Testo WhoGoesThere?

The B, the O, the N, the E, the S
Zero flesh, SESH on my crest
The king of the dead
Makin' a mess, I got ya pressed
I gotcha wrecked
Your mama wept, I heard your shit, I wasn't impressed
Come meet your maker, The Undertaker
I bury the game, make a stain My mind is clickin', it's time to bang
I leave your residence covered in brains
I took your life now your death is in vain
Go to sleep, blood on your sheets, now crank the heat
My neck on freeze, we sucka free
You talkin' shit but duckin' me
Why can't you see you'll never defeat the one that's I
It's suicide steppin' up to me so long bye-bye
I grip the knife, I twist it twice
I watch your blood all over my hands
I want to feel how warm it gets when it meets the air
No one compares, I got you scared
You heard a creak, you hit the lights but no one's there
Let the murder commence, I disappear into thin air
Always talking shit until I break into your fuckin' door
Blood spilled kill a hoe if you tryna fuck with BONES
Always talking shit until I break into your fuckin' door
Blood spilled kill a hoe if you tryna fuck with BONES