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rozz dyliams - rock it up lyrics

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mane, what the dang friggin heck!
is you paid, hops?
they be like “dylan, what you doin’ for your day job?”
i get it snappin with that hollow action
that’ll leave you in a state of not ever being able to face swap
have ya lookin like the aftermath of santeria
sad to see go, but even more i hate to see you breathing
bleed the county out
with the slaughter
swine father built a concentration camp for pigs
cause i hate cops
yeah, you see me pullin out the royal conservatory of breakin’ hoes
all i wanna do is count
rozzy risky like a loaded muzzle loader
and you can’t help but avoid that you ain’t sh-t
staring the barrel down
fetch me musket
yeah, i gotta touch it
i gotta touch em’ with the hatred, in broad day, in public
who the f-ck want what?
who really want it?
who gotta death wish?
who wanna get buck with
me?
baby baby d, oh how i love you so
ever since i heard you go
off the wham, break down the doe
straight up out the gate, with nothin but hatred for a stupid hoe
kill me to stop me, but it still won’t stop my killin spree though
dylan is mean, so mean
dying to get to the green
don’t care if i get rich
if i can still do s-d-stic things
no, i don’t pistol play, the pistol is wishin’ things
and, b-tch, i’m the wish master, blastin’ on inferior beings
it was 1987
when the crack really started to rain down
heavy, from heaven
in ’88 and ’89 and ’90, makin’ a killin
then in ’91, somebody pushed a 50 rock, named dylan
must i bust, instant rush, kappa crackhouse
you ain’t got no credits left, hoe, you maxed out
got the game sewed up like a transgender
final bozz rozz bout to bring the gauze packs out
straight snapped out, with my baby mama out in castro
then the dea kicked down the d-mn doe
we were watching pbs, and she was breastfeeding
then the men with guns and masks came in
the baby started screaming



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