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