Okay,ButThisIsTheLastTime - BONES

Sitting in the motherfucking dirt just hurt

Always bitching about you never get the shit that you deserve

While you rotting on the curb Ima take off with the birds

Waiting for the right time but for me now works

We forever create levels hit the lever kill the power

Every dot a witching hour on the clock upon the mantel

Don’t be acting like you mental you don’t really wanna feel it

Hearing what ain’t really there seeing what you know you isnt

Exhale blow the leaves strip search all the trees

Bones like his forest sharp leave if you don’t want to bleed

All they wanna be is me all I wanna do is leave

I contaminate the minds of the viewers of the slang

Fuck

And I thought it would be different

Still the same message don’t care if you listening

And you use to be doubtful

You play the game but sesh make the console

How many fucking times do I gotta go and say it

You ain’t fucking with us touching anything we fucking made

They watch then repeat through their own shit

But they’ll never duplicate the flow bitch

If it ain’t sesh then you know I don’t know it

If it ain’t our show there ain’t no point in going

I am what they not

They land in the rocks

I’m a motherfucking problem, oh

I aim for the brush but I landed on the top

This a good little spot I know

I am what they not

They land in the rocks

I’m a motherfucking problem, oh

I aim for the brush but I landed on the top

This a good little spot I know, oh