Sack of mush

Go ahead and try how long my , bones can take beating,
..how long does it take to brake the skin /

Sleeping on the railroad tracks have hardened my shields,
big sack full of mush , to be honest with you /

Grab the bone by the neck,
Place the bone to the end of the hand,
Don't slow down in the domes /

Where you get the beat from your thoughts,
Don't read the signs by the net,
You're supposed to go down…/

You're supposed to stay high //