Red Looks Good On Him lyrics
by Crippling Alcoholism
She's my world
He put his hands on her
And so I wet him up
From head to toe, yeah
He called her some disrespectful words
And so I wet him up
With no remorse, yeah
If you listen in the witching hour, you'll hear me call your name
From the corner of your cell as a tall shadow with a face
If they stabbed you in the kitchen and you left this place today
Would your people front the funds to buy a tombstone for your grave?
For your grave
Family is a burden
Friends are such a chore
Monеy is the ends and that son of a b*tch has more
Family is a burdеn
Friends are such a chore
Money is the ends and that son of a b*tch has more
She's my world
He put his hands on her
And so I wet him up
From head to toe, yeah
He called her some disrespectful words
And so I wet him up
With no remorse, yeah
If you listen in the witching hour, you'll hear me call your name
From the corner of your cell as a tall shadow with a face
If they stabbed you in the kitchen and you left this place today
Would your people front the funds to buy a tombstone for your grave?
For your grave
Family is a burden
Friends are such a chore
Money is the ends and that son of a b*tch has more
Family is a burden
Friends are such a chore
Money is the ends and that son of a b*tch has more
Nerve endings screaming like a motherly grieving
That's just all your weakness departing your flesh
Nerve endings screaming like a motherly grieving
That's just all your weakness departing your flesh
Nerve endings screaming like a motherly grieving
That's just all your weakness departing your flesh
Nerve endings screaming like a motherly grieving
That's just all your weakness departing your flesh
Take it from me
Prison is not a place you wanna be
But she's waiting for you, waiting for you
Take it from me
Prison is not a place you wanna be
But she's waiting for you, waiting for you
Violence is God (Waiting for, waiting for)
The cause with no cause
Bigger dogs eat smaller dogs
Some may prosper (Waiting for, waiting for you)
But all must bow
Violence is God (Waiting for, waiting for)
The cause with no cause
Bigger dogs eat smaller dogs
Some may prosper (Waiting for, waiting for you)
But all must bow