On “Chrome,” BONES' vocals alternate between an aggressive yell and a menacing murmur as he raps about his mental state, distaste for fakes, and hermitic tendencies.
The abrasive, distorted, bass-heavy beat was produced by Russian beatmaker stereoRYZE, who has previously worked with BONES on tracks...
[Intro]
RYZE
[Verse]
You got a false image
Bitch, I got no limits
You trip, I slap a clip in
I'm banging chrome finish
Don't be another victim
You pussies try to fit in
This fuckin' scene is sickenin'
It's scary how I'm livin'
I fall asleep and pass away, then wake up blunt twistin'
Even if I'm drowning like Whitney, I keep a razor with me
Cool it down like New Edition, then go froze when you see me
I don't fuck with the city, rather be in the forest
Solar cells up on my cottage, hear the birds in the morning
Earl Grey in my kettle, off the grid how I settle
Super tramp how I travel, this how I cope with my mental
I engrained myself in history, bitch, I'll be here forever
I be so on my shit I'ma foreclose your big scene
No, you not like me
So when nightfall she dip, dip
Pager all on my hip, hip
Whole game on my dick, dick
Motherfuck yo clique, give a fuck what you think, bitch SESH
I lift it up and I'm shaking the Earth
Sharpen my blade and I'm bringin' the hurt
Deep in the dirt, hittin' the curb
Bitch, don't talk to me, don't get on my nerves
Cashed as a bitch, now I'm slurring my words
This my confession, I'm letting it burn
Told you already, bitch, when will you learn?
SESH is forever 'til I'm in the Earth
Bitch
[Outro]
What? What? What?
BONES, BONES, BONES
Yeah, yeah, yeah, BONES
Chrome was written by BONES.
Chrome was produced by stereoRYZE.