Текст песни DeadMansParadise - Bones , Lyson

Never needed a mic check
Undertow flows, better step with a life vest
My likeness, they copy, but never do I fret
Ladders do not matter
They′ll never reach your highness

The pragmatic mic killer, bustin' like Kai
Squint they eyes, still they never seein′ I like an eye test
If I extend a hand, don't you dare bite this
Bring storm clouds with me, strike you down like lightnin'

My mind is righteous, my time forever
MC′s do they think, but they ain′t close to my level
Ain't alludin′, I'm better
I′m just provin' it′s different
Just because you hit record doesn't mean that you spittin'

Go and pen your rhythms
Practice makes perfect
Without rap, my life is worthless
Kickin′ up verses, my purpose, I
Embody this with every atom inside
Came out the womb with the beat and proceeded to rhyme

Blue skies, not a cloud in the sky
Dead man′s paradise, one hitter, hit it twice
Dead man's paradise, one hitter, hit it twice