BONES - Garbage

MyFavoriteColorIsRain

If I see you in the flesh, I hope you know
Your friends aren't around gotta hold your own
Lay you down turn you to stone
Lying in the gutter this is your new home

If you knew me you would hate me
When you meet me you gon' say I thought that it'd be cool
Everybody trappin' now, everybody rappin'
So you doin' it but I'm doin' it
Riding in to pick up dopein
When they get close so hold me
Air vent up, I'm smoking
No scope but you know I'm loaded

Oh, see that boy get close
Uh, see that boy get roasted
Should've never tried to play me
Just a young scumbag from the dirt roads
No nothing can change me

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Writer(s): Elmo O Connor, Curtis Heron
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