LONG DARK NIGHT (explicit version)

                       
Bonez

Lyrics

- INTRO -
"Bah weep gragnah weep nini bong."
("the universal greeting" sample from the 1986 'Transformers' movie)

- VERSE -
It's all about getting beat down and left for dead/
and going strong all alone when the rest have fled/
it's about never backing down and taking the hits/
about keeping it together like a braid and a twist/
it's all about jottin' the words & playing the riffs/
recording, mixing the ingredients & making a hit
and getting on point like a fadeaway when it swish/
whether you sober, getting crunk or inhaling the piff/
it's all about catching the vibe and spreading the feeling/
cuz you know they gotta have it like sexual healing/
it's about discovering yourself, projetcing, revealing,/
and pushing the product like you're a veteran dealing/
it's about looking at a hater straight in the face/
and not letting him phase you, let 'em say what he say/
it's about knowing your strengths and knowing your weaknesses/
and to yourself, being the dopest emcee there is!/
it's all about having versatility/
manipulating words like a surgeon lyrically/
tweaking the music until you're sure you feel the beat/
until you feel them shaking with that nervous energy/
it's all about understanding your craft/
and knowing how to pull a rabbit out the magical hat/
hacking Orcs to pieces with your battling axe/
or getting pyrotechnical and having a blast/
it's all about showing love to your crew/
but understanding that nobody better come before you/
and that the next man's hustle's got nothing to do/
with the moves you gotta make so don't get stuck like a fool/
running round and round in circles chasing your tails/
and not taking any risks cuz you're afraid that you'll fail/
go and catch you a big fish, turn a page in your tale/
like Captain Ahab baiting a whale/

- HOOK -
I hock and spit bcuz I got persistence/
y'all workhorses can't trot the distance/
dropping hot shit so you can stop and sniff it/
twenty four seven open up the shop for business/

- VERSE -
It's about looking in the mirror everyday/
and not caring that you're pushing thirty, getting the grays/
not letting these trivial number get in the way?
just like it's never too late for you to get into shape/
it's all about never letting anybody define you/
they talk behind your back bcuz they're riding behind you/
that means you two steps ahead, drive by 'em like I do/
you're hating's too weak to be dividing up my crew/
it's all about loyalty to the fam/
the ones you know that you could trust with a key to the pad/
having them for the ride, never leaving 'em back/
let's have a party at my crib for peepin' the tracks/
it's all about having no regrets/
having peace in your soul when you go to rest/
man, I've made a few omelets and broke some eggs/
but I've got both hands and both my legs/
for this long road to walk holding wifey's hand/
it might be a beach and it might be sand/
it might be a dark night, we might be damned/
but as long as she's with me, I ain't frightened, man/
it's all about saying "F it!" sometimes, know what I mean?/
say whatever you wanna but you ain't slowing the dream/
every word out your mouth, straight baloney to me/
I'm-a walk like the big macaroni with cheese/
it's all about just believing in self/
and serving y'all the sweetness like Keebler the elf/
go ahead and curse my album to never leaving the shelf/
but if I'm-a be damned, bet I'm-a see you in hell/
it's all about never being all about just one thing/
keeping your listeners guessing, keeping 'em wondering/
too many done thuggish and too many have done "bling"/
too many of y'all need a hug you ugly ducklings/

- HOOK -
I hock and spit bcuz I got persistence/
y'all workhorses can't trot the distance/
dropping hot shit so you can stop and sniff it/
twenty four seven open up the shop for business/

- BRIDGE -
Listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
never back down, they got persistence/
C'mon and listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
never back down, they got persistence/

- VERSE -
it's about facing odds, saying "I have to beat this!"/
like the prince of Zamunda chasing after Lisa/
sharpening your saw so you can hack a deep cut/
you can have a real woman, or keep tappin' cheap sluts/
digging in your pants for your platinum visa/
you can freestyle, or you can write a master thesis/
you can take bad advice from ass backwards people/
or learn from your own mistakes, man you need to/
it's all about having no shame in your game/
don't be that one that take their dignity and trade it for fame/
get to chillaxin' every now and then and lay in the shade/
and when you're ready to get pumped like an inflatable/
dame put the pedal to the metal and remember to breathe/
and when you get an instrumental, be the better emcee/
every letter that you're penning better definitely/
be incredible, you get to represent for the beat/
so make it bang hardcore like a conjugal visit/
cuz the game's all yours if you're on top of your business/
a little rainfall pouring shouldn't bother your picnic/
remain y'all's course and stay strong to the finish/
it's all about persistence, duke it out to round seventy/
stomp a Shelbyville-an by the hometown lemon tree?
even if you come out of the win missing eleven teeth/
live to see your first born born some November week/
live to see your childhood homie getting married/
get together, act a fool like you're Moe, Curly and Larry/
get to loookin' pimpin', pay a visit to the hair cutter/
and if he don't do you right, he don't get a nair nuddah/
live to see the family pet, Coco Bear - waddup/
I make it obvious to y'all like a scared stutter/
it's B-O-N to the EZ, your long haired brother/
from another mother, F-er U-cker, playa shut up and just.../

- BRIDGE -
Listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
never back down, they got persistence/
C'mon and listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
never back down, they got persistence/


- HOOK -
I hock and spit bcuz I got persistence/
y'all workhorses can't trot the distance/
dropping hot shit so you can stop and sniff it/
twenty four seven open up the shop for business/


- BRIDGE -
Listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
never back down, they got persistence/
C'mon and listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
never back down, they got persistence/


- ENDING -
it's about dreaming and believing/
persist, succeed and never settle, keep it moving/
never doubt what has happened and when/
no pain equals the end, there's wisdom in conquering/
every challenge you meet,/
never accept defeat/
you keep on fighting, be it for yourself or your family/
live so long as you breathe,/
never seek sympathy/
you live, you learn 'til it's your turn to go persistence is key/

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Bonez

Lyrics

- HOOK -
They see you & then they move/
believe me, I tell you the truth/
D'Evil that men can do/
evil that men can do/

