Bones - Rap Lyrics






Sesh, What, Yeah
Bass striking like Tyson in the fucking first round
I could love you like Marvin and it be his father who put you down
I could feed if you starving or I could keep you in a drought
I could show you what it takes and make these peasants bow right down
I'm a God, I'm a legend
Hear the beat and then I'm in heaven
Don't got no faith in religion
No motherfucker can tell that I'm wrong, cus' I'm right
You my own fucking mind
White skin, black lungs
Silent movie when I rhyme
Lavish soap up on my spine
I don't got no money on my mind
I'm just trying to live my life
Take a deep a breath, and now I'm fine
Beat beating like my heart
Been the same from the start
Just a young fucking punk
With some hate inside my heart
Teardrops while I'm smiling
Probably laughing while I'm dying
I be coughin' to the coffin
I be rhyming till' I'm Audi
Get back, Get back
Motherfuck real rap
Bucket hats, bucket seeds
Like a young fat pack, boy
You can't do it like me
Got a hundred and one bitches and they all like me
That's gorgeous, flawless, they fuck me while I'm flowin'
The skinny white pimp, I'm the motherfucker ownin'
The weeds and seeds and It's creepin' up on the trees
And the leaves, they be fallin'
Breaking up on the concrete
You ride for your team
Say you lying through your teeth
You could sell a million records and still never be me
Bitch aw, you praying
I look at you like you playing
You talking to the sky like you gone get an answer
Here's an answer for your question
If you trying to get a lesson
Take a seat and fucking listen
Cus' this class is now in session
I'm the best, I'm the best
I am rap in the flesh
I am flow, I am cold
I am crack, I am dope
Getting high from the sounds
My eyes low to the ground





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  1. �.... ....

    . Sesh.

  2. M.... ....

    Like 667

  3. j.... r....

    [Verse 1]
    Sesh, What, Yeah
    Bass striking like Tyson in the fucking first round
    I could love you like Marvin and it be his father who put you down
    I could feed if you starving or I could keep you in a drought
    I could show you what it takes and make these peasants bow right down
    I'm a god, I'm a legend
    Hear the beat and then I'm in heaven
    Don't got no faith in religion
    No motherfucker can tell that I'm wrong, cus' I'm right
    You my own fucking mind
    White skin, black lungs
    Silent movie when I rhyme
    Lavish soap up on my spine
    I don't got no money on my mind
    I'm just trying to live my life
    Take a deep a breath, and now I'm fine
    Beat beating like my heart
    Been the same from the start
    Just a young fucking punk
    With some hate inside my heart
    Teardrops while I'm smiling
    Probably laughing while I'm dying
    I be coughin' to the coffin
    I be rhyming till' I'm Audi
    Get back, Get back
    Motherfuck real rap
    Bucket hats, bucket seeds
    Like a young fat pack, boy
    You can't do it like me
    Got a hundred and one bitches and they all like me
    That's gorgeous, flawless, they fuck me while I'm flowin'
    The skinny white pimp, I'm the motherfucker ownin'
    The weeds and seeds and It's creepin' up on the trees
    And the leaves, they be fallin'
    Breaking up on the concrete
    You ride for your team
    Say you lying through your teeth
    You could sell a million records and still never be me
    Bitch aw, you praying
    I look at you like you playing
    You talking to the sky like you gone get an answer
    Here's an answer for your question
    If you trying to get a lesson
    Take a seat and fucking listen
    Cus' this class is now in session
    I'm the best, I'm the best
    I am rap in the flesh
    I am flow, I am cold
    I am crack, I am dope
    Getting high from the sounds
    My eyes low to the ground

