Bone to Pick
By NYO2
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[Verse 1: Indiga Blue]
Yeah, we goin king style, put a map on our back
See where the fuck that you are and where we actually at
Lead got you when you cough 40 got you ‘fore you act
Fuckboys think you've been placed shits where I previously sat
Man I used to walk straight now I see you fuckin trippin
I don't wanna fuckin lift ya left your game I ain't playin scrimmage
Cryin baby on my wrist spokes poppin Paul Newman
Wa-wa-wanna wanna fuck, bitch I blessed you from beginnin, yeah
[Chorus]
[New Mayhem]
Walk into the arena like, “Bruh is this a Wendy's?”
Competition be so weak they got us asking where's the beef?
[Indiga Blue]
You can't step to us, cause you know the crown's closely guarded
Finished off these critics before we even got started
[Verse 2: New Mayhem]
Step into my line of sight, it's gonna be a fire fight
Don't even gotta know you, I just see you and my wick ignites
Blast in all directions, watch the shrapnel and the fragments
Roaring at you like a river, son you're pond scum, stagnant
Try to take the game, I wanna see you roll and move your pawn
I'm begging you to try to beat us, come on and just play along
Got a lotta skeletons I need exposed so make it quick
Enter in the thunder dome I wanna have a bone to pick
[Verse 3: Indiga Blue]
Yeah, I could taste all of my sins
I could hit all of the licks
That bitch just goin out but another one comin in
Grew like a foot and now it translated to my dick
Turn 18 got to enlist
Movie gone what'd I miss
Keep it harder till 83
Never gon have no kids
They see what they want to see
See, but I'm all of it
Dont worry bout packaging
Bastards took all of it
Counterfeit all the bands
That bitch a momma man
Cryin at summer camp
Out the dungeon I summoned him
Makin like 23
A fuckboy dont really dance
She chappin up dicks spun the color wheel candy man
Ran up the drugs, migo night through the caravan
Buzzin around, just mind your own business
Pulled the tracks where they meet chief I'm the lieutenant
Came out of Eddy make it out my momma crib
I just fucked you with a topped off ceilin
Fuck you thought this is
[Verse 4: New Mayhem]
Blow minds like the cheese or make your marinara bleed, either way man you're gonna get sauced
Only L's I've ever taken are the trains up in Manhattan so you know I got experience with panhandlers and vagrants
If you want to make some bacon off a quick delivered spanking, I'm anxious to let the verbals get tossed
So do you wanna walk, talk a lot of shop, try to mop the floor, or cross some lines and get rocked?
[Verse 5: Indiga Blue]
Ok
Alphabetize these flows: A-B-C
Hit it from the back: X-Y-Z
Hit it from the back: Lil Uzi
Why X?
Double C
Bougeoisie
Talked to the Devil, still present in Miami
Said it would be fine, hit him with a semi-autmoati
Didn't want a Patee
Gave up his life for the addi's
Welcome to the fuckin paaty
Shit turn into a fuckin tragee
X Zeed
[Chorus]
[New Mayhem]
Walk into the arena like, “Bruh, is this a Wendy's?”
Competition be so weak they got us asking where's the beef?
[Indiga Blue]
Screw the chorus, damn, I'm trynna burn some tongue and leave, b
[Verse 6: Indiga Blue]
Dropped a pill, half a mil
Went downtown and now I'm here
Indigo blew off the ceil
Dick chapped up like color wheel
My rap game too big to fail
Tucked and hooded mass appeal
Same old shit that brought me here
Same old shit that brought me here
See O'Neil, got me kill
Telephone rangin for years
His shit start colorin his beard
Gave him one too many pills
Now he geekin left a trail
Tucked and hooded mass appeal
Same old shit that brought me here
Same old shit that got me here
Colorin his conducir got me faded last time I neared
This the omnipotent tear his bitch
Just on me throatin weird
[Verse 7: New Mayhem]
This for everybody ever had doubts
Cracking criticism when the first track wasn't even out
Swallow all your words through a feeding tube
Or stay exacerbating hate on Nate and Lil Tube
We've got a billion ways that we can drop bodies
So if you want to call the bars shoddy
You do so, just know that we've entered in the lobby
And we'll take it from the ground floor up
I promise ya this isn't just a hobby
Yeah, we goin king style, put a map on our back
See where the fuck that you are and where we actually at
Lead got you when you cough 40 got you ‘fore you act
Fuckboys think you've been placed shits where I previously sat
Man I used to walk straight now I see you fuckin trippin
I don't wanna fuckin lift ya left your game I ain't playin scrimmage
Cryin baby on my wrist spokes poppin Paul Newman
Wa-wa-wanna wanna fuck, bitch I blessed you from beginnin, yeah
[Chorus]
[New Mayhem]
Walk into the arena like, “Bruh is this a Wendy's?”
