Rain Glued To A Dead Mans Bones by Muze Sikk Lyrics
Slacking 101
Push beat
Aviated shavings on my sheet
Crook or hook
I dock you
You a cheat
I don’t know nobody else like me
Globules to a vat
And For The crimes you commit
Bitch you Don’t deserve cent
Lying through your lent
Garner split yarn
Divisions hip
Derision spit
Eyes cost a leg and a arm
Your Hardly a man
Staying where you stay at
Cursing every cent
Aww man
Wind running
Rain fall whispering in ears made of empathetic credit
They gon let you down
And when it falls
It never stalls
Built mine on hard time and solid pride
I been my pinnacle
Milk the worse from the Earth
Achiеve grace in exchangе for faith
In exchange for change
Robin Hood
Das a pull
Eyes should cull
Lock and load
Bars out spark the dark Barts
New car parts
Fresh rubber
Tundra lumber
Crumbs
What the fuck is Chumbawumba?
No wonder
Luck is loves lust
Cowabunga
Mop up a bumba
Clot
Fuck a summer
This is my thunder
Pouring out another
For every scorned judge of
Jabba the clout gummer
Knuckles to his stomach
Puke up the pew plunder
Bitch shut up
Muze is the hundredth Wonder
No wonder
Yeah
Big bag alumn bruh
Coming for blood
Im one sturdy MF
Push beat
Aviated shavings on my sheet
Crook or hook
I dock you
You a cheat
I don’t know nobody else like me
Globules to a vat
And For The crimes you commit
Bitch you Don’t deserve cent
Lying through your lent
Garner split yarn
Divisions hip
Derision spit
Eyes cost a leg and a arm
Your Hardly a man
Staying where you stay at
Cursing every cent
Aww man
Wind running
Rain fall whispering in ears made of empathetic credit
They gon let you down
And when it falls
It never stalls
Built mine on hard time and solid pride
I been my pinnacle
Milk the worse from the Earth
Achiеve grace in exchangе for faith
In exchange for change
Robin Hood
Das a pull
Eyes should cull
Lock and load
Bars out spark the dark Barts
New car parts
Fresh rubber
Tundra lumber
Crumbs
What the fuck is Chumbawumba?
No wonder
Luck is loves lust
Cowabunga
Mop up a bumba
Clot
Fuck a summer
This is my thunder
Pouring out another
For every scorned judge of
Jabba the clout gummer
Knuckles to his stomach
Puke up the pew plunder
Bitch shut up
Muze is the hundredth Wonder
No wonder
Yeah
Big bag alumn bruh
Coming for blood
Im one sturdy MF