- VERSE -
You get slapped with the quickness for not puttin'/
out five fingaz to the face and you get slapped in the mouth/
tryin' to tell him no means no could get you killed/
how it feel to receive dick against your will/
or get Ike'd and stranded, bare ass and/
all don't try to blame it on the alcohol/
you can't expect respect moving as fast as y'all/
letting him palm your ass like a basketball/
beware D'Evil that men do without any regard/
the wrong head is in charge, and now you're setting him off/
cock-tease the wrong man, he cocks back a strong hand/
open hand slap make you nap a long nap/
at least it's better than getting popped full of lead/
hospital bed just for not giving head/
this dude'll pull out a pistol for no reason at all/
trying to fill you full of his hard meat in the raw/
people think that evil men have only one face/
the world's too big for them to gather all in one place/
from England, Japan, Afghanistan,/
to the USA they give half a damn/
cuz you could be tied up and thrown in the trunk/
or get held for ransom by some criminal punk/
and get fed to the pigs and ripped into chunks/
and you beg for your life, but they ain't givin' a fuck/
don't get cut up into pieced and then mailed to your fam/
or get done like The Departed where they breaking your hand/
you don't wanna be that guy getting tossed off a building/
paraplegic, and now you've lost all the feeling/
from the waist down, they found you all bloodied up/
the fact that you're alive, my dude, you'z a lucky fuck/
you'll be wishing the police had arrested you/
getting caught the fuck up in the evil that men can do/

- HOOK -
They see you & then they move/
believe me, I tell you the truth/
D'Evil that men can do/
evil that men can do/


- VERSE -
E to the V to the I to the L/
reach far beyond the streets, man they thriving in jail/
communicating with the block as they lie in a cell/
and it ain't that simple that they die, go to hell/
man, you can't kill them off like weeds in the lawn/
better not piss them off yo, believe in this song/
cuz they love to do dirt, they need to do wrong/
like whiteboys in the burbs need trees in a bong/
it's a full time job, and they're trying to get paid/
business as usual, why would it change/
even after they know there's wire taps on the phone/
stone cold like Albanians trafficing hoes/
to these low life dudes spending riches for bitches/
what calamity, shit hits the fence and/
fuck your family, business is business/
pimpin' since pimpin' since pimpin' since pimpin'/
and you know law enforcement's got rotten apples/
everybody knows that cops are assholes/
for no reason get thrown into the fence/
you say police brutality, they say resisting arrest/
better hope somebody's got the video tape/
cuz a police state is just a criminal state/
they're the biggest gangsters east coast to the west/
nightstick to your face, to your throat, to your chest/
nine broken bones a little closer to death/
they don't show no mercy, they don't show no respect/
we don't stand a chance, and we try living peaceful/
we got picket signs, they got nine millimeters/
and don't even get me started on the church's closet/
collection plate picking your purse and pocket/
better say a prayer cuz I curse your alter/
this man is sick, call a nurse and doctor/

- HOOK -
They see you & then they move/
believe me, I tell you the truth/
D'Evil that men can do/
evil that men can do/


- BRIDGE / VERSE -
Based on the books your prophets wrote/
Eve ate the apple in Adam's throat/
banned from Eden for Adam's apple/
take any man as a bad example/
Nagasaki, Hiroshima.../
the devil's explosives blow shit up/
worldwide military weaponry/
if I speak out, they might threaten me/
killers, thieves across seven seas/
shooting sprees kill precious seeds/
tax my cash by aggressive means/
spend it on death like reckless demons/
but my hopes will not collapse/
i'll smoke and write lots of raps/
Dark Night float across the map/
spread love while they launch attacks/

- HOOK -
They see you & then they move/
believe me, I tell you the truth/
D'Evil that men can do/
evil that men can do/


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Do You

06:24
Bonez

Lyrics

- VERSE -
I spit so mean, mix so clean/
bump it loud, there's no tip-toeing/
wrists - no bling, shit's only/
compensation, little dick phonies/
i'm only here to set the mic ablaze/
pile the ash & let it fly away/
smile and laugh when I rhyme insane/
slide of hand at the Try-N-Save/
homie, I got game like Bonestorm/
in a hiding place like old porn/
I find my flame, fry my brain/
my lion's mane gets so warm/
we 3rd degree burning trees/
serve emcees like courtesy/
Boston jersey with the 33/
lost and worried with your nervous tweak/
I'm feeling fit, healing quick/
getting ready for the worst, throwing heels and fists/
let's just live, protect the kids/
respect our wiz, and spread knowledge/
I stay trying to better this man/
rhyme in the night, and tend to the fam/
when the sun comes up, breakfast in pan/
P90X, hit the chest and the back/
gotta stay strong, run around with the seeds/
rock the mic, and cut down on the green/
DNR, the sound of a beast stay/
pounding the beats out loud in the streets/
now we can see who got the classic verses/
keep your day job, or practice, birth hits/
can't spit like I spit, you'll have a hurt lip/
feels so good to be back to work kids/

- HOOK -
See, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
I bring this music to life/
you're a buffoon with a mic/
don't try to be someone else/
or come beg me for some help/
just have belief in yourself/
beat down a beat to the death/
No, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
I'm bringing music to life/
you're all confused by the hype/
you need to embrace your talent/
do you, and make it classic/
with fluid grace and balance/
I give you a taste of magic/

