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bones - cctv lyrics

[intro]
deadboy
deadboy (k!ll)
deadboy
deadboy

[verse]
cc television clips, mom i’m on tv
homicidal dreams turned into reality
holographic sight, baby what a sight to see
i slither like a lizard when i’m dippin’ through these streets
playstation in the dash, green gex leather seats
dope make me strong, but you b+tches got me weak
two twelves knockin’ like it’s trickin’ for a treat
masked up like halloween, playa what’s the fee?
baby what’s the play? i’ll be waitin’ by the creek
washin’ off my diamonds, blood trail behind my feet
every watch i bust it down, give a f+ck about the time
collectors shake they head when they see the baguettes in the dial

[outro]
5+5+6, catch a carbine clip
packin’ cemetery mags, smokin’ hi+fi zips
off the top rope b+tch, you f+cked with the wrong clique
tracer rounds leave you burnin’ like you f+cked the wrong b+tch
5+5+6, catch a carbine clip (deadboy)
packin’ cemetery mags, smokin’ hi+fi zips (deadboy)
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, what

- bones lyrics

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