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rozz dyliams - palmer lyrics

[verse 1: dylan ross]
ignorance is something i never condone if the closest thing you’ve ever been to jazz is medicine show
i been working for a while my discography will let it show
so play it loud it’s a no+no if the decimal level is low
your fans are a bunch of blind motherf+ckers oedipus knows who never know what it’s like to be the real from head to toe
but dylan ross finna let ’em know if you step to me death is inevitable and comes within a second yo
consider line after line fresh fruit for the mind of a rotting vegetable consumer trying to test the sk!ll
going in for the k!ll every time i k!ll it, k!ller for the dough so i’m coming like a deer hunter with the persistence
for instance i deal with autistic meltdowns and mental illness so i could start buggin’ the h+ll out at any minute
only got a few on my team for the reason we’re fixing to raid and collect it all behind the green door
it’s easy to make a target out of any mark who wants to make it iffy with me seen him pushing the pen the hardest
my cousin now has a bunch of drug possession charges an ex+raver junkie with a gun collection in his apartment
a product of narcotic consumption blowin’ dilaudid if you let me sing esham at your funeral i’d be honored
i keep 100 matter fact i’m mr. keep it 100 in the flesh and i’m kickin’ the best sh+t in abundance
sipping the dark brown beer looking for a little piece of a lane cause i’m the head newman+kramer around here
like karl said your act disappears when i shift it into top gear i’m the top gun (?) in all of the pop you hear
let me stop you there i can see the intimidation and fear in the fact you can not mask it with a proper stare
my occupation is that of great impatience and carpel tunnel setting in every time i write a new mixtape
though my wrist is temporarily bent it isn’t g+y
i’ve been given time to think about the choices i wish i made
and all the other wonderful opportunities i p+ssed away like tours and major distribution within the states
money isn’t appealing
i want the same release of uncle leland after his hair turned white and he murdered his niece
peace to all the representatives in the northwest who gave me sedatives in the form of cactuses and other plants
i am the rain man super shamanistic with holistics doing a thunderdance in the midst of it you get misted
super blacklisted
a gonzo chef working on recipes from a private cookbook collection that’s anarchistic
i never leave a witness or leave behind a prototype of a futuristic rap in 1000 years i’ll be kickin’
i’ll be lifted on the night of your dismissal
i’ll be the ghost in the back of your head you can’t get rid of with a pistol

- rozz dyliams lyrics

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