- VERSE -
I'm whooping behinds, putting the mines/
on the ground, don't step one foot or goodbye/
up in the sky, yo - look at him fly/
he would've been fine, just shouldn't have tried/
to spit uranium like I do/
my family tree, we got the finest roots /
only pay mind to the nicest groups/
venomous apple, don't bite my fruit/
and don't blame me, I didn't ask for the gift/
like y'all didn't ask for your asses kicked/
on any damn mic these hands can grip/
I guess that's just life with a tragic twist/
I'm Good Will Hunting, you're Forrest Gump/
make the most of your time before it's up/
instead of spitting that same old boring stuff/
go cop a feel of what don't get touched/
I'm-a pour a cup of horchata patna/
all the right ingredients to rock the spot, son/
DNA, a monster roster/
pissing on the lawns of the casa blanca/
confident man, astonishing jam/
book a DJ and call on a band/
crowd full of peepz in the palm of my hand/
no stopping the plan, it's all for the fam/
Cochabambino, que cosa mas lindo/
les mando amor y carino/
cheers to y'all, voy a tomar un vino/
blaze para estar un poco tranquilo/
fake thugs stay foolish and able/
and you're all just doing what they do/
i wonder if you would be able/
to bring something new to the table/

- HOOK -
See, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
I bring this music to life/
you're a buffoon with a mic/
don't try to be someone else/
or come beg me for some help/
just have belief in yourself/
beat down a beat to the death/
No, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
I'm bringing music to life/
you're all confused by the hype/
you need to embrace your talent/
do you, and make it classic/
with fluid grace and balance/
I give you a taste of magic/


- VERSE -
Put down the sword if you box/
don't use a toy vs a glock/
do focus more on your smarts/
don't kick down doors, pick the lock/
do be a master of you/
who peep disaster and move/
not down to trust in some clowns/
who get found no pulse on the ground/
do light a fire with your spark/
and shed some light on your dark/
produce the finest of art/
no limits, rise above all/
dismount from the cock that you ride/
and swallow your pride/
you're not that celebrity'
you just pretend to be'
harness your energy/
beautiful melodies/
continental rise depth I wrote 'cha/
sick as H20 Mexico, son/
no matter if it's ink or a pencil stroke, a .../
...classic like a Heath Ledger Joker/
you don't have to try to be the next Lebron/
and it's sad, but it's true, Pac's dead and gone/
now everybody wants to be the next big don/
and call a lot of bad shots like the pentagon/
but it's not about having more radio spin/
or watching hard earned cash blow away in the wind/
making it rain, oh - I make it storm/
with raging force like Crazy Horse/
or Raiden bitch with the 'haya-baba-lay'/
rhyme eternal and live to fight another day/
so, don't copy son, Simon didn't say/
I'm one of a kind and Dark Night is here to stay/

- HOOK -
See, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
I bring this music to life/
you're a buffoon with a mic/
don't try to be someone else/
or come beg me for some help/
just have belief in yourself/
beat down a beat to the death/
No, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
I'm bringing music to life/
you're all confused by the hype/
you need to embrace your talent/
do you, and make it classic/
with fluid grace and balance/
I give you a taste of magic/


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Bonez

Lyrics

- CONVERSATION AT A FUENERAL -
(sample from the movie 'The Five People You Meet In Heaven')
Priest: "How old was the deceased?"
Friend: "I don't know."
Priest: "What can you tell me about him?"
Friend: "You mean about what he was like? ... He was great.  He'd do little things for you sometimes, help you out."
Priest: "How about personally?"
Friend: "Personally, ... I know that he loved his wife very much."

- VERSE -
Let's get lost on the beach and leave our prints in the sand/
and talk about life together with these rings on our hands/
remember how we got here, all the things in the past/
make the most out of today, I just wish it could/
last but tomorrow isn't promised, so it's pointless to wish for/
I don't want the fast life, I want to slow it a bit more/
keep it real simple, find beauty in the small stuff/
staying cool in the heat, smoothies in a tall cup/
I'm not a rich man spending money ludicrous/
but I'll cook dinner while you rent a couple movies quick/
and we can feed the dog under the table/
good conversation now and get comfortable later/
until I ask you again, "what are you doing with me?"/
and you tell me I'm the one, and you're as cool as can be/
and that you're not going anywhere, not moving your feet/
it's you and it's me, my sweet beautiful V/

- HOOK -
You've given me the balance that I needed bad/
Now I believe in magic cuz I see it happen/
You make me feel like I was born to do great/
Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

- VERSE -
It's like a whole 'nother level of clarity since you married me/
I asked you and apparently a life with me is where you see/
yourself, ... in health and in sickness/
trying to ask myself for forgiveness for the wealth and the riches/
not being ours, so let's get down to business/
I see a storm coming, whip the tent out and pitch it/
when some company is needed, pay a friend's house a visit/
family keeps us together like ten thousand stitches/
we're both scarred in one way or in another/
used to be so simple saying prayers with my mother/
didn't think that I was ready, I was scared that I loved you/
and now we're taking care of the Bear's little brother/
I hope we're there for each other 'til the end is getting near/
road trips to New York, walking Strawberry Fields/
you can tell me anything, I'm not afraid to lend an ear/
before it's too late, I need to make this very clear/

- HOOK -
You've given me the balance that I needed bad/
Now I believe in magic cuz I see it happen/
You make me feel like I was born to do great/
Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

I'd be too lost on my own to foster this home/
In the dark and the cold without a heart and a sou/
You make me feel like I was born to to great/
Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

- VERSE -
There's so much to tell you and there's never enough time/
to put exactly how I feel together in one rhyme/
there's never gonna be enough space on a page/
for me to tell you how I'm ever more grateful today/
to come home to a smile that can light up the room/
and make space in my bed right beside me for you/
and all the other little things we tend to take for granted/
because the little things in life are what create the magic/
it's never gonna be perfect, but then I'm thankful that it's.../
...you that gets me through all the days of sadness/
we're in a world so cold full of crazy madness/
that's why we try to spread love, keep the equation balanced/
so I can look at my son and say "you're one of the good guys"/
and "you can't measure a man by his money or foot size"/
you look at me like I'm the man of the house/
nothing in life has ever made me feel this happy and proud/
this is the most important song in my life/
and you're the only one I've ever thought of calling my wife/
up and down the Highway counting the stars in the sky/
I'll protect you from the evils in the darkest of nights/
preparation for the worst, concentration on the good times/
let's learn lessons from the great misunderstood minds/
avoid repeating the mistakes of the past/
appreciating everyday because the days will go fast/
and in the blink of an eye, we'll wake up old and grey/
reminiscing together, talking about the golden days/
I can picture your smile now, just as beautiful as ever/
holding hands, slow dancing to the music that we treasure/
you and me together, it's making me shed tears/
so grateful you chose me, you gave me the best years/
the truth is I go to sleep and wake up with you in mind/
who could try to deny you and I doing fine/

