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