Cracked Bones (Remix) lyrics

by

8corpses



[Chorus: FIFTYFIVE]
Cracked bones, b*tch, I go f*ckin' mental
Red dot stationed on my f*ckin' temple
Don't f*ck with God, but I'm his favorite vessel
I'ma take your life, you'll be my first example
Cracked bones, f*ckin' mental
Red dot, on my temple
f*ck God, but I'm his vessel
Take your life, first example

[Verse: FIFTYFIVE]
Pushin' all this bullsh*t to the side, I wanna thrive
When I don't even feel like I'm alive, I wanna cry
Keep all this hurt like fifty, f*ck you doin', tryna die?
I'ma do a line and put my gun up to the sky (Blegh)
You gon' feel this pain, tallies on my wrist
Better empty out them pockets 'fore I punch you in your sh*t
I'm a nasty motherf*cker, man, you can drink my p*ss
Lurking 'round the shadows and creeping through the mist

[Bridge]
You're all a bunch of f*cking as*h*les—
You need people like me, so you can point your f*ckin' fingers and say, "That's the bad guy"

[Verse 2: 8corpses]
Look at me, [?] pretentious has-beens
Asinine pompous as f*ck charlatans
Subsequently chronically swatting comment sections
Regurgitated [?], how yo' [?] homonyms
Incoherent bleak motherf*ckers with no common sense
Shut the f*ck up pus*y, you're [?], absent
You don't even know what you're saying
If [?] the G to my face you catch a Smith 'n' lesson
Stampede, motherf*cker, stampede
[?] my enemies, leave 'em slump with the brain bleed blood all on my hands like [?]
Cooking up in the booth, that's a free throw
[Chorus: FIFTYFIVE]
Cracked bones, b*tch, I go f*ckin' mental
Red dot stationed on my f*ckin' temple
Don't f*ck with God, but I'm his favorite vessel
I'ma take your life, you'll be my first example
Cracked bones, f*ckin' mental
Red dot, on my temple
f*ck God, but I'm his vessel
Take your life, first example
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