar
Gm
Ash drop slow, but the snow fall slower
Cm
Never had the funds till I struck with the scrap
Gm A# Gm
Yard full of metal, crowbar in my bag