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2:59Search Who's the wild man now? I'm Rudy Ruettiger, I'll put you on your back And now the doctor gotta suture you I'm loaded but won't shoot at you Got a razor in my boot for you I throw them bows like Luda, uh We pull up, change the temperature Real motherfucker, you disloyal I put you on, embrace you as a brother You'd be spoiled Every song a coil in my mind's turmoil When they put me in the soil, I'ma make the coffin boil Floorboards creakin' You in your room sleepin' Dead boys silent We're lurkin', we're creepin' Now, back up on your head, bitch Hit a sweep like the feds bitch Four double eight four three, mother fuck glory I do this shit, so when I die again, nobody mourn me Too cashed, I'm soaring All year you're tourin' Your label needs money and your family needs supportin' It's Mr. Backroad, look, I only conversate on burners White fire make you burn Chains drag, I know you heard us, bitch Stop, drop, lean with it rock Snappin' like them Franchize Boyz on the block Always in search of a brighter day Shoot up the roof and ride away They said, "It couldn't be done" But best believe, BONES will find a way Best believe, BONES will find a way They said, "It couldn't be done" But best believe BONES will find a way, what?