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Bizzy Bone Crossroads 2010

Yea, this is for the cowboys and the cowgirls out there. Yea Come on (x3) Will you keep me around and around and around. How do you keep me around.

Fresh cornrows, def white gold Silk sheet covers, feather pillows on 11'oclock breakfast, cigarette, red bull Open the door, wash my ass and jump in the

Jonny Craig, Bizzy Bone I can still feel her From distances and miles away Galaxies and dimensions and cosmic aspirations Are you ready? C'mon. Verse

: [Verse 1:] Now tell tha devil I can taste hurr (her) I pull tha pin out my grenade It's time to pray to whom ever you muthafukkas praying turr (to)

: (feat. Jonny Craig) Jonny Craig, Bizzy Bone I can still feel her From distances and miles away Galaxies and dimensions and cosmic aspirations Are

: Falling falling so fast Satan slithering in grass - there goes his ass I will fight you in dreams Baptized in your feces and angels cover my wings

: [Intro:] Coming to you straight from cosmos by the way of Gabriel With the Grim reaper on my shoulders [Chorus:] I look into the soul, The spirits

mashin', but then a nigga come with some tight jeans and they call it fashion; Rappers don't battle me, I'll call em all out, ain't nobody said a word, Bizzy Bone

want it the Bone come see my Stonehenge Cause I'm a keep my stones cleansed out to the Stonehenge And we gon' keep it stone cold right to the bone bone