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rozz dyliams - surgica lyrics

dylan double pull up in a bubble and i got a couple
chains around my neck and they stay fine like a junkie couple
bands on me i got a couple
rozzy ready bout to rumble
really rozzy bout to go duke nukem on a planet sucker
i just need that cash in my hands yeah i need that bundle
stiff arm that b-tch like pat rich and then run that dumb hoe
when i put that money in my pants yeah i do that walk
f-ck with me and the outline of yo body will get drew with chalk
drawn in
sworn in
i’m out west like the warden
f-ck with me and you will surely see that ain’t n0body here as morbid
more bun
top one
nice one get sorted
hollow drippin’ dolo run up in your house and turn that sh-t into a gore film
sw-ng through like a hatchet
rozzy really grip a ratchet
let a little b-tch have it
run through it and tax it
only spit the f-cking crack sh-t like lil ken from the half cl!ck
lorrain cuyahoga county line
i’m a wild boar
i’m a savage
i’m savvin’ out and i’m out here in the emerald city and i been hoggin’
hogging in the game and tearing up a lane
i line up all my enemies and hit the targets
i just wanna watch you bleed and die and watch the guts inside your body splatter on the carpet
momma knew when i was just a fetus in her belly when i grew up i would k!ll somebody
bodies on my .9 as sure as i’m psychotic
13-81 i feel like walter tyler
13-81 i’m bout to get the funds
i’m bout to get the check
i’m bout to run it up
i’m bout to f-ck it up
i’m bout to tear it up and get the bands and put it in a herschel duffle
dylan get it bucker, bucking on a buster
i don’t give a f-ck and thats why y’all in trouble
all you do is talk and i ain’t got the time to pay attention cause i’m all about the hustle
hustle heavy moving weight like schneider
hit em’ with the uh typewriter
write em’ off with a beam with the tube with the stick with the uh sideswiper
god had made me then he made me look into the mirror then i called myself the white biker
what’s up joan? welcome to my joanstown
i trap you in my cult and then i cyanide ya
i ain’t on no silly satan worship sh-t i am the light bearer
i’m the goat writer
i’m the ghost with the most
i’ma turn your f-cking ghostwriter into a ghost writer
i just wanna stack a couple bands away and sleep in sat-rday and do the most friday
many different things i like to do but at the end of the day you know its all foe profit
ima get that money in my hands and get mo’ money
try me if you want but if you try me you gon’ die cause if you try you try the whole squadron
inner state skating nice the whole highway
i’m a capsize your whole boat sideways

epiphania epiphania please help me learn to deal with all this mania
my brain is all up in the clouds again but still my body steady stuck on subterranean (x2)

- rozz dyliams lyrics

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