ChampagneInTheGraveyard - BONES

With even, I practice with all you bastards

Laying on a rack, now I’m cracking up things they passing

Ash em like tobacco, I cash in and then I stack em

They wonder how it happened now I’m enveloped in madness

Champagne in the graveyard, toast to the KR’s

Two twelves in the trunk banging like a AR

I gotta thank ya’ll for helping me take off

Yet to truly try, cause I know if I did I’d break ya’ll

Down to set em in, Problems less settling

You need to stop sipping and popping all of them sedatives

That shit don’t heal you

That shit won’t help you

That shit just break you

And put you in hell, true

Been speaking this for years

A lot of people laughed

Till they laying on they back knowing this breath’s the last

I wouldn’t wish that on any human

Only thing I’m concerned about is bringing the music

The original hundred SESH songs stay on repeatedly

The ones nobody’s heard, I bump on religiously

The guideline to this shit that I now bring you

You ain’t gotta try if you know that it’s in you

Garage nights, couple

That was the recipe for the shit that we bump

Old news, cold tunes, and gold jewels

Scholar like shoes, Young Duke in a suit

Pocket watch thinking, Sweater untucked

They say it’s preparation, I say that it’s dumb luck

No such thing as fate when you don’t give a fuck

White Punk On Dope coming straight up out the dump