Competition be so weak they got us asking where's the beef?
[Indiga Blue]
You can't step to us, cause you know the crown's closely guarded
Finished off these critics before we even got started
[Verse 2: New Mayhem]
Step into my line of sight, it's gonna be a fire fight
Don't even gotta know you, I just see you and my wick ignites
Blast in all directions, watch the shrapnel and the fragments
Roaring at you like a river, son you're pond scum, stagnant
Try to take the game, I wanna see you roll and move your pawn
I'm begging you to try to beat us, come on and just play along
Got a lotta skeletons I need exposed so make it quick
Enter in the thunder dome I wanna have a bone to pick
[Verse 3: Indiga Blue]
Yeah, I could taste all of my sins
I could hit all of the licks
That bitch just goin out but another one comin in
Grew like a foot and now it translated to my dick
Turn 18 got to enlist
Movie gone what'd I miss
Keep it harder till 83
Never gon have no kids
They see what they want to see
See, but I'm all of it
Dont worry bout packaging
Bastards took all of it
Counterfeit all the bands
That bitch a momma man
Cryin at summer camp
Out the dungeon I summoned him
Makin like 23
A fuckboy dont really dance
She chappin up dicks spun the color wheel candy man
Ran up the drugs, migo night through the caravan
Buzzin around, just mind your own business
Pulled the tracks where they meet chief I'm the lieutenant
Came out of Eddy make it out my momma crib
I just fucked you with a topped off ceilin
Fuck you thought this is
[Verse 4: New Mayhem]
Blow minds like the cheese or make your marinara bleed, either way man you're gonna get sauced
Only L's I've ever taken are the trains up in Manhattan so you know I got experience with panhandlers and vagrants
If you want to make some bacon off a quick delivered spanking, I'm anxious to let the verbals get tossed
So do you wanna walk, talk a lot of shop, try to mop the floor, or cross some lines and get rocked?
[Verse 5: Indiga Blue]
Ok
Alphabetize these flows: A-B-C
Hit it from the back: X-Y-Z
Hit it from the back: Lil Uzi
Why X?
Double C
Bougeoisie
Talked to the Devil, still present in Miami
Said it would be fine, hit him with a semi-autmoati
Didn't want a Patee
Gave up his life for the addi's
Welcome to the fuckin paaty
Shit turn into a fuckin tragee
X Zeed
[Chorus]
[New Mayhem]
Walk into the arena like, “Bruh, is this a Wendy's?”
Competition be so weak they got us asking where's the beef?
[Indiga Blue]
Screw the chorus, damn, I'm trynna burn some tongue and leave, b
[Verse 6: Indiga Blue]
Dropped a pill, half a mil
Went downtown and now I'm here
Indigo blew off the ceil
Dick chapped up like color wheel
My rap game too big to fail
Tucked and hooded mass appeal
Same old shit that brought me here
Same old shit that brought me here
See O'Neil, got me kill
Telephone rangin for years
His shit start colorin his beard
Gave him one too many pills
Now he geekin left a trail
Tucked and hooded mass appeal
Same old shit that brought me here
Same old shit that got me here
Colorin his conducir got me faded last time I neared
This the omnipotent tear his bitch
Just on me throatin weird
[Verse 7: New Mayhem]
This for everybody ever had doubts
Cracking criticism when the first track wasn't even out
Swallow all your words through a feeding tube
Or stay exacerbating hate on Nate and Lil Tube
We've got a billion ways that we can drop bodies
So if you want to call the bars shoddy
You do so, just know that we've entered in the lobby
And we'll take it from the ground floor up
I promise ya this isn't just a hobby
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