Lyrics:
your hands out
And the headstones climbed up the hills
And the headstones climbed up the hills
Send somebody out for soda
Comb through the carpet for
going in
And in and in
Did you find you in there?
Climb out bitch comb your hair
Crazy! lady!
Punched through my walls
Felt hot when you said no
to comb through and straighten out your fuckin colony
But I don't wanna be
The one known through some fear and violence
But known for being bless feeding
to comb through and straighten out your fuckin colony
But I don't wanna be
The one known through some fear and violence
But known for being bless feeding
to comb through and straighten out your f****** colony
But I don't wanna be
The one known through some fear and violence
But known for being bless feeding
today
He's fairer than lilies of rarest bloom
He's sweeter than honey from out the comb
He's all that my hungering spirit needs
I'd rather have
Comb your hair
Walk out into the sun
Breathe the air
And you realize
It's not that bad
And you realize
Wanting more
Of a simple fare
Live too much
Waking up
Comb your hair
Walk out into the sun
Breathe the air
And you realize
It's not that bad
And you realize
Wanting more
of a simple fare
Live
He's fairer than lilies of rarest bloom,
He's sweeter than honey from out the comb;
He's all that my hungering spirit needs,
I'd rather have Jesus
Try to make a full recovery
The dope was a discovery
Dystopic
Tri comb coping living locced out
Smoking in my studio to focus
Steady staying low
we don't need you
We only need psychopaths for this mob
So if you're grieving
Or you're just looking for blood to spill
Then come on, let's move out
Wash my jeans, grab a bite, comb my hair, turn out the light
Find my phone, plug it in, set the answer message to say
I won't be home till Monday mornin
affords today.
He's fairer than lilies of rarest bloom;
He's sweeter than honey from out the comb;
He's all that my hungering spirit needs.
I'd rather
She's had a psychotic dream
For the last ten days
She feels as if she's sinking
In and out, in and out, in and out of
She combs up her hair
She
freak
Hopped into the shower for an hour, it was hot as hell
Got dressed and ran a gold comb through my curls
Walkin out of the house slow, tellin that
favorite clothes.
Or dress me in your favorite clothes,
Kill me with your favorite comb and then just show me out.
Touch me with your fingers on your lips
out
roll me out cold
"Meow" is not the message
Dres me in your favorite clothes
Kill me with your favorite comb
and then just show me out
show me out
the sauce cuz I'm bad to the bone
Get out my hair pick you out like a comb
You say it aint fair but my skills I have honed
I stay in the air how my wings have
flight like a drone
Bank head baguettes, pick you out like a comb
Little thot give me head, you can't stay in my home
I'ma count up this bread, then put
Curles and combs just drive me out of my mind
Oh you sure look bad when I leave you in the morning time
And I ask myself each morning when I see you
dome
Help me pick it out when I ain't got comb
Always helps me out when I'm all alone but
Imma let y'all do you
What
Imma let y'all do you
Imma let
know I’m dreaming
Lucid with it woah parting visions
Like a comb how I spit it out yea
Man Even ion even know
Swallow it down
Feel the passion in my
you only like the money when that money thrown
And you're always hitting honey out the honey comb
Rocking sunnies like it's sunny all summer long
You're
the shower for an hour, it was hot as hell
Got dressed and ran a gold comb through my curls
Walkin out of the house slow, tellin that hoe come on let's go
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