Kerosene - BONES

T-Treat me like the reaper, 'cause I never miss

It’d be che-cheaper to kill yourself and just save me a trip

I’ve got no reason to make a scene, but best believe I will

Commit treason against the team and get your blood spilt

Get your head split

Get your mind right

Raise out and hit the town until the nighttime, I ride

Baby I’ve been thinkin' I’ma fall right down

Without you by my side my life is over now

I’ma ride, I’ma slide, in the candy paint

I’ma dip my dope in the kerosene

No trip (trip)

I’ma sip (sip)

I’ma shake the game and watch 'em all flip (flip)

Get a grip (grip)

Bass kick (kick)

That bitch you said you love she, she on my dick

What?

«Give me that»

«Don't shoot!»

«Don't shoot?!

You stupid, ignorant son of a bitch, dumb bastard.

Jesus Christ I’ve met some dumb bastards in my time but you outdo them all!

Get over here»