[Intro: BONES]

What?

SESH

Na$ty

Yeah

[Verse 1: Na$ty Matt]

Gold rings like Sonic

240SX that's onyx, creepin' on the Enkei's

The same color as chronic

All black like Mabel, chairs, ladders, and tables

Hardcore young Corleone, with a bad bitch like Sable

Raccoon City, downtown, hipster bitch but her ass round

New Balance draggin' on the ground

Like Sgt. Slaughter, I'm camoed down

All my dogs in black civics

Me and my dogs with plastic bitches

Cartier frames clear lenses, that means no limits

Keep my teeth glossy, lace me up with Versace

Gold chains from the swap meet

I'ma Prophet like the Posse

That ghetto D all about that gettin' green

Baby bottles full of that fuckin' lean

Dreamcast on the fuckin' screen

It's 1999 got the Lexus riding clean

Gold BBS', nasty popped up on the scene

In the back with the machete, in the front with that Glock 19

[Chrous: Na$ty Matt]

Gold mouth, pistol player

Dead man, undertaker

Zombie pimp, 3 days later, white Lexus wit' a gold pager

Night of the living bread, brain tissues fed

Give me head til' I'm left for dead

Gold mouth, pistol player

Dead man, undertaker

Zombie pimp, 3 days later, white Lexus wit' a gold pager

Night of the living bread, brain tissues fed

Give me head til' I'm left for dead

[Verse 2: BONES]

Masked up like Mysterio, I don't really think that they hear me though

Black and white like the acolytes, I take your girl to the afterlife

Turnbuckle, throwing suck-its, DX when them guns bustin'

Flame throwin', I ain't slowin' down for no one

My life's a fuckin' pyro blast and I'm comin' down

Hate me then, but you love me now

Goldberg that jackhammer, Hunter Hearst, that Sledgehammer

Godfather that hoe train, they down to fuck with the whole team

If you down to ride just hop aside, we can blow the spot like propane

I'm back, like that, flow goin' like a turbo Vette

Sir Mix A Lot, I get a lot of butt

Young Billy Gunn, I get a lot of ass

I'm pullin' up to your damn spot, you tappin' out, I'm shamrock

TitanTron I rip it down, it's a big show that you can't stop

Na$ty ridin' in shotgun, Na$ty loadin' that shotgun

Talkin' down about me or him, Na$ty bout to go pop guns

Global gang, golden wings, TeamSESH til' the end of days

Crackin' skulls, I'm breakin' bones

I'm doing numbers, young Yellow Page

[Chorus: Na$ty Matt]

Gold mouth, pistol player

Dead man, undertaker

Zombie pimp, 3 days later, white Lexus wit' a gold pager

Night of the living bread, brain tissues fed

Give me head til' I'm left for dead

Gold mouth, pistol player

Dead man, undertaker

Zombie pimp, 3 days later, white Lexus wit' a gold pager

Night of the living bread, brain tissues fed

Give me head til' I'm left for dead