Infinite Sidd - Follicle lyrics
[Infinite Sidd - Follicle lyrics]
First of many rappers with a slick tongue
A bitch hung
Over his shoulder, never looked colder
This a toast to all those who chose to spit
Don't sweat, don't stress, we the lonely kids
Don't lose your hair over this
Just comb the shit
Sin, we don't atone to that, tone your skin
Look good, feel good, like a million
Tell me, how you skin a chameleon
When he feeling himself?
That's a paradox I think of while me
And death in a staring off
I fare him a goodbye, reach over
And tear his arm off, surprise!
Mudafucka
His hair falling, wind blowing
Skin showing on the pavement
Blisters on his knees replacing the hatred
He smiles with a grin oh hey hi
How you been? Oh say, Jesus, how you sin?
Souls gone, now I'm dead now I'm dead
A bitch hung
Over his shoulder, never looked colder
This a toast to all those who chose to spit
Don't sweat, don't stress, we the lonely kids
Don't lose your hair over this
Just comb the shit
Sin, we don't atone to that, tone your skin
Look good, feel good, like a million
Tell me, how you skin a chameleon
When he feeling himself?
That's a paradox I think of while me
And death in a staring off
I fare him a goodbye, reach over
And tear his arm off, surprise!
Mudafucka
His hair falling, wind blowing
Skin showing on the pavement
Blisters on his knees replacing the hatred
He smiles with a grin oh hey hi
How you been? Oh say, Jesus, how you sin?
Souls gone, now I'm dead now I'm dead