Perhaps we can make a deal....
Who is it? Dr. Jekyl or Mr. Bones?
Come quick cuz Im still, Im chillin at they fuckin door
But wait a minute, could you unlock the door? Youre in my jam
Cause I can do it man, I know I can
But is it me or Mr. Bones rappin?
Tombstone tappin
Voices laughin
When we castin
Many spells or many hexes, you cant even tell
So go and help fore your brain swells
Part of being a sick man is tryin to keep my sanity
Label my tapes explicitely because of the profanity
But wait a minute, Im the fuckin killa
Ill hang yo ass up like Michael Myers in the cellar
A dweller
Im on the display, its sad but true
But, uh....fuck you
Cause I aint got shit to prove
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
Verse 2, Im still psycho-trippin
Im on the hunt for a bitch that I can stick my dick in
But if she give me some shit
Mr. Bones, or hell, anybody, its a guaranteed wig split
With an axe to the dome
Fuck the chrome
Because Id rather get my bone on
And get my bone on is what I must
Im leavin niggas three-six degrees, turnin suckas to dust
But when I bust
Never felt no tragedy
The roads that I walk are filled with dirt so feel no panic
Still broke
Im the funky brother named Bones
And Im always on the run, let the skin stone
But the biotridy is comin quickly
And if you step in my path, Im gettin with thee
So if you try to take me on
Never come alone
Or youll feel the wrath of Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Bones
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
All my friends say Im a cool young man
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