paroles de chanson Red Carpet - Chore Boy

Roll out the red carpet to my coffin bed
I'll never rest
Roll out the red carpet to my coffin bed
I'll never rest
So when I wake up
Better have me lookin clean on the third day
Jesus Christ I'm dirtay
J.O. with my stigmata
Holy hands I bring nada
Careful how you curse me
I'll take you to church
Take my place
Hit the red carpet

My pallbearers look like Paul Shaffer
Bunch of bald players
Dressed in all black
Rockin sunglasses
Sheddin tears unseen, these memories relived
Like all the things we be, and all the shit we did
I dodge specifics with these broad strokes
Bitch the picture that I paint viewed through a long scope
Touch you like guitar notes, something that your heart knows
Brought you what you parched for
I don't need no parchment
Right me up
Big life event, you didn't invite me down
I see now, greet me with an icy cloud
I am not surprised but wow
You been tryna fight me how
You back me into corners that you seen me in before, bring me psycho out
Carpet the same color as my knuckles after punching at the bricks until my bones poke out
I treat me like it's the ol' corral
I'm something to throw a rope around
Feel me?

Roll out the red carpet to my coffin bed
I'll never rest
Roll out the red carpet to my coffin bed
I'll never rest
So when I wake up
Better have me lookin clean on the third day
Jesus Christ I'm dirtay
J.O. with my stigmata
Holy hands I bring nada
Careful how you curse me
I'll take you to church
Take my place
Hit the red carpet