Bones

Fe, fi, no fun, I smell the blood of an American, if the conman comin' at me
Then alive or dead, yeah, I’m a grind a motherfucker’s bones and take his bread
'Cause this the game I play, we’re gonna do it my way until I don’t worry 'bout
pay
And I’m a do it by not soundin' like the rest, cliche, I mean you Lil' A
Me? It’s in my DNA, they’ll find out when they coronate
Bone, throw it
Money, grow it
Yeast, dough it
Your soul, owe it
And my life is demanding enough as is and I’m glad, so why be bitter over
chances that I never had
Instead I scribble 'em down open on a notepad, you and I are more or less in
this together so I guess we’re comrades
Now watch as I grind 'em all up and laugh 'cause I’m bad, I’m losin' count of
all the wins I get and they’re mad
'Cause my Stax be fat so anyone that’s tryin' to Nick my stack should probably
just keep standin' back
Throwin' bones down on the fire
He’s a liar yet all the kids admire
Him for hidin' in a hymn and now the kids are twisted on their whim
And now it’s lookin' grim to find one with a meaty trim, nope, just bones
Bones, bones, bones, in the backyard just a nibblin' bones
I’m a giant so I’ll never surrender to any scam or pretender and my pen is the
ender of world
I’m Bender I’ve never hurled in a world that’s been turned upside down and
kinda tilt-a-whirled
Why it seem that every day an Earl is gettin' twirled?
But I’ll never quit this shit until I’m gettin' paid, like be able to buy
alligators from the Everglade
These days the maze of pay to plays just dismays and thickens the haze and aims
to stun and phase
Throwin' bones down on the fire
He’s a liar yet all the kids admire
Him for hidin' in a hymn and now the kids are twisted on their whim
And now it’s lookin' grim to find one with a meaty trim, nope, just bones
I can grind a bone or two every single day
Maybe that’s why momma will not let me in to play?
If you know what I mean then you know that I mean what I say
It’s raining and the sky’s grey