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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

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