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rozz dyliams - street sweeper lyrics

[intro: dylan ross]
yo i’m on some dropping 50 f+cking hits of acid in your eyeball and breaking your legs on one side of the freeway type sh+t
then i’m gonna have a group of b+tches (fake ones) coaxing you to come over cause they can help you and as you drag your mangled bl++dy half dead self across the street 18 wheeler

[chorus]
cause i’m sick of creeping’ up out this dark street sweeping for the f+ck of it just to see how many suckers i can hit [x4]

[verse 1: dylan ross]
f+ck a soul sample i sample your soul and put it in a jar on the shelf like your f+cking label
i turn the tables on you writing in your fake fables
freaking a jewish record exec and he gives you +n+l
the same whack ass rapper that i gotta disable
and i’m working with something fierce i will f+cking rape you
break your kneecaps and put you in physical rehab and the b+tch dancing in your video look like a flea sack
is that your fiancé
that b+tch ain’t no beyonce probably the same drop out gold digger puerto rican jailbait that’s tryna get up in my business every weekend
i barely sang because they game is now fairly g+y when even the buckets spitter in 5 rock mary k
smearing like a f+cking clown but it makes sense why i’m paying multiple mortgages and you paying rent
[chorus]
cause i’m sick of creeping’ up out this dark street sweeping for the f+ck of it just to see how many suckers i can hit [x4]

[verse 2: dylan ross]
yo dylan ross hsk and volunteerz run the world all f+cking day and around here your crew ain’t sh+t just a bunch of motherf+ckers looking like they got off a g+y p+rn set
i’m a sn+tch your chain off your cheap sean jean astral glide it and put it right back where it belongs
i’m the master of the song with a maggot brain d+ck but you can’t even get with the fungus that it hangs with
insane sh+t from the mouth of madness that’ll put you in the same f+cking ground you standing
i’m only about passion and getting buck but if your only about a dollar then get f+cked cause i’m not
i’m disgracing the place that you step and i will put you in the trunk the sample place that you rep
that ain’t a movement you wanna know what a movement is
i’m moving bricks of this legitimate music b+tch
i’m working ten times harder than a pretty boy f+ggot rocking 808s and a vanessa carlton sample
so goodnight, sweet dreams, sleep lucid god is just a coping mechanism for the stupid

[chorus]
cause i’m sick of creeping’ up out this dark street sweeping for the f+ck of it just to see how many suckers i can hit [x4]

- rozz dyliams lyrics

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