Dylan Ross - Fuck You (ft. Big Crust)

A Ratos Me Encuentro

The sixth thunder - with mu

Rozz Dyliams - Dark Dorkison: Return Of The Goof

I didn't make this. Credit to @ROZZDYLIAMS.

lyrics:


I am a lonely cynic
I have a secret jar and a secret cover
Because i dont want you to know whats in it
Let alone whats floating in it at the top
Convincing myself that sooner or later this has to stop
But i dont know what it is thought, anything helps
Cuz one day it decided to sneak its way in and fuck up everything else
Let it be felt
The only reason i love winter is cuz everything freezes to death and then everything melts
I love it because its circular, mainly
I love the image of a dead crow, surrounded by a circle of daisies
Thought process is hazy, but it comes out so clear, im crazy
You can say thank you to the people that raised me
Props to the middle state
I outlined my entire life on a grey page and remembered to leave the middle blank
And before I get aroused to spit
I wander around the crib
And polar fleece night gowns and wigs
I am a clown pig
Drown kids in brown shit
Then keep the body pieces in jars without lids
Im down for the shit till im out this
And when ill leave im like "Who's coming with me"
No choice, the crowd is
Because i count bullets and you count tips
On stage with a hallowed out goat skull for where the crown is
My goal is to make everyone who came out sick with imagery that triggers a full body dry heave without spit
Lock you all in here then douse this
Venue in starter , and make it go up in flames like LA houses
With no social prowess
At the funeral wake like
"I need something from the basement that I can dip the prouts in
Torching herbs
Who rather watch the red rubberball bounce on the bottom of the screen and ignore the words
Im hardcore berserk
Sex, money and murder
The first two are cool, but lately i go for the third
This is the only thing that'll calm my nerves
And it also happens that when I rhyme
It can conjure up swarms of birds
I take ten hour dirt naps nightly
Revive myself and shake off
Because the floor is dirt

Lincoln

Dylan Ross - Goat Skull

Faith, Hope, Charity

Rozz Dyliams - Simon Of The Desert

Rozz Dyliams - Guts

dl - https://bit.ly/2V5JYXb | Prod. SHMX

https://soundcloud.com/rozzdyliams - https://soundcloud.com/politicalwitchcraft & https://instagr.am/mister_sticktalk/

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What up Rozz
What up Lord Quazz
Put you drinks down
Put your hands up for applause
I'm serving free food like a mosque
But it's food for thought
It's witches brew and I'm skimming off you the broth
And if I'm the best to ever do it dog
Then I don't have anything to prove at all
Except doing me and moving on
Move along
I've been rapping fifteen years
And I guess it roughly adds up to a couple thousand stupid songs
Cause I got bars to mention
Music isn't shit if you regard convention
And I am living proof of this
Etherial dreamscape lucidness
Two lovers and only one of em won't leave me on some stupid shit
And lately I'm a stupid bitch
Full of kinetic energy and too lazy to figure out what to do with it
And if anything is getting through to you
The only thing I'm tryna prove is all the time you waste being a humanist

I must have said something wrong
But I've been saying it all along
My friend

Trapped in a maze 
And I'm amazed 
At all these angels with dirty faces 
I was greatly disappointed by Dirty Acres 
So I took it out and put another tape
In attempts to escape and create thirty minutes of blank slating 
Twenty years, no more bunny ears 
No more romanticizing the wonder years 
If everything is nothing
That can only mean that everything is just another front
To mask all of my other fears
Cause I wish I could make another Mint
I wish I could make another one that didn't suck and fucking make me cringe
I wish that I could get off of my self-deprecating binge
To the point that I could maybe even make some friends 
The world is your oyster 
Up and Adam man unless you stay inside and decide to blame it on Adavan
It's time to run a new course on the street
Shower shave and take blue corpse off repeat
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Drip Day Afternoon

Said Something Wrong

Dylan Ross - Said Something Wrong

dl - bit.ly/2V5JYXb | Prod. SHMX

https://soundcloud.com/rozzdyliams - https://soundcloud.com/politicalwitchcraft & http://twttr.com/shmx_

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My diet is liquid
Mostly purple and green
I got a' bag full of dreams
And it drips at the seams
Been alive 22 years and still don't know what it means
Justa buncha ups and downs livin' on triple beams
I don't pop any beans
I just fuck with the juice
Poppin' caps off a' stems
Later I'll see the truth
Feeling like Water World
Feeling like I am trapped
Feeling like I'm running in circles and then comin' back
To the same place
Mask on with the same face
So I approach the world with a permanent game face (yeah)
I see the future I could tell you how the rain taste (crisp)
Keep a distance ho and stay out of a mang's face
Dip my head in purple drank and let my brain baste
I've never been to Based World but I've been to Dripped Outerspace
Out of body experience like I'm taking powders laced
With other drugs I don't even understand how to take
Set your house a blaze
Went on a trip around the world, but really I was just kickin' it on the couch for days
Woke up dehydrated with cavities and diaper rash
I don't grind for cash, I just let the shit fall in my lap (Scheiße)
Like a German I'm working wood wheel turning
Element come rollin' and I'm still burnin'
Handzum Boys is the institution and bitch I'm earnin'
Rural suburban disturbance kick haters in the sternum

I'm just posted up
House shoes on with the Honey Berry blunt
If you really real then you already know what's up
Leanin' on the porch with the morphine in the cup
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Dylan Ross - Goat Skull

hitchens' razor