Bones – “PopRocks” (ft. Deergod)

Bones - PopRocks (ft. Deergod) (prod. Deergod)

Bones is here with “PopRocks” which features Deergod, and was produced by Deergod. Watch the video, listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Bones Poprocks
Bones Poprocks

Bones has been notorious over the years for his monotone and menacing bangers that are filled with depressing lyrics and dark undertones. These approaches to music have been him a cult hero and to this day, he continues to deliver new music. At the end of the month, he will be dropping a collaborative project with Deergod called Pushing Up Daisies and the first single to come from it is called “PopRocks.”

This track is one of those menacing songs Bones is known for although with the instrumental we get something both dark and hypnotic. Bones offers up his usual brooding flow all while Deergod spits some bars that have a more old-school feel. It’s a unique mixture of styles and it’s a great little teaser for their upcoming project.

Bones – PopRocks (ft. Deergod) (prod. Deergod)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xz7YlLtPTbY

Lyrics

[Verse 1: BONES]
Like Pop Rocks, I pop y’all
Pull it out my pocket and pop it and knock your block off
Shots like Topgolf
No witness, no cop cars
I pop up like an ad, look around like “Who popped ya?”
Motherfuckers get knocked off
Criss-cross clips got you jumpin’ like hopscotch
The world is nothin’ but bad news and cancer
Knockin’ on the devil’s door and I’m the one that answers
I don’t do the dialogue, I don’t do the banter
SESH just appear, now they shaking with they hands up
Put ’em up, look down when I’m around
One glance into the dead man’s eyes will make you drown

[Verse 2: BONES]
Hanging out the sun roof, Glock .9 bustin’
Talkin’ what you gon’ do, you won’t do nothin’
Tape in the deck, DeadBoy bumpin’
BONES rock a mic, now the whole crowd jumpin’
Better respect my pimpin’, I’m sipping, I’m cold-cuppin’
Ice in my glass and glaciers on my knuckles
Five finger rings, boombox boomin’
Actin’ tough, boy, who the fuck you think you foolin’?
I’ma speak my mind ’til I can’t no more
My neck on shine and my wrist on froze
Ima speak my mind ’til I can’t no more
Hundred blunts later, movin’ in slo-mo

[Outro: BONES]
‘Til I can’t no more, yeah
‘Til I can’t no more
‘Til I can’t no more
SESH

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