Mortuary

The Virus

Fuck with me, done with me, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck)
Ready to ride, I'm ready to die
I wish you all good luck (luck)

Blade on my side, taking your hide
Bitch, a dead man finna cut (cut)
Look in my eyes, I'm ready, it's time
To show you what the fuck is up

Back with that new shit, ride with the crew, bitch
Skeleton settlin', bones about to crack
I thought you knew, bitch

Corpse full of mucus
I be with them tools and
I can just abuse this
Without my blade, I'm clueless

Swing with the sword, I'm swangin' bitch
Yeah, pop and I drop and I'm slangin' shit
Quit with all the chit chat
That's how you get your ass capped

You with the deadman
Hit you like a flashback
Look where they runnin', you'll never be safe
I'm on your trail I know your scent

Steppin' up on the scene (scene)
Rips up in my jeans (jeans)
Cuts up in my mind (mind)
Slice you up, then leave (leave)

I am the one who shanked ya
BONES is naughty by nature
Lay you on the tray, then I fuckin' cremate ya



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Elmo O Connor
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