-ENDING / VERSE -
Who could try
(it's you and it's me)
to deny
(my sweet beautiful V)
you and I?
 (it's making me shed tears)
I can see into your soul when I look through your eyes
Who could try
(it's you and it's me)
to deny
(my sweet beautiful V)
you and I?
 (it's making me shed tears)

Just look for me inside your heart and you will find

- HOOK -
You've given me the balance that I needed bad/
Now I believe in magic cuz I see it happen/
You make me feel like I was born to do great/
Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

I'd be too lost on my own to foster this home/
In the dark and the cold without a heart and a sou/
You make me feel like I was born to to great/
Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

...I can see into your soul when I look through your eyes
...Just look for me inside your heart and you will find

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Bonez

Lyrics

- VERSE -
Like John Lennon said, all I want is some truth/
and so I do just that when I'm up in this booth/
muthafuck what y'all thought I've come here to do/
you can speak for yourself, I got nothing to prove/
this is me doin' me like masturbation
if you can't handle words, well then that's the breaks kid/
I get under your skin like agitation/
and I'm not leaving, like the Iraq invasion/

- VERSE
Inside of me - a random beast/
years of wisdom command the leash/
track is hot but I stand the heat/
fake emcees can not plant their feet/
billboard - a bland elite/
soul control, shift and delete/
can't compete with swift hands and feet/
win with grace, withstand defeat/

- VERSE -
Introduce, no need/
if you don't know me/
nigga I don't care here to get all of these/
mentals that are impared by all of this cheese/
niggaz acting so scared just to live and let be/

- HOOK -
In the concrete streets - laws of the jungle/
my doggz off leash, and y'allz in a muzzle/
you pussy cats are so soft and subtle/
we'll rock this world 'til it fall and crumble/

- VERSE-
Glitz and glam lack technique/
sucker-freestyles - cans of meat/
ham for the cam, you spam the beat/
pander the fans you scam and cheat/
down with the bling, ban the hype/
let a man's man man the mic/
I'm like Bam-Bam when I land a strike/
hit a grand slam for the fans' delight/

- VERSE -
Get deep, not cheap, niggaz know I dive deep/
Water flow, Bone & Dro running train on dang beat/
acceler-propeller moving on them two wheels/
2 Men-E! Not him! Killin' on them blue steels/

- VERSE -
Some of us do good, some hope for evil/
some of us hope for change like homeless people/
some of us racist, some know we equal/
I lay back, just enjoy the freak show and be cool/
some of us like to rap and sing about having "bling"/
you shiny rock followers/
why do so many men wear a girl's best friend/
like cock-gobblers?/

- BRIDGE -
We're like a pack of lions/
dressed in all black and hiding/
springing the trap in silence/
and you know you can't deny it/

- HOOK -
In the concrete streets - laws of the jungle/
my doggz off leash, and y'allz in a muzzle/
you pussy cats are so soft and subtle/
we'll rock this world 'til it fall and crumble/


- VERSE -
So it's left to right to right, black to right tonight/
come on 2, hit just like dynamite/
rap is sweet like Mike and Ike and/
I not fuckin' with your hype, I got my own/
on or off or ink the microphone/
holler at Kim, she linked the microphone/
depth to the art like bass and baritone/
tie it all in, go big or go home/

- VERSE -
We own the mic like balls in a jar/
are you keeping up with us? Can you follow so far?/
DNA off the leash when I call on my doggz/
steaming piles get dropped all on your lawns/
the harder the beat, the harder the song/
Dark Night making noise like cars with alarms/
bump it loud so it startle your momz/
yo, excuse me a minute while I sharpen the claws/

- VERSE -
Dishing out hits like UFC
the fluency of a true emcee/
Chakra flows like Buddah's chi/
clandestine, who is he?/
take heed, my bloody roar/
knuckle heads and slutty whores/
from sea to shining gully shore/
fools make it rain and money pours/

- HOOK -
In the concrete streets - laws of the jungle/
my doggz off leash, and y'allz in a muzzle/
you pussy cats are so soft and subtle/
we'll rock this world 'til it fall and crumble/

(We're like a pack of lions)
(dressed in all black and hiding)
(springing the trap in silence)
(and you know you can't deny it)

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Bonez

Lyrics

- VERSE -
I stimulate your senses like a hit of the bombest weed/
bleed my soul through pens and print it for all to read/
concrete jungle, and we live in the tallest trees/
and we don't ask for a lot, a little is all we need/
blessed with humility, so it doesn't bother me/
hearing through the grape vines the shit that you're talking b/
see me in the flesh and you witness a walking beast/
you - straight sorry like a written apology/
muse needs fuel, so I'm giving it all it needs/
I'm deeper than the surface like hidden 'symbology'/
calling the doggz out to sick all you costumed freaks/
a beast like Bird when you dish and he pops the three/
crowd goes wild, money! swish! and they're on their feet/
Verbal Assassins load the clip, find the mark and squeeze/
verses on point, I'm a lyrical monster chief/
and here's a gift from me to you, my dick in a box for free

