(feat. Pleasure P) Yes, I'm that old school pimp shit...that G shit...finna take it back...way, way back Meat & Bonez: It was this bitch that I knew
meal Rancid feast live on death Corpses dangle lifeless gray and cold Rotting flesh the meat hooks lose their Hold Stenching body falls onto the ground Bones and
As they eat your pancreas Human liver, for their diner Or maybe soup with eyes Cause of death, still unknown Gnawing meat, from your bones Bone saw binding
I ran from the tide Won't let you hide Won't let you hide I drop beats from this processed meat For a conversation, a meditation and I cut waves like
to hide Pass the meat from which I stink of Passed out serving on the side From the meat I'm suffocating Cutting from the bone to hide A noose-knit
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause Stop the song and remember what you used to be Somebody that could fucking impress me We know who we are and what we want to say And
slasher's on my ass Steals my money and smokes my grass Watch your back or you're dead meat baby Throw a dog a bone and you still get rabies Plastic
of treachery the shameless Kiss of vanity the soft and the black and the Velvety up tight against the side of me and Mouth and eyes and heart all bleed and
shit, on some power shit Dog that's my mans and them Eh So what I'm doin' Right, right My mans and them is doin, because Right That's my mans and them
around, singing ashes, ashes all fall down Now watch as the ball revolves and the nightime calls And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls By and
D Bm A Tough Mama, meat shaking on your bones D Bm A I'm gonna take you down to the river and get you stoned. Bm
all for a woman It's all for his home It's all meat on the same bone It's all meat, same bone It's all meat, same bone Same bone, same thing It's all
the prom And he'd buy me a horse, a Porsche and a farm Dan my nigga from down south Used to like me to spank him and cum in his mouth And Tony he was
He broke my jaw and my trainer yelled, "Stop it!" But nobody heard him and he crushed my ribs Blood sprayed off my face and onto some kids They yelled out, "More!" and
shots, oh... [Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride... [Both] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline! [Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and... [Both] We
lets do this (Flesh)-Knocc Out and Flesh, my glock to techs, we comin' 2 serve ya (B.G. Knocc Out)-Knocc Out and Flesh, with tha glock cock, and you
the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang Bone be me gang We runnin' with no hoes and the bigger Bone
