I ain't in the mood, I'll be in the tomb ay Back to the roof, 'bout to boom and clear the room ay We choose the rules and the first one is true ay You got to go I'm getting tired like a loom now Everybody coming out to the shows The same ones who used to say fuck BONES I think it's funny to see that's just how it goes So fuck away with that \"look how far you've come\" You do the most, I do whatever I want and more Can't understand how you mad at the boy Fuck your flow and all your words, shit's a bore The cemetery corpse, I done skipped the morgue
Packed to the back pushing to the front Smoking behind the curtains till it's time to get it done Backed to the back pushing to the front Swinging both arms till the pit open up (x2)