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Bonez

Lyrics

- VERSE -
Get your mind right, open up the window if you will/
fuck a closed minded-hater trying to tear down the shit you build/
this is real, don't be terrified, I'm the caring kind/
I try to do unto others as they want through their paradigm/
but I know I got rage even off stage/
sometimes I cut my own fam with a sharp blade/
but it's a double edged sword, I get cut too/
I apologize, please believe me - I love you/
I'm a rough dude, man - but I shed tears/
over things in the past and all my intense fears/
this world is a cold beautiful nightmare/
most of y'all don't give a shit, a few of y'all might care/
there's a time to be a human and a time to be an animal/
the evil that men can do - curb stomped mandibles/
the rich are so rich, and the poor are so helpless/
we're at the mercy of men with corazones selfish/
and so vein, cocaine, living fuckin' large/
who claim they were made in the image of a god/
they do us real dirty, and our children gettin' robbed/
universities cost, damn - time to get another job/
we're all running towards or away from something/
fat asses on the floor feeling lazy, sluggish/
testing my flow is like testing Krayzie's thuggish/
I don't fuck with top forty, never play their rubbish/
I sit and contemplate the meaning of my existence/
I ain't stressing about H-1 and getting touched by it's sickness/
I'm ill enough, hock-tooey, contageous/
hundreds of thousands of bars, fluently spray/
shit and I vent like Carlin, chug pee!/
I love my karma and my karma loves me/
dawn the armor and drop bombs from above geese/
solve my problems like Darth Maul and bust thee/

- HOOK -
(one mind) life compass, slash conscious to guide you/
(one heart) life clock, we all run out of time soon/
(one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
we can all be great if we're all willing to be/
(sunlight) shine bright so that they will remember you/
(becomes dark) watch out, beware the evil that men can do/
(one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
we can all be great if we're all willing to be/

- VERSE -
I know a piece of god (buddah) is inside everybody/
if you're not your khakis - you're not your Maserati/
why'd they have to kill the Don Killuminati?/
should have killed Bill, or bombed the new Denali/
some folks deserve more than slashed tires/
flash fires - (get a grip) like my dad's pliers/
tax payer necks tapped by some vampires/
damn liars, propaganda scams buyers/
I rap higher, their wrapped in flat tire/
and so vein, a brain full of bad wiring/
weak foes exposed in a satire/
my pen writes, vocal cords cast fire/
billionaires - prepare for a vast drought/
flip your world upside down while you're passed out/
can't blame karma cuz it lashed out/
i draw tanks, smashing through your glass house/

- HOOK -
(sunlight) shine bright so that they will remember you/
(becomes dark) watch out, beware the evil that men can do/
(one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
we can all be great if we're all willing to be/

- VERSE -
Down with execs and private jets/
most of us collect the slightest checks/
I cast a hex, you'll be perplexed/
Wall Street rats ransacked, defeat the rest/
you can't steal from a million folks/
lie and cheat for civilian votes/
sly devils - I bash your minions' hopes/
Dark Night - a group of brilliant blokes/

- VERSE -
I know a little love is inside all humanity/
we can take flight and defy the laws of gravity/
there's only a close few who I'd call my family/
a mad scientist trying to fight off insanity/
we got the right to pursue and discover happiness/
haters try to stand in our way because we have a wish/
fools grilling beef get their muthafuckin' asses kicked/
me and my brother - bread and butter, another classic hit/

- VERSE -
No physical feature is good indicator/
regardless of race - it should be a neighbor/
no matter the face - it could be a hater/
god is all creature, love meager to major/
it's hard to care if the people are strangers/
but all unify in the heat of some danger/
no stranger anger, but freedom is greater/
burn your burdens and breathe in the vapors/

- HOOK -
(one mind) life compass, slash conscious to guide you/
(one heart) life clock, we all run out of time soon/
(one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
we can all be great if we're all willing to be/
(sunlight) shine bright so that they will remember you/
(becomes dark) watch out, beware the evil that men can do/
(one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
we can all be great if we're all willing to be/


