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rozz dyliams – tower city lyrics

[verse 1: dylan ross]
yo, it’s about to get critical
i never advocate a whack tape or a body of work that’s unoriginal
coming hard like a criminal like gangsta pat kickin’ the deadliest verse that’ll put you on your back
i’m like a watts prophet wise and black
do you see the resemblance in the way that i despise the rap
artists of nowadays putting out a highly whack project through a label with enough money to buy it back
but that’s beside the fact
i can see through your sh+t with infinite vision television you can’t prescribe me that
psilocybin’d out grimy cat kick a stank rap thinking outside of the box call me frank zapp’
give me a blank pad i’ll go line for line
i’m so far out you couldn’t even find me with a private eye
eating applesauce in cyanide testing my stomach of steel with marshall applewhite watching pass the mic
[verse 2: dylan ross]
ross makes the best stuff
i put out the projects harder to find than a first edition pressing of deathcrush
comfortable in a field as i was raised a pagan
santa barbara in the deck old school sean o’hagan
i’m sick of struggling and scr+ping so i’m fervently working on a reputation more amazing than satan
i’m sick of the popular culture fascination with snapbacks and bacon cause i’m all about creation
a bar with multiple layers a real rhyme sayer
16s rolling out like a dungeons and dragon slayer
no one can consciously touch me as if i had a vd
i’ll murk you half asleep or even if i’m dreaming completely
often i feel like the earth is beneath me to the point i look down and can’t even see any terrain underneath me
the corduroy vested prince i’m still throwing down the best mints and i ain’t been back to new west since

- rozz dyliams lyrics

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