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 getcha 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 circle 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 my hoe, if you tryna fuck with BONES
Always talking shit until I break into your fuckin' door
Blood spilled, kill my hoe, if you tryna fuck with BONES



Credits
Writer(s): Elmo O Connor
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