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Ironman

12:46
Bonez

Lyrics

-VERSE -
After this epic verse, I'm done with this rap shit/
I'll unplug the mic, hang it up, you can have it /
know you're probably shocked, like - what's up with this madness?/
my mic inside a time capsule under the matress/
that's all kinds of backwards like a tumble and backflip/
y'all know how I do, man - I cuss and I crack wit/
nobody needs to trip, nobody wants to get fat lip/
looking busted in the mirror, blood on the napkin/
I'm-a spit a couple verses with the minimal of curses/
compound-syllablye, lyrical the wordsmith/
I can print it, I can cursive, there isn't nothing worse than/
the heart of a no heart quitter in a person/
I thought I told y'all it's all about persistence/
every now and then we all strike out and whiff big/
no surrender like Bone Thugs, pound the spic fist/
I go the distance like my son's fountain pisses/
I hit the booth and try to grasp my focus/
spit something so vicious - they'll have to notice/
everybody's life story's got dramatic moments/
I try to take shallow minds and crack them open/
get your mind in the zone, maybe pack a bowl hit/
look around for a pen and notepad, now quote this/
shout out to my fam who I'm glad to roll with/
it seems that the years have been passing so quick/
we've just gotta keep making moves and that's that/
even when shit happens and you get slapped back/
learn from your mistakes, follow clues and backtrack/
come back strong in part two and smash cats/
sharpen the sword and keep pushing record/
'til we can buy all the things we couldn't afford/
I keeps it humble, make beats that rumble/
THC in lungs, holler peace and love son/
2 am session - that's a day in the life man/
black light glowing at the base of the mic stand/
spit and hit hard like a dangerous right hand/
storm on the horizon - better change up your flight plans/
my band consists of me, me and me/
like Agent Smith trying to see Reeves bleed/
be a nine-deuce Barcelona Dream Team beast/
who twice in a lifetime achieved three-peat/
fuck yeah, let loose like border patrol dogs/
it's not looking good like a horrible scorecard/
touch up the mixdown and lower the floor tom/
staying up writing past 4 in the morn dawg/
is he really 'bout to spit three hundred and four bars?/
Olympic gold caliber flow, I warned y'all/
no matter what you call it - I'm just making music?
you can pass it to the left after taking two hits/
let me get you high for the long dark night/
write a verse in pitch black by the alarm clock light/
if bad dreams come around - just man up/
you're not really getting beat down in handcuffs/
you're not really 'bout to get murdered in cold blood/
you're not about to see the whole world just go nuts/
like 2012 - fighting for survival/
you wake up to a blunt, get to lighting it and fire up/
about to wrap up another album real soon/
spit at the top of my game? yeah, I still do/
nastier than a bathtub with mildew/
in memory of Yak - pop a bottle and spill brew/
Ironman like a P90X dude/
patience before I decide the next move/
studio monitors shaking the cave walls/
corner pocket - going straight for the 8 ball/
I blaze up and let the pen control me/
reminisce about Yak, one of the best of homies/
stay incognito to the death - shinobi/
free hand reaching for the weapon slowly/
murder the mic, spit like a vet, an o.g./
don't really get drunk, but hell yes I smoke weed/
spit hot fiyah, pay attention closely/
shout out to my fam in the seven-0-three/
you'll know when I'm coming, you can feel the drum/
hit rattling the rim - with the steal, he dunks it/
bump in the trunk, sick beat you're thumping/
get down like your momz on her knees to suck dick/
my name on your wall when I pee in public/
Billie Jean's not my lover, I just beat it up quick/
in the back seat - damn, we got feely-touchy/
fogging up the windows, steamed it up quick/
just give me a pen, a few pieces of paper/
a nice ass beat with unbelievable flavors/
more bars than AT&T, The Creator/
my pen stay dripping, I don't need an eraser/
fuck a 3 minute 30 second top ten single/
I can't seem to stop like we've popped them Pringles/
get big like Paul, George, John and Ringo/
DNR on your cell phone - cop the ringtone/
subject change - I ever tell you how I kill beats?/
how I make it's life liquid pool and spill streaks?/
abuse it and move the crowd like President Bill's speech/
and serve it any way you want like outdoor grilled meat?/
slapping the crap out of beats, calling them Nancy/
you wish that I keep my fingers off 'em like hands free/
make it say my name bitch, like Jim with a band geek/
white girls down for a dick in the ass - freaks!/
I hit 'em where it hurts like a cock-puncher/
make it do a hundred push ups like - DROP! .. "One, Sir!"/
straight shittin' on a beat like a commode/
keep a super bowl packed, peace piping the dro/
session's getting mad late and it's such a beast sound/
the beat's too beat for another beatdown/
but I keep going like Ike on Tina/
spit 'til the beat applies ice to deep cuts/
spit 'til the drive runs out of gigabytes/
get the cave more dark now and hit the lights/
loving what I do, man - I'm proud to grip a mic/
whack muthafuckaz wonder how the shit I write/
so many bars on this caliber, no hoax/
have a seat son, you can't chatter with grown folks/
you got a thousand bars? I got a thousand or more quotes!/
step up your game a little faster you slowpokes/
any day now could be your time to shine/
and you won't ever have to work another nine to five/
workin' in the stu, feeling alive inside/
all you do is live good, get high, and rhyme/
'til you can't fight the sleep and them tired eyes/
more verses to write and you gotta find the time/
I don't get much sleep and I ain't trying to lie/
spitting on 'til I fry my entire mind/
holy shit like John, Peter and Paul/
guess who's in the booth again, good evening y'all/
put the crackberry down, I'm not receiving your calls/
I got three hundred bars and I'm unleashing them all/
take a breath here and there, I got green in the jar/
and it almost feels like PODing with Dolph/
man that's old school shit like cleaning the cloth/
signing off - B O N E Z and I'm gone/
...standing by the window listening to the rain hit/
verses create lift, everyday it's the same shit/
my rhymes hit hard like a blunt of the K-Biz/
left-right panning make the cut so spacious/
your mind is a base, my rhymes invade/
it I'm patient, never wonder where the day went/
every now and then - DNA collaboration/
swerving out of control, I guess it's time to have the brakes fixed/
ProTools 8 - holler back to the make-shift/
microphone hanging from the ceiling by the tape strip/
the difference between a slop box and a great mix/
began exploring that back when I was in grade six/
four band EQ, that was amazing/
positioning the speakers all kinds of locations/
there must be no antidote, I remain sick/
spitting everywhere from the closet to the basement/
you can't do much against four aces/
a Spartan phalanx in full formation/
kidnap the boss on christmas vacation/
reinstate bonuses or die in the snake pit/
I got a verse for any occasion/
got verses more fat than two plates of bacon/
verses for the haters we be driving ape shit/
