Lyrics Bones – Poltergeist

Na$ty Matt:
Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Bones:
I pop in your dreams and I disappear
Something wake you out your sleep but there’s nothing there
Something creeping through the dark but no I ain’t there
I’m in the streets with my blade so no, I ain’t scared
In front your house just a ghost bedsheets over my fucking face
Smoke pouring out my mouth bodies dropping like the rain
Cold sheets cold night
You clutching the gun tight
Every creek in the floor you loading that clip right
Busting that door cause you heard a knock
There’s nothing on the porch and there’s nobody shot
You can’t kill it if it’s already dead

Na$ty Matt:
Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Bones:
Upside down crosses randomly appear on your door
Waking up in cold sweats when you hear a creek in the floor
Your stomach gets weak can’t fall asleep
The man in the street light has been there all week

Statues around your house randomly start bleeding
Phone rings pick it up and all you hear is breathing
Every single night you’d lock up the windows
Cold chills up your spine everytime the wind blows

As the window opens the drape start blowing
The rain keeps pouring you can’t help to start to knowing
The man with the mask who has no face
Hutch you in your place where blood dripping from dragon bates

Na$ty Matt:
Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down

Hanging with homies, that’s up to no good
People don’t like it when we come around
Some people say we live?
But they straight just as long as they don’t put us down