BONES OF OSIRIS LYRICS

Solar powered airplane 

Following the daylight 

Never have to say night 

Never have to see dark 

Hoping I can stay bright 

Never ending theme park 

Noah got the winged ark 

Floating like a free hawk

Motion to the epoch 

Quoting out the Enoch 

Social with the griots 

Yoga at tea the shop 

Older than the Pequots

Soldier was the Ewoks 

Vulcan at your weak spot

Open up the key locks 

Kobe with the 3 shot

Postering a Divac

Holster when I need glock 

Bolting when I see cops

If I’m the animal who standing over me in green socks

Hopefully I meet Pac

Free not, everybody gotta pay to live 

Laws were created by some racist pigs 

You could never own a planet but he made it his 

Then he stripped the languages from my Native lips 

But I guess it’s just the way it is 

If you make a man hungry he take greater risks 

I would break into your crib just to raid your fridge

If I bear hug a bear I could break his ribs

I could never be a slave to this 

Even though we on the plantation where satan lives 

He don’t even got no clothes in his closet 

Just fabric, a sewing machine and a little Asian kid 

 

Bitch I'm bad to the bone 

Bad to the motherfucking bone 

Bitch I'm bad to the motherfucking  

Bitch I'm bad to the bone

Never had a dad in my home 

I got everything I have on my own 

Cuz I’m black and I’m grown 

And I’m bad to the bone 

And I'm bad to the motherfucking bone 

Bitch I’m bad to the bone 

Never had a dad in my home 

I got everything I have on my own 

 

Shepard of the lambs and they all gini

Attached to the bottle like a lost genie

Fly like a seagull in a beanie 

I can feel it in the air like a leer as I soared freely

Can the Lord see me 

If my eyes are windshields to my soul my song is long squeegee 

Beyond 3D, psychic went blind trying to palm read me

Jack you in public you all peewee 

I'm a addict but I'm functional

A habit's only bad if you ain't punctual 

Only in the midst of chaos am I comfortable 

Religion works cuz human beings are gullible 

Talking business, have a brunch with you 

Talking metaphysics, smoke a blunt with you

Talking to some women I'ma fuck a few 

But if you talk about my momma then I'm snuffing you 

I hear the beat and I just mumble through 

I'm mumbling now I'm just eloquent as Huxtables

If you're not as smart as me I’m dumb to you 

My favorite color's the number W

I’ll never call another man a boss

Rocks are only hard cuz your hands are soft 

Never had a father or a Santa Claus 

If I see a reindeer I’ll rip his antlers off

 

Bitch I'm bad to the bone 

Bad to the motherfucking bone 

Bitch I'm bad to the motherfucking  

Bitch I'm bad to the bone

Never had a dad in my home 

I got everything I have on my own 

Cuz I’m black and I’m grown 

And I’m bad to the bone 

And I'm bad to the motherfucking bone 

Bitch I’m bad to the bone 

Never had a dad in my home 

I got everything I have on my own