Scorzayzee - Bone Stash lyrics

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Scorzayzee - Bone Stash lyrics

Welcome to the jungle where I never crumble Stumble and slip You mumbling bumbling stuttering fumbling pricks I'm coming hunting with the compa** At night to surprise your bunkers Take ya face off Sew to my head and hide amongst ya My lungs are like a random lethal weapon Keep the reaper stressing Even he was guessing That's why he sleeps with the wessun Everyone's the best of the best in the best division Put you in a stress position Repossess you at ya exorcism Run a thousand miles and beat you in your RS6 Throw a thousand bricks like hundred thousand rowdy kids You couldn't oust me with a thousand cans of house spray Even if you burn me my ashes spill out the outbreak Turn the whole town upside down Have you running like Wee Willy Winky Just in your night gown Walking like a bunch a vigilante witch hunters with the wrong description Hands on the bible like a contradiction Jealousy's the mother of the devil We're from the same school of fish Sea life on another level Chorus Our minds are deeper than the mines of Nicky Oppenheimer Staying independent showing majors haven't got to sign us Line ya pockets with your own craft work your own graft Cus when ya dead you're paying for your own bone stash ..And when you're broke you've got no time to question anything On top of bad health you feel desperate to bring the pennies in They never see the struggle make a prayer for me wish me well I'm gonna life line to fish me out the wishing well Feeling low you couldn't diss me better than I diss myself Shot myself in the mirror and still missed myself You rappers look like rappers and live the life of it But I unlocked the secrets of this art and deciphered it Like the Abjad numerals A dash of red blood And two Tea Spoons of funerals I'm in the booth like a Professor with a monocle With documents You can make an opera from my chronicles We can never share the same longitude and latitude The attitude of most profound views are spoken with platitude Make you sacrifice a rothschild that's the only order Catch you when you shapeshift Drown you in the holy water Chorus They give us more bread and more circus That more surplus for the serpent's cause Being a servant is like the poors purpose I climb the walls of the furnace of eternal damnation Setting to the fire to the mansion on the plantation Feeling like an overworked doctor No appreciation like they dropped me from a copter With a co*ktail of medicine for sick spitters Biomechanics Neurological microchip triggers When I was born the nurse slapped with a one off limited edition Sticker then they started bidding at six figures Should of realised my souls and life priceless Until I'm in between worlds and they hold lighters I'm in the lab with Weldar's mask Working on myself The last war left my pelvis snapped You can draw your own conclusions Illuminated with a forcefield of ablution