The mind of Rozz

Dylan Dylan

Dylan Ross - Sun Goddess Practitioner

Pro. Rozz Dyliams

Galeforce Beach
08.14.15

Rozz Dyliams - Boys

Rozz Dyliams - The Hovering Eye

Rozz Dyliams - D

Rozz Dyliams - Bags

Rozz Dyliams - Babysweetness

Pro. Dylan Ross
Illustration: Conceived Sorrow

Lyrics:
Hound
Hound from the sound

Flesh of my beast, blood of my brain
Blood of my beast, to wash away this earthly stain
Anti-religion and unforgiven, fallen from heaven
Banished to this planet, its the wickedest witch
of all existence
Ill take everything that you love right from underneath you
in just one single instance
Dylan been killin it, poppin it, fillin it, bitch
And I been on that wicked shit
Been on that ungod, ungodly mentality
Thats the literalness
You enter the mind of a killer, past the point of no return
Now enter the abyss...
Im hearing voices and they speak in rewind
Had a message of blasphemy, the messenger was my nine
I get sadistic when I carry out this vengeance of mine
Render you paraplegic and hit you dead in the spine
Hit your face with a hammer and give you a brand-new design
Make your brain matter and your fuckin retina combine
Dumped the remains off of a bridge, and asked a cop for the time
All nonchalant, then I got back home
And wrote this wicked-ass rhyme
Now its time

Hound
Hound from the sound

Im hunting you, Im right behind you, hunting you
Me and my friends belong to an elite, exclusive hunting group
Not "friends"
The people inside of my head that tell me what to do
And where to go, and how to keep my composure to find you
Ahh yes, we meet again. The beast needs to eat again
I woke up in a puddle, cause I pissed my plastic sheets again
Thinking about my deep obsession, masturbate while writing verses
Hatred worsens as I get to thinking, it got my penis twitchin
God came down to heaven to find me, so he could give me a vision
Total extermination of the planets major three religions
All the plastic wrap, and blood and guts on the wall with feces dripping
Made an incision, fucked up, got distracted by my CD skippin
Skippin to New South Wales in a cinch if things up here get too suspicious
Bout to get a different face so it cant be traced by facial recognition
Running this shit til Im committed, shitted, hanging from the rafters
Uncle Jim and Manuel said it was better to get it done with faster

Hound
Hound from the sound
(Dylan Ross)

Rozz Dyliams - Hound From The Sound

Produced by Joshua Dunn

Lyrics:
I been zaggin' on these hoes
Like a young Tommy Wiseau
Step into my room, then you gotta go
whats up whats up with it tho
if you wanna talk pay a fee
got a team as crazy as me
fuckin round will get you hit w somethin in the neck to quit you talking like the d.o.c
crimenitley. you little shits need to scadaddle the fuck away from me
what the hell ya tryn to prove ya little fella
take the l and be out peacefully

run it up, keep on runnin baby, get to bookin
pullin out pullin up, everybody lookin
neighbors think we methed out but its just juugin
six stoves in my house, everybody cookin
baby baby d do whatever i want to
everything you cant do
shit always thought i couldn't
the difference between you and me is youre a dumb bitch about to get stuck
and im an angel who gets buck
and youre a buck angel who gets fucked
-woosah. Silly dilly got the juice
-booyah with my tribe, goin live
Spray a silly goose
-I'll show ya how to turn a hundred into five hundred
Hit me on my second line don't hit up my number
I hear the click click but I ain't tryn to hide copper
Ratatata boom like triggerman, with the life stopper

(Dylan Ross)

All Night Long

Rozz Dyliams - Uonwannodrama

Produced by Ika

Lyrics:
Game face ghetto d
Ghetto post dated.
Still the most misunderstood and the most hated
The game is mine ya filthy swine I'm bout to castrate ya
Sweat the small stuff, bitch
Let the past shape ya
Let it frustrate ya, Indica bud breaker.
Breaker breaker one, I just wanna get the cash paper
Rozzamonics trickle down to the obituary if you wanna find me posted up I'm in the blast chamber
It's where I wanna be
It's what I wanna be
The money callin me
It's all I wanna see
Yeah I'm pullin out w the blueberry
Fuck you hippie i just wanna get my dick sucked
Its 2000 i need a new cherry
Got you in bitch hysteria doctor dylan bout to fill your script up
ripped up, bout to bring the thunder, so you know it aint no wonder you went under and your record label 261d ya
Sometimes I sit up at night and look at the sky and wonder why am I so fi w slumpers, why was I assigned a number

Its where I wanna be
Its what I wanna be
The money callin me
Its all I wanna see
2x

(Dylan Ross)

Rozz Dyliams - Callin

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https://soundcloud.com/rozzdyliams - https://soundcloud.com/dosagemusic

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I'm thinking about this woman I severely miss
Problem is I don't know if she knows that I exist
I mean I know she knows but I don't know to what extent
I'm staring up at the ceiling
Smoking relieving stress
I have so many memories I never think to keep
But when I have a memory of her, i'm sinking deep
She's on my mind so much it's getting hard for me to sleep
So when I finally can its a bitter sweet release

I'm caught up in this thought I can't express, adequately (just say it)
I'm caught up in this thought I can't express, adequately (just meaning)
I'm caught up in this thought I can't express, adequately (just say it)
I'm caught up in this thought I can't express, adequately (just meaning, i try)

As I look up at the full moon 
I wonder if she's somewhere looking at it too 
I know it sounds like garbage but it's really true 
And what I feel is not far as from what I really do 
I could always sense when she got closer to my space 
I think I saw her cross the street but didn't see her face 
I had to see if it was her and so I chased 
Lost in the sea of people, she was gone without a trace

I'm caught up in this thought I can't express, adequately (just say it)
I'm caught up in this thought I can't express, adequately (just meaning)
I'm caught up in this thought I can't express, adequately (just say it)
I'm caught up in this thought I can't express, adequately (just meaning, i try)
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Dylan Ross - Expressions

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