Woorden:
Kill The Young Skin And Bones

Frail and unsold I'm skin and bones Why can't we both just get-a-long I'm skin and bones Frail and unsold I'm skin and bones Why can't we both just get

alive Frail and unsold I'm skin and bones Why can't we both just get-a-long I'm skin and bones Frail and unsold I'm skin and bones Why can't we both just

together and have a few laughs And do what we like Yeah, and do what we like, yeah And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance,

report from the front line Airborne regiment static line, base jump, based on cones and cylinders Poles that I've thrown confuse the riddler Bones break and skin

a thick rope Make a noose and I'm gone Stretch out my neck bone Minutes left I think about my brother When we was young... Wait I don't have a brother

certainly, you don't want me, quit frontin Ol' hater hater hater hater, quit stuntin Plain and simply bluntin, nothin for nothin that equals nothin And I'm still walkin and

details and open your mind It's the tale of a young girl who once was the talk of the town The first time I saw her the skin was so thin on her bones

And that's half-baked, you never get a buck when you act E-l dash, p is servin ----- we smash Be a bootleg, and buildin up a fat nest egg I say fuck

like a nigga would do Talkin about pimpin, oh she did that too I got robbed and this old nigga took all my loot And I was just 12 years old on 13 skin And bones