killing's what bones is designed to do
i don't gain shit if i lie to you
black out and show you the brightest truth
all of these fears confined to you
blunts of the undesirables
you probably somewhere from malibu
sun and the sand and the water
i prefer settings much darker
take you apart like bionicles
you are now turned to the chronicles
spasibo it ain't too much to do
we makin' shit all night comfortable
i can't see what's in front of me
smokin' and rollin' and rollin' and smokin'
shwb comin' locked in and loaded
these pussies they knowin' that we never slowin'
so that take a toll on their brains and they foldin'
that no one remember at the end of the day