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dlyan - backwoods & nightmares lyrics

oh them backwoods

verse 1 [dlyan]:

it’s like i can see ’em in my dreams
see the blackwoods splitting by the seams
see the crows all taking flight
screw this motherf+cking chain
check the locks; i’m the motherf+cking main
fresh kicks, fresh socks, some icy sweats that are flame
and the digital knots in my pocket and on my brain
it’s got me driven like fiends for cocaine
needing a boost cause ya flow lame
i show gains on the daily, see us lifting the roost
pack my mac in my backpack then i hit ’em with the deuce

hook [dlyan]:

backwoods in my nightmares
backwoods in my dreams
backwoods in my nightmares
oh, burn the russian crеam
with that purple green

verse 2 [dlyan]:
i wokе up in a nightmare, i was on the block
couldn’t scream, couldn’t talk, when i heard the sound of the c+ck
drop back+ quick, jet set
so these p+ssies want to push me? bet, bet
i slit sh+ts like you
coroner has no clues
once i’m through
plugging you full of holes, i get net
profits when i run the chains from their necks
i got the crown like tyrannosaurus rex
having s+x with the tec’s by the bed
bloodshed is next as i aim for the chest or the head
that motherf+cker ain’t dead yet
they put a hundred thou on dlyan’s head yet
i’m still standing free, check the original og d
the homie be: c
as in, the roman numeral; a hundred, b+st+rd
dlyan worth a trilly as i split the philly but faster
than the last or the best, illy sh+t
i get to the ‘matic way i wreck your cd set
when the bass hits, these homies hit the deck
but if you ask for me to ace it, no sweat
cause everybody face it, the flow wet
the beat is haunting, motherf+cker
beating me is daunting, as i did it without what you’re wanting
i did it despite what you’re flaunting
my only penalty is taunting
they put on cats that’s conning
so i think i can see it dawning
that the iller flower’s got your girlfriend fawning
as i run your ice, next thing i’m p+wning
i put a hole in his chest while the p+ssy was drawing, and
so now you see him falling in eternal endless dark
when out of the blackness there’s a spark
that illuminates just a part of the community park
it’s dlyan chiefing diesel, you can see him make his mark
on the sky, when the wolves let out their snarls and cries
see the phantoms float as we rise
as i turn and see it’s size
six times my expectation
a hundred feet behind me i can feel the sensation
of it’s breath on my neck
the trees ruffle their leaves as it covers twenty feet a sec
the night’s wet now, the rain all in a drizzle
i take my backup backwood and drain the pain as i sizzle
and i’m back jetting through this gnarled twisted forest like a missile
i’m as lost as a tourist that’s packing a pistol
i hear the fire sizzle and crack
snapping me back into this pitch black cracked attack
grab the speed up out my sack
you see these other slackers lack
check what i pack: a mastered track
the b+st+rd’s back with a faster rap
that’ll leave ’em lapped on the track
cause they sweet as crackerjacks
and they don’t know my dagger’s black
just like my koch
pull back the hammer; let it drop
the sound shocks like sp+ce travels
hear ’em fall hard as the arbiter’s gavel
and knock as they hit flat on the ground
these blackwoods turning, burning bushes and bushels of sticks
chasing me, snapping of twigs
my heart’s splintering; it heard the fl!cks
it’s getting closer on my trail . .
all these others completely pale to the white boy
you know, type of cats to ignite joy
i crumble into blackness
every motherf+cking time i see that tracklist
you know the homie’s strapped and he packs it
as this unholy beast is chasing me, it’s rabid
crashing of trees and a racket
knock the f+cker down like i hacked it
it opens it’s jagged jaws and rips through my jacket
as it stabs with claws, slashes
gets out it’s grip and i dashes
j gat, the menacing
they want beef; i got venison
chron’ chron’ be the medicine
cmon well then get it son
or just watch as i move and get it done
any time we knock they let us in
they should know dlyan veteran
to the point where b.i.g. sh+t is just casually spitten
i got a chaotic edge if you want to get bitten
dlyan walk around and see only kidding
they straight to the face, when they b+tches, they kitten
these p+ssies will talk and then act as if they didn’t
same ones to k!ll over sh+t that was written
the don no cap, straight ambidextrous with the write
they don’t know what that mean; still they know that it’s tight
dextrous, boy white
my sight steers me everclear
i could fall at this height but never fear
check the way they all hear+ but none talk
ain’t dead in here, we don’t need more bodies outlined in chalk
i spit sunflower seeds as i sit on the dock
i walk this song as i got in on lock
what a shock
it’s lockey
big dyl
i pop xanax cause you know how it feel
i’m dylan, you know how it real
in fact i’m the realest motherf+cker in the game
i show these homies how to heal

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