InLovingMemory Lyrics – BONES
Singer: BONES
Title: InLovingMemory
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Walk up in your spot and block and turn it to a grave
Put them drugs up in my face and watch me turn into a slave
Every day, every chance I get I take on the stage
In my grave, either way I’m gettin’ paid
Humans like to speak on me and put the smile up on my face
Ear to ear, I’m who they fear, they know I bloody up the place
Grip that pistol with precision, end up in court, yeah, all my b#tches dead, dead
Like I’m filmin’
“Ooh, ooh,” what they singin’
Men in Black, don’t remix it, I want him to remembеr me
Punch into a different bеat, the dead is in the infantry
I’m spittin’ like an infant, baby, AK on my hip, it hit
This old CD on my hip, b#tch, I don’t stop until I hit
Them forty-six’s on me flip and now everybody but fifty
So here, I went in by your bed, I need to simmer down
Sittin’ on it, come with me, we can hear that pistol sound
Sittin’ on it, come with me, we can hear that pistol sound
Sittin’ on it, come with me, we can hear that pistol sound
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