Hollow Bones

Let's go to the basics, man

One

Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back

Stadium packed, linebacker nigga flash stacks

See through yellow lines, rock a fly jersey in the summertime

Gah, magic marker rap, bleed Benadryl, relax

Wrote this, coming at you crab ass cope

And snatch your ice off, chilling in the back, throw the lights off

Waves, water blend, rhyme flowing slow motion

Thick snare, I feel it like a snail in the ocean

What's your wish? Wanna Kringle like Kris

Melodic single dart snap a nigga just like fish

You fucked up, some rich niggas you done test, yo

Select the wrong department and niggas pulled up your dress

Style molest that canal chain nigga where your vets at

Flexing make me wanna bless that, yo

Saddam Hussein niggas light the torch and we flaming niggas

Autograph that, flatten all the main niggas

It's yours

The world in the palm of your hand

It's yours

Twenty-three million of useful land

It's yours

The seed in the black woman

It's yours

Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan

It's yours

Yo, super freak physique like Raphael Sadik

Baby love the ganja leaf every day of the week

Super friends wake up, deluxe gourmet beats

The night is right, I might find me a suite

It's a quarter full moon, I ride woman swoon

Well-groomed, dance hall packed full room

Lady move, peep my glide, peep my zoom

Keep and strive, smoke the lye, smoke the boom

Feel the fumes, consume toxic tunes

Hellbound, species forty ounce typhoon

The ultra violent screen machine move your body touch

The totem pole wobble arc feel this dark thrust

Beams of light stop your breathing, it's hunting season

Honey eyeballing down for no reason

Grab her close, play post, wine and wax floors

Never mind the laws 'cause tonight it's yours

Yo, drop the weight of the round, blast my walkie my preamp

The chance best to revamp, this shit'll get blammed

At full throttle, hot lead propels throughout my nozzle

Crack your skull like bottles, leave you stiff as models

You fag, you couldn't pull one drag off my blunt

You couldn't punch your way out of a wet paper bag

With scissors in your hands, bitch the rizza

I stand close to walls like number four the lizard

And channel through solar panels, blast off like Roman candles

Not vandals, stomp your ass like Rahu McDaniels

You cocker spaniel dogs can't fuck with our catalog

Put your lights out and leave your brain inside a fog

It's only natural, actual facts are thrown at you

The impact'll blow trees back and crack statues

Million dollar rap cruise fold, check the six and explicit

I crystallized the rhyme so you can sniff it

We live this, fitted hats low conceal the crooked eye

No surprise, verbal stick up, put 'em high

Rebel eye outlaw, split second on the draw

Blow the door off the shit like bricks of C4

It's yours

The world in the palm of your hand

It's yours

Twenty-three million of useful land

It's yours

The seed in the black woman

It's yours

Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan

It's yours

Take out my beaver, baby blue Glock in the safe

Seen Dorothy in the garden getting skeeted away

We hold the belt, son, that's my word

Spot a rapper, run him down, throw him out in the third

Yo, check it, I think like the man behind the register

Evergreen smoking the stakes, rhyming power made me treasurer

With third down, six to go, flash the strobe lights

Some open risen hit me off lovely and I love you

With root beer thoughts, here's a tennis court for your birthday

The baby face of rap politic with Sade

Avenging eagle crooks rock the W in Spiegel books

And hijack Bush kings came through and stopped your whole juke

Spit fire Kangols, watch Tony train the gang of hoes

Painful like hearing the news like when your man go

Ends blow, windy at times, watch the roof shake

Your girl love to sit out the song, now watch her water break

It's yours

The world in the palm of your hand

It's yours

Twenty-three million of useful land

It's yours

The seed in the black woman

It's yours

Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan

It's yours