  4. S.... D....

    Bass striking like Tyson in the fucking first round
    I could love you like Marvin and it be his father who put you down
    I could feed you if you starve or I could keep you in the drought
    I could show you what it takes and make these peasants bow right down
    I'm a God, I'm a legend hear the beat and then I'm in heaven
    don't got no faith in religion no motherfucker can tell me that I'm wrong, cause I'm right
    in my own fucking mind, white skin, black lungs silent movie when I rhyme
    lavish soap up on my spine I don't got no money on my mind
    I'm just trynna live my life, take a deep breathe and now I'm fine
    beat beating like my heart, been the same from the start
    just a young fucking punk with some hate inside my heart
    teardrops while I'm smiling probably laughing while I'm dying
    I be coughin' to the coffin. I be rhyming till' I'm Audi
    get back, Get back, motherfuck real rap
    bucket hats, bucket seeds like a young fat pack, boy
    You can't do it like me, got a hundred one bitches and they all like me
    that's gorgeous, flawless, they fuck me while I'm flowing
    the skinny white pimp, I'm the motherfucker ownin'
    the weeds and the seeds and It's creepin' up on the trees
    and the leaves, they be fallin', breaking up on the concrete
    you ride for your team, say you lying through your teeth
    you could sell a million records and still never be me
    bitch aw, you praying
    I look at you like you playing
    you talking to the sky like you're gonna get an answer
    here's an answer for your question, if you trying to get a lesson
    Take a seat and fucking listen, cus' this class is now in session
    I'm the best, I'm the best, I am rap in the flesh
    I am flow, I am cold, I am crack, I am dope
    getting high from the sounds, my eyes low to the ground

  5. T.... N....

    This is fire

  6. L.... ....

    Did he shout out memphis? Heard him mention trees...

  7. R.... N....

    Imagine bone thugs on this track

  8. S.... J....

    I don't think ill ever get over this song

    S.... J....

    me too, I keep coming back every few months (if not more often)

    S.... J....

    me tooo

  9. U.... B....

    who produced this beat?

    U.... B....

    Koursky Lion

  10. T.... W....

    Can't stop playing this song..

  11. D.... S....

    yeahh bud

  12. h.... g....

    Here from seiras Snapchat

  13. P.... S....

    In my own fucking mind.

  14. T.... W....

    If anyone knows where the instrumental to this please link me DM on twitter @ty_woodson or instagram @fununcle_ DO NOT HESITATE

    T.... W....

    that's my beat 2018 I do beat leases check my soundcloud Koursky Lion and contact me we can do business

    T.... W....

    Rvidxrsodope please credit (prod. Koursky Lion) on the title track

  15. B.... K....

    Sesh, What, Yeah
    Bass striking like Tyson in the fucking first round
    I could love you like Marvin and it be his father who put you down
    I could feed if you starving or I could keep you in a drought
    I could show you what it takes and make these peasants bow right down
    I'm a god, I'm a legend
    Hear the beat and then I'm in heaven
    Don't got no faith in religion
    No motherfucker can tell that I'm wrong, cus' I'm right
    You my own fucking mind
    White skin, black lungs
    Silent movie when I rhyme
    Lavish soap up on my spine
    I don't got no money on my mind
    I'm just trying to live my life
    Take a deep a breath, and now I'm fine
    Beat beating like my heart
    Been the same from the start
    Just a young fucking punk
    With some hate inside my heart
    Teardrops while I'm smiling
    Probably laughing while I'm dying
    I be coughin' to the coffin
    I be rhyming till' I'm Audi
    Get back, Get back
    Motherfuck real rap
    Bucket hats, bucket seeds
    Like a young fat pack, boy
    You can't do it like me
    Got a hundred and one bitches and they all like me
    That's gorgeous, flawless, they fuck me while I'm flowin'
    The skinny white pimp, I'm the motherfucker ownin'
    The weeds and seeds and It's creepin' up on the trees
    And the leaves, they be fallin'
    Breaking up on the concrete
    You ride for your team
    Say you lying through your teeth
    You could sell a million records and still never be me
    Bitch aw, you praying
    I look at you like you playing
    You talking to the sky like you gone get an answer
    Here's an answer for your question
    If you trying to get a lesson
    Take a seat and fucking listen
    Cus' this class is now in session
    I'm the best, I'm the best
    I am rap in the flesh
    I am flow, I am cold
    I am crack, I am dope
    Getting high from the sounds
    My eyes low to the ground

  16. v.... r....

    Dope lyrics and song and the beat GOD DAMN

  17. E.... K....

    The beat is sick!

    E.... K....

    Fuck yea it is?

  18. P.... P....

    Ghettoboi

  19. J.... V....

    I do crack

    J.... V....

    Jordan Verdugo welcome to the suck.

    J.... V....

    so i can work longer

  20. D.... L....

    Is this on sound cloud

    D.... L....

    WHAT'S THE POINT OF COMMENTING THAT JUST SEARCH FOR IT ON SOUNDCLOUD DUOHEJOHSIFHSUIDHFISDH

  21. C.... ....

    Thank you for this upload. One of Bones' best songs, easily.

    C.... ....

    True man