Lyrics:
out my life cry tears on my sweater
Virgin wool, grab his neck and I'm a handful
Feel my fist yeah have a mouthful
Time to lash out half-man,
house
Virgin wool up out your spouse
Fucking sheep, in a jeep
Roll it over like pullover
Almost over, the landrover
Pull the rope, just like Michael
With
down
Tripping thru the closet got it looking like a Nike Town
Scorching hot virgin wool Valentino sweater
Cooking niggas bout to throw these bitches in
is sweet get a mouthful
Come here sir grab a handful
Suck my ass you virgin wool
1st week of november
(ay)
I’m tryna remember
(ok)
when my dick felt
They offer breathing
Repose
A love returned in full
Lets find the virgin wool
Cold rose, Cold rose, are they only dreams?
Cold rose, Cold rose, are they
his ID
Seen Jesus at the last supper, rockin a hoodie made of virgin wool
He sipped whiskey into wine and turned water to a freedom pool
I put that
the virgin skins
Wool bomber fedoras complete and permanent
Purple Heart fastened to leafy
Adidas turtle tips
Oh, what a tangled web like a hell-hole
So sick
There is lambswool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
Gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed
There is lambswool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
Gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed
There is lamb's wool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
It gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame
To be destroyed
addicted to purging
My rib ain't even seen a surgent
No kizzy my Empress a virgin
You couldn't even known I was gone murk 'em
Got blood on me now and it's
learnin', I ain't tryin' to preach to the choir
Now the kids earnin' like them dealers that he admire
Got that whip workin' like I'm sacrificin' a virgin
learnin', I ain't tryin' to preach to the choir
Now the kids earnin' like them dealers that he admire
Got that whip workin' like I'm sacrificin' a virgin
There is lambs wool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
Gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed
the dawn when he stares out
With wool hair and feet of bronze
Birdstick, a black staff with brown handle
Backtrack; my first kicks, brown sandals
In
the dawn when he stares out
With wool hair and feet of bronze
Birdstick, a black staff with brown handle
Backtrack; my first kicks, brown sandals
In
Hallelujah when I do ya
[Verse One]
Shit, I ain't never seen an angel, virgin bitches with halos
But my secular metaphysical theology is fatal
Hair like wool
Clothing so bright
It would hurt the eyes in your skull
His throne carried the flame that was fuelled by the power of His Name
Wheels
get your top uplifted
Know that my glock gon knock off the rip
Oh thats your gang we shift it
I aint gon freeze got a wool in reach
nigga wanna spend
disguise
So carefully designed to keep us living in a lie
They put the sheep to sleep then pull the wool & fleece over our eyes
Manifest demand and then
Dragged in the alley and book and beat down to a pulp
[Rocky Marciano]
Shot up my cops, Dirty Harry
You stickin me is like niggas fuckin the virgin
They controlled everything feigning objectivity until the day the blind revolted and contested their reality. The wool will pull with vigilance.
under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
- gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame
To be destroyed
Imaginary creatures are
[Yah Yah]
Yeah, Outsida style, yo Axe, D.U., Nawshis, come down!
[D.U.]
See me in a wool cap, black boots, takin' Prozac
Gives me a rush like a full
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