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