paroles de chanson Human Cloth - G-Mo Skee
That
fur
hat
is
dope,
G-mo
you
a
boss
And
that
new
trench
coat,
that
shit
is
stupid
raw
Where
they
sell
those
at?
How
much
do
it
cost?
Bitch
my
whole
fucking
outfit
is
made
out
of
Human
Cloth!
(Human
cloth?!)
Human
cloth!
(Human
cloth?!)
Human
cloth!
(Human
cloth.)
Bitch
my
outfit
is
made
out
of
Human
Cloth!
(Human
cloth?!)
Human
cloth!
(Human
cloth?!)
Human
cloth!
(Human
cloth!)
Bitch
my
outfit
is
made
out
of
Human
Cloth!
Lit
Bitch
my
outfit
is
made
of
dead
people,
Dressed
to
kill,
fresh
to
death,
make
your
chicken
head
leave
you
That
Gucci
belt
make
you
think
our
bread
equal,
You
must
be
retarded,
they
let
the
Special
Ed
teach
you
I
get
shipments
in
packages
from
the
Philippines
human
Traffic
'em
and
then
I
put
them
traps
on
the
guillotine
Draw
the
flesh
from
the
bones
on
a
silk
machine,
Use
it
to
sew
a
pair
of
jeans
I'm
finna
stitch
the
seams
You
a
bum,
we
don't
shop
at
the
same
Macy's,
Them
tight
clothes
got
you
looking
like
Wayne
Brady
I'm
Wayne
Gacy
and
my
leather
face
game
crazy,
This
ain't
Louis
Vuitton
this
a
white
bitch
named
Stacy
I
got
my
outfit
from
the
deep
web,
You
niggas
still
run
around
rocking
cheap
threads
I'm
steeping
out
with
new
clothes
every
week
Man,
when
I
need
a
new
wardrobe
I
leave
ya
peeps
dead
What's
your
nationality,
That's
what
I'm
askin',
bitch
said
she
was
Alaskan,
I
want
that
skin
Brought
her
back
to
my
cabin,
Started
stabbin',
she
wore
VANS
so
she
died
in
the
worse
fashion
I
shop
at
graveyards
because
I
rock
cadavers,
A
lot
of
rappers
think
they
fresh
but
they
not
as
dapper
I
pull
up
on
a
flock
of
bitches
nigga
watch
them
gather,
Tell
that
nigga
Sway
he
ain't
got
the
Answers
(You
ain't
got
the
answers,
Sway!)
Bitch
my
outfit
is
a
hundred
percent
Homosapien,
he
was
homosexual
so
I
strangled
him
Brought
the
flesh
back
to
my
basement
so
I
can
tailor
It,
make
it
fit
now
when
I'm
on
stage
I'm
looking
dangerous
I
shanked
the
nigga
in
his
neck
and
he
bled
Slowly,
now
I'm
in
your
area
wearing
your
dead
homie
I
rock
it
at
the
niggas
funeral
get
up
and
speak
"He
was
a
good
man,
but
my
outfit
is
fucking
sweet."
You
niggas
know
what
I
do
with
a
meat
cleaver,
Butcher
knives,
chainsaws,
pitchforks,
and
weed
eaters?
Fuck
your
hand
me
down
prada
and
them
weak
Sneakers,
my
closet
looking
like
a
deep
freezer
Swag
1 Intro
2 Slide
3 Sawed Off
4 Human Cloth
5 G
6 And So It Was Written
7 Filthnificent
8 I'm Already Dead
9 Jaylin
10 Skit
11 Am I Crazy
12 Honey Badger
13 Lone Wolf II
14 Dragonball Skeet
15 My Filthy Spirit Bomb
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