put a smile on their face like a Joker facelift/
everybody wanna blow up like a bra with fake tits/
overnight celebrities, rich and famous/
only seeing five percent, signing shit so anxious/
dreaming about rotation - getting in your playlists/
I don't make club music for the women to shake hips/
I dig into your hearts through the non-invasive/
emancipate y'all from mental slave ships/
and rhyme deep thoughts for your entertainment/
super sweet 16s like MTV/
will bring energy through the centuries/
third eye stays open cuz it helps me see/
who the hell we be, the mic sets me free/
got holes in my head to let the thoughts flow freely/
shoplift the brain, never get caught, so sneaky/
I'm hard to recite, you better lock your repeat/
'til you recognize what I do is not so easy/
casting my footprints on this earth/
it's not about which rapper spits the longest/
verse but about who's verse got the strongest worth/
with back to back to back bars and words/
I'm a real simple dude just leaving his mark/
spilling his soul from way deep in his heart/
puffing trees in the park while I'm feeding the dog/
he wheeze and I cough, and I start releasing my thoughts/
like, the world's my blank page and I'm it's pen/
no boundaries to how far my rhymes extend/
I put the bump in your ride like a seismic ten/
bitch slap writers block in my mind again/
I'm a veteran emcee, I was rhyming when/
Bone Thugs did The Art Of War in ninety-sev../
..en, it's time to get real, so why pretend?/
I'm-a move this crowd like Simon Says/
rocking all black , stealth mode - head to toe, every show/
no point in being an artist if you never grow/
hybrid joint like middys getting mixed with some better dro/
it makes me feel beast like I'm Mr Incredible/
fuck a hangover, blaze good and stay good/
get high powered like a black belt when he break wood/
the world's so diverse and you just want to stay hood?/
diversify your funds, son - before it's too late, could../
..any freestyle spit verse test my scriptures?/
get lyrically fit first or spit 'til your lip hurts/
so many rappers don't even love what they do/
only in it for a groupie bitch, a blunt, and a brew/
my shit's the shit down to the dick you dicks/
drum beats get beat down and hit with sticks/
a magician's gift, I'll show them bitchez tricks/
piff give lift, and I spit lyrics/
to the fans in Bolivia - les agradezco/
Dark Night show you love, mi hijo les manda besos/
these all night bowl sessions queman el pecho/
burn like the roof is on fire with a flecha en el techo/
I spit fire like Beowulf's bastard son /
o hot you'll retreat, turn back and run/
this shit's so easy, I'm just having fun/
Pip to Jordan alley-oop, two handed dunk/
blaze one with me, let me take you to the moon/
cuz a fat ass blunt is still safer than a shroom/
expand your mind beyond the petty beefing/
heads with no brains - let us/lettuce leaves 'em/
bad company is like a black cloud overhead/
back stabbers, rat bastards, .. that's how cold it gets/
two people exchange words 'til pap-POW! no more threats/
and somebody gets a fat round hole in chest/
gotta be low key, take it slowly/
the old me would jump the gun but it ain't '03/
me and my bro - we've found our own queens/
together - both seeds .. legacy proceeds/
trying to make bucks like Bucks, got big dreams/
that's why I spit mean bars at windscreens/
nothing in the music biz is what it seems/
suits mislead with fine print you misread/
do it independent and become your own biz/
upgrade to wifey, dump your old chick/
don't let temptation butt-fuck your focus/
on some average groupie that loves to blow dick/
you gotta be ready incase someone approaches/
and needs to catch wreck, slug with both fists/
crazy ass haters wanna cut your throat quck/
no reasoning with them, fucking hopeless/
it's all just a matter of the caca-dookie/
dropping shit like when I plop a two piece/
I get inside the booth and start hocking loogies/
these hundred bar verses ain't nada new chief/
if only Randolph could be here today/
to spit rhymes in the park with the three and play/
he could meet JR and help him steer away/
from trying to be somebody else, make it clear and say../
..you gotta love who you are and love what you got/
watch for the ball breakers busting cocks/
try not to engage in fisticuffs a lot/
cuz the cops come quick with them cuffs and locks/
you could lose your rights, or you could lose your life/
don't be a fool and try to look cool and die/
pay a heavy cost for your brutish pride/
it's a .. suicide! - it's a suicide!/
this life's too short to be sad forever/
or be materialistic chasing after treasure/
get your mind right, get your act together/
and create big things like a mad inventor/
I could change the world with one platinum quote/
far greater than I ever could casting a vote/
my rhymes are chain letters like passing a note/
put a smile on your face like cracking a joke/
chasing after cars - my doggz pissing wild/
since the last album, i know it's been a while/
now I'm a man with a wife and a little child/
multi-talented artist, I got a million styles/
I unleash and get buck, feet to kick nuts/
you don't need to spit none so keep your lips shut/
CDs to get done, trees in thick blunts/
now we can spit chunks, eat a dick son/
and listen up good like you're ear's to the wall/
my mans to the right cut, now I'm dealing the cards/
no matter if you're a soldier or a leader in charge/
cuz I'm about to get sick like a wheeze and a cough/
I only wish I could reach you and teach you the art/
we could all be beasts with sharp teeth and some claws/
and come together like folks who Tai Chi in the park/
cuz I want freedom for we like I want freedom for y'all/
but some of y'all not seasoned like meat in the raw/
think you're keeping it real, but you're keeping it wrong/
hitting corners drunk, looking for a beef and a brawl/
talk shit cuz you''re thirteen deep with your doggz/
wouldn't dare pick a fight if we even the odds/
so enhance your damn calm like a Swedish massage/
swear to god you're a strong man heaving a log/
a used-to-be tough guy like Steven Seagal/
probably fight mad dirty like feet to the balls/
the kind who's quick to pull a gun for no reason at all/
making crowds hit the ground like leaves in the fall/
POP!-POP!! .. oh, the humanity of it all/
alcohol, greed and guns - a bad combination/
like bleeding and salt can't believe what you saw/
grown folks acting stupid like teens in the mall/
or Mr no rubber lover who beats it up raw/
who fucks and forgets her, mistreating her heart/
making all kinds of promises, speaking real soft/
I relieve stress when I drop a beat for the song/
get my forest fire on, burn trees - and I'm gone/
I make noise like a fire truck - ring the alarm/
and if you drop a whack album - your CD will get tossed/
Dark Night hard to see like a flea in the fog/
and I've come to bring the fuckin' pain like a knee to the jaw/
I mix the good shit like combination lo mein/
verses get in your head like a bullet straight to your brain/
spit nasty and hardcore like taking your dame/
and busting a fat one in her face with no shame/
you can watch me blow, I put the flame to propane/
fuck blazing a trail - incinerate the whole game/
I leave subwoofers blown and the radio slain/
so I can get the last word like Horatio Caine

