Bone Thug Bounce

Mug full of moonshine, spill it on my kicks

Walking through the shadows where the cold wind licks

Streetlights flicker, rhythm in my chest ticks

Corner-store dreams, counting crumpled-up bricks

Memory's a maze, twisting like licorice

Time moves crooked, life’s a little mischievous

Snakes in the grass, hiss sound so conspicuous

But I’m still floating, vision stay amphibious

Bone thug bounce, watch the rhythm go crack

Ben’s on the mic, watch the spirit come back

Through the city, through the night, hands clap

Bone thug bounce, where the real ones at?

Ghosts in my pocket, pennies for the reaper

Words cut deep, sharp tongues like cleavers

History’s a loop, spinning like a broken beeper

But I climb higher, soul sitting in the ether

Streets sing stories, alleys hum the tune

Faces in the smoke, dancing with the moon

Hunger in the heart, beats hit too soon

But I still glide smooth, shadows in my cocoon

Bone thug bounce, watch the rhythm go crack

Ben’s on the mic, watch the spirit come back

Through the city, through the night, hands clap

Bone thug bounce, where the real ones at?