The Boneyard - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]

I'm finna take them to the boneyard quick

Bringing the body, Beat it

Rest in Peace

The masterpiece that's bloody

The slick rick

Cuttin' a bitch in pieces, on some real sick shit

Then bury the body up in the woods

Then watch the real Blair Witch

Boo Boo, When I'm comin'

Moo Moo, When I'm dumpin'

Muthafucka, I'm a werewolf

Dracula, Always coming after 'ya

Hope you get away before I catch 'ya

Putting a bullet in 'ya noodle

Scrape 'ya brains out with my spatula

I murder bitches like you and I do it on the daily

Might put you in the oven, cook the meat up with the gravy

The animalistic set, 'bout hit you with the rabies

Everywhere I go, the people look at me like I'm crazy

Meet the Beetlejuice monsta'

Bitch, I'll come and haunt 'ya

[?] While I'm blowing on my gunshot

You be wishin' you was dead

I put one in 'ya head

And just like a nigga said

I'll be muthafuckin' on 'ya

Walk up in a party

With my party and an army

Put my hand up on my trigger

'Case you niggas try to harm me

Leavin' a muthafucka scarred, killa charged

Now we walkin'

Runnin' streets like everyday

Her face is purple-r than Barney (Shit)

I be on that Hannibal Lector, Jason Vorhees

Ed Gein, You can vector [?ass?]

I can turn your fucking face into a leather

Mask and the rubber, with the Freddy Krueger sweater

Somebody better tell this muthafucka we ain't playin'

I pick him up and drag him to the basement for the slayin'

And every time he scream, He try to beg me for his life

Another person in your family is dyin', I'm just sayin'

I'm evil, come into your house when you was sleepin'

Put the mallet in 'yo dome, Everything face to play

Put you in the trunk, I hope you kissed 'yo mama bye

Muthafucka, you ain't ever coming back

I'mma take 'em to the boneyard

[Hook: Mark Bone] [x2]:

I never [?] kill an MC, Even if they go hard (Boneyard)

You better watch where 'ya stepping

It'd be a shame if I had to catch you off-guard (Boneyard)

'Yo body bloody and bruised because you got beat down

With a crowbar (Boneyard)

So, never play with a psycho, They'll find your body chopped up

Besides your own car (Boneyard)

[Verse 2: Mark Bone]:

I been murderin', all good

Take [?] of composition

Homey, I've gone nuts

You wonder why whenever you see me, that I be on blunts

[?] inside of my head, yo, I don't give a fuck

Never should've gave me a gun, cause now I'm gonna hunt

Grab it up, Hold it and laugh, I got no timers to

Ride it pass and poppin' the haters, you know it's all fun

Especially whenever you stop and you see 'em all run

No one is gon' realize a killer before it's all done

Watch who you be fuckin' with, cause I'm the wrong one

Not everybody in the hood is [?]

Gotta separate myself from the shook ones

Everybody nowadays, they a crook, son

But they ain't hangin' with the heat when we cook some

In the kitchen, they're sittin', that they look dumb

Cats going off with the bank, call it a snare drum

Never mix the liquor with [?], I'm drinkin' bare rum

I'm getting money over here, while you just stare, bum

So, if you want it, come and get it, I'm gonna bare none

Heavyweight whenever I'm walkin', like I was one ton

Ain't no sense in fakin' and lyin', I keep it one hun'

Psycho like a [?] side, now watch the blood run

Hit 'em really hard, With a [?], I leave them mossed, done

Thinkin' about startin' a serial killer trust fund

Bodies on the side of the freezer, they gon' taste [?]

Dinner and a movie, I do you like Brotha Lynch Hung

Midwest chopper, you notice I got a quick tongue

Brainsick, Twisted Insane, we leavin' lames low

Put the body up in the truck, but don't say nothin'

Especially whenever we ride, I carry a big gun

Body layin' next to the [?] and the big pun

Got myself a shovel, a hole, It's time to dig one