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Bonez

Lyrics

- HOOK -
Yo, hit the lights! I'm-a cast a spell/
Beautiful And Dark - BAD as hell/
scream if you wanna, get loud and yell/
call a priest if you're scared, go grab your cell/
"Oh father help me, say a prayer/
say one for the kids too, they get scared/
we hope and pray you show a way/
to make the voices go away it just goes/
on and on and on and on and on.../
with that mean man's mean song/
all bad dream long"/

- VERSE -
It's a full moon out tonight/
candles burn in a circle, turn down the lights/
casting spells that distort reality/
so don't confuse this for insanity/
I throw a bunch of words out in all directions/
a little fair warning just for y'all's protection/
parental advisory's effort to silence me/
futile! the instrumental's alive in me/
I don't choose the words, they choose me/
to control the mental picture you see/
I'm unpredictable like Bruce Lee/
no style, no origin reign supreme/
I can forge your flow - only twice as hot/
at any venue with a PA and a mic to rock/
doing this 'til the death like I tied the knot/
boogie-man is coming - find a hiding spot/
I want all four walls painted black/
crazy flows - I demonstrated that!/
"he's out of his mind." - maybe that/
a maniac, still conversate with Yak/
still say a lot of things that you might dislike/
one look and you might think - the violent type/
yo, forget that - I don't wanna die tonight/
just get high and write and shit dynamite/
spit cyanide and just let it flow/
bump loud like the World Magnetic Show/
taking y'all to school, giving lessons, yo/
these stepping stones towards progressive growth/
words penetrate the deepest souls/
and raise eyebrows on all these "descent" folks/
bowls get packed and my peepz - we roast/
shout out 2, Stafa, Curtis, E and Os (...capital E and Os .. Os ..)/

- HOOK -
Yo, hit the lights! I'm-a cast a spell/
Beautiful And Dark - BAD as hell/
scream if you wanna, get loud and yell/
call a priest if you're scared, go grab your cell/
"Oh father help me, say a prayer/
say one for the kids too, they get scared/
we hope and pray you show a way/
to make the voices go away it just goes/
on and on and on and on and on.../
with that mean man's mean song/
all bad dream long"/


- VERSE -
"...I can't believe he just said what he said/
cover your ears kids, we're exiting left/
I wonder what that tattoo says on his neck/
I won't let him corrupt the eggs in my nest/
cuz he speaks so strange and so fast/
and I bet not a day can go past/
that he don't stay blazing the grass..."/
shit-talkers - pain in my ass/
enhance your calm and slow up/
and how about y'all grow some nuts/
your panties all in a bunch/
needing alcohol in your cups/
I write for the listeners keepin' an open mind/
our souls collide.../
I'm-a pick your brain open like/
it ain't nothin' and stroll inside/
waltzing around like I run the place/
balls in your mouth cuz you want a taste/
it's dark and it's loud, beats bump and shake/
harden the sound, turn up the bass/
pass me the mic cuz now it's time/
to send chills like ice going down your spine/
a verse so nice that I'm proud to rhyme/
rehearse what I write like a thousand times/
to lyrically infect you with the sickness we inject/
me be politically correct? you must be dicking me erect/
pen your dreams and then watch them come to life /
ike a home with your first born son and wife/
pick up some rubber for the love tonight/
"and get the big ones" - "fuckin' right!"/

- HOOK -
Yo, hit the lights! I'm-a cast a spell/
Beautiful And Dark - BAD as hell/
scream if you wanna, get loud and yell/
call a priest if you're scared, go grab your cell/
"Oh father help me, say a prayer/
say one for the kids too, they get scared/
we hope and pray you show a way/
to make the voices go away it just goes/
on and on and on and on and on.../
with that mean man's mean song/
all bad dream long"/


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Bonez

Lyrics

- VERSE -
Bring your A-game inside the booth/
spray flames and light a fuse/
break chains, untie a noose/
make way for higher truth/
I kill it every time I get on - son, what you trying to do/
peace homie, beasts only - no one invited you/
patiently polish the verse prior to publishing/
no you can't predict the next line in my rhyme if you're wondering/
I'm trying to make the top 10 plays - rise up and dunk it in/
nobody seen it coming just like that Tyson and Douglas thing/
been a long dark night and a massive agenda/
my life is a drama / tragic come-dy with action + adventure/
whoopin' Mr Han's monkey ass - the Dragon has entered/
spitting knowledge until I'm a wise old man with some dentures/
stay rehearsing, researching the gift deep beneath surface/
and seek purpose, keep working to third degree burn/
it the beat's hurting, sneaking off and calling for help, chief/
I murder it like it's the last song on the LP/

- HOOK -
It's guaranteed that you'll die/
so what are you leaving behind/
does the thought of being forgotten put a tear in your eye/
one day you'll take your last breath and though the family mourns/
make every last word count and immortality is yours/

- VERSE -
I'm trying to escape this dark place like I Am David/
wish we could fly away and see the lights of Vegas/
to living like we're famous, until we finally make it/
seeing the world through the windows from inside the spaceship/
looking at hollywood stars thinking they're flesh and bone/
one of the only differences is they own and don't rent their homes/
telling you to "be original" and sweat their clothes/
it's not enough celebs dead yet, who's next to roast?/
I've got a long list I'd like to share, but it isn't important/
too busy building a fortress, mixing the bricks and the mortar/
so once I've built up a fortune - it stays intact and strong/
some people's five minutes of fame don't make it past the gong/
Hulk smash the song, an pound fists in the concrete/
not ripping this raw beat would be killing me softly/
I deliver it harshly like - "you're fired! get to steppin'!"/
rhyme writer and his weapon, now hiring some henchmen/

- HOOK -
It's guaranteed that you'll die/
so what are you leaving behind/
does the thought of being forgotten put a tear in your eye/
one day you'll take your last breath and though the family mourns/
make every last word count and immortality is yours/


- VERSE -
Every last word counts, everybody's listening close/
most of y'all's lyrics are jokes, too damn simple and slow/
all you can talk about is brand names, bitches and hoes/
it's pitiful yo, go fix yourself a big cup of joe/
it's gonna be a long dark night, but I'll try to guide you/
light the fire inside you so you don't try do what I do/
while my homie stays playing his guitar like a beast/
the monster-is released/
too late to bother calling police/
some people really hope to get themselves off of the streets/
like homeless people on a summer day exhausted from heat/
flowing like BP oil and I'm letting all of it leak/
rhyming is too fucking easy man - I'm falling asleep/
uh-oh - you're starting to tweak/
holding my hand way out and reach/
my peoples worldwide on this land - stay family/
these haters hating hard, god damn they're mad at me/
double flawless victory AND fatality/

- DRUM SOLO -

- HOOK -
It's guaranteed that you'll die/
so what are you leaving behind/
does the thought of being forgotten put a tear in your eye/
one day you'll take your last breath and though the family mourns/
make every last word count and immortality is yours/


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