Dylan Ross - Banana Peelz

Rozz Dyliams - Science Lab

Ana Mix Vol. 1: Ana With Tha W

06. Fahrenheit

Produced by Joshua Dunn

Lyrics:
Im about to go on a damn rampage
Dylan comin with that bump that'll put your punk ass on the front page
You got a problem with me? Whats your sons age?
I'll put you both under, just like John Cage
I got enemies, lord knows Dylan Ross got enemies
As to be expected, all of 'em suffer from passive-aggression
Obsession, and jealousy
Whats the matter with the media? Matter of fact
Whats the matter with everything?
Everything in this world is fucked up, cause of people like you
Bottom line
Thats the thing
Fuck politics
Fuck a wedding ring
Burn logs
Have an orgy in the woods
In this lifetime
In a million different dimensions
I'd have a billion orgies, if I could
Infinite goddesses across the nation
Double penetration
All up in rotation
Lost all sense of feeling, after masturbating
But I got my boner back, after waiting
Let me get back to what I was saying
To the motherfucking task at hand
Welcome to my world
Welcome to my Sextrafikanistan
Dildos instead of guns
And guns like Afghanistan
Sextrafikanistan
What you goin to school foe
I heard you go to school, hoe
You look like you aint having any fun
Or makin any dough
You look just like a shallow hole
With no hope

Come on babe...

(Dylan Ross)

All Night Long

Rozz Dyliams - Sextrafikanistan

produced by Ika

Lyrics:
What the heck ya doin lil scunner?
I dont know but lately, i been doin numbers
20, 50, 100, for a 1 ill put you under
pussyboy dont get caught up in dangerous shit that dont concern ya
now i got 27 lighters on my dressa
tryn to get paid, lately i been thinkin a lot about vanessa
28 days later, boomin with the pressure
killer with a crooked jaw who look like uncle fester
i remember back in '03, and1 dvd
cross just like hot sauce, now im workin chargin fees
buzzin like a rotary, no one look at dylan please
comin down like woss ness, and swangin like a rosary
i been sayin fuck the world, rozzy dangerfield get no respect
inside this maze of dancing rats but its okay with me
everything fachacta but the money, what im sayin, g
half-alive all for the bank note, its almost slavery
purely independent pimpin cant nobody label me, these labels dont
want shit to do with dylan cause he play play for keeps
Decorated by streets, i have returned like bay b kane to
roughly guide ya to the trauma center, killa crazymane
Groin to the gullet, cut ya, clickin just like candymane
Whippin in the kitchen, Dylan gotta keep a pattycake
Fuck it in the face, put it down, call it euthanaise
Is the way that Dylan get it in, Im into gettin paid
Get you sprayed, im ridin with. specimens of violence that
knock you like hiram abiff and etch you like a heiroglyph
Double z the quarter key that keep you up all night ya bitch
Ridin with my sister wives and flippin like a nitrous switch
Bank account like David Berg, off the grid like a pimp
Iceberg, frostbit, frostbite the white bitch
Stiff arm steady, bout to throw it off the sky bridge
Lay low for a couple weeks out of town, like this

(Dylan Ross)

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