Skeletons

[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz]

I look over my shoulder not knowing where it's coming from

But knowing that it's coming, I was bugging as a youngin'

Now I'm runnin from, somethin' that'll even out my dumb decisions

The night I shot and had him bleedin' out his lungs and spittin'

Do any sins go unforgiven? I hope not

Cause most of mine were hunger driven, nothing in my mother's kitchen,

Stomach sounds like the clouds ignited and the thunder hitting

So the well-schooled kid ended up with more than a couple missin'

So not a chef but the cocaine forever cookin'

I love kids but now I' selling to a pregnant woman

Stumbling through the projects in the AM with a cup in my hand,

Gun on my waist and, "I don't give a fuck" is my plan

You'll never understand my palm sweat

Followed by shortness of breath then my heart jets and I ain't find a calm yet

Go on let shorty sin

Cause ain't no way in hell this ain't Joell, that's brave enough to tell you everything

[Hook:]

I got some skeletons locked in the closet (yeah, yeah)

And I've been dyin', dyin' just to find an outlet

And I'm hoping that no one finds out about it (yeah, yeah)

Wishing maybe it'll disappear but I doubt it

I doubt it

[Verse 2: Crooked I]

Fuck all that rapping, I'm a let the conversation rock

I got skeletons in my closet

The living dead live in a nigga head, behind a combination lock

When will the occupation stop it? Make it a vacant lot

The black mamba when I crack vodka, I'm a take a shot

And Hope the stowaways go away before the anchor drop

Yeah thanks a lot, I'm a bottle drinkin' nutcase

Cover of XXL behind Em, I had the drunk face

I steadily dream about cleanin' these demons out

In order to clean them out, you gotta scream and shout

All of your secrets out loud

It started as a kid at my school desk

Aced every quiz but I wanted to pass the cool test

Ain't nothing cool about school shopping at the thrift store

And living in an abandoned station wagon cause you was piss poor

So I started stealing all of the clothes that the other kids wore

That's when the skeletons moved into my mind on the sixth floor

And more came through Crooked I's youth

I slowly started moving them out the closet to this mic booth

For real, bro

[Hook]

[Bridge:]

I thought I had it all locked away till forever

But no memories fade away, They seem to stay

Comfortable in my conscience you live in my dreams

They say time heals it all then whys the pain still with me?

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]

See the problem is, I know it all

Or maybe the problem is that I just show it all

Maybe they that thinking I should be ashamed of my actions but really there's no remorse

Maybe the lord will decide that I suffered enough and let me live with no withdrawals

Then again all it would mean is he deemed I'm much too important to focus all

We could talk about pain 24/7 dog, that's my department

Intercity blues cruise and I'm blasting that Marvin

Skeletons ain't in my closet, that's my apartment

And they like to hide behind thousand dollar fabrics and garments

It's all bleak to me

Tell my Pop I ain't bothered when he don't speak to me, I love you but it's weak to me

On one hand life is short and there's no excuse to do it

But you was missing half my life dog, I'm kind of used to it

Modern day Son of Sam, judge but you don't understand

Me against the world, I plan on winning, know I'm on demand

Want to see through the eyes of a monster? Look through my glasses tint

My roommates can stay here, just take care of half the rent

[Hook]