TrippyThaKid x Rozz Dyliams - Think (Prod.Lederrick)

Rozz Dyliams - Violent D Insane

Pro. Dylan Ross

Lyrics:
Whos that smooth young pale baldhead slick talkin mothafucka from the midwest
Gotta get next, international man of misery, Rozz touch down like incest
Fuck a friendship, fuck a job, fuck a bitch, anything other than clockin benjamins in excess
All because I make music, a lot of people think its okay to try to be all up in my business
And speaking of business, the perversion of the music industry has no limits
Dylan so voyeuristic, watching the whole shitfest go down from a distance
Steady dodging a bullet everyday, but when it finally hits me is when I pray to god it misses
Sometimes I feel like my mama took me out of heaven and put me here on purpose
What kind of planet is this?
I dont dig this, I dont get this or get with this, but while Im here Ima ride for me and mine
And Ima get it all, Ima ball til I fall tax-free and unlisted
Most unknown from the oh-one-oh, blunt rolled, one mo, Dylan gotta get the indica
Anybody wanna flex a little bit of evilness inside em, Ima knuckle up like Menacide and finish it
And get em nervous, packing something that will make em numb in my lip service
I get to working when I awake, its Young Jake Jeckel with the helly burner
Lifes a bitch, if Im the bitch that might get hitched to her, then Ima be Dylan Turner
Ike turn the Judas Cradle spike, hater murder, bitch I get paid for murder
Murder for hire, baby better believe Im finna deliver whatever I gotta to let em know that I gotta get it
Split it a hundred percent among me, one deep, planet rock 2k, pay me money
Snappin bands that bounce like a bungee, take what I want, wont get shit from me

Ill take you down to weather world
Let it rain, rain down on you

(Dylan Ross)

Rozz Dyliams - Weather World

Pro. Dylan Ross

Lyrics:
Jealous peoples souls dont get any attention when they die
Jealous peoples souls dont get any attention when they die
They look at the living with envy, for what they coulda had
But didnt even try
Get these illusions up out your head, before they grow a set of teeth
And eat you alive
There would be none of ya left, if Dylan really went off and wanted you to die
But I dont care about anyone or anything enough to distract myself from getting mine
Kill yourself, you dumb bitch
Rozz dont give a fuck, bitch
The whole entertainment owned by bloodlines I dont fuck with
Snakes who came from a different planet
with an ill intent, and corruption
Exploit starry-eyed idiots with no common sense
And deviate through obstruction
Trap you in there, rape the publishing
Growth stunt your entire functioning
Own your name and take credit for shit you did
Until its in the best interest of the company
To let you go
Hello, the name is Dylan and Im here to let you know
Never let em tell you what to do, to get a click, or get a view
Its only in their best interest to use you, hoe
So, whats that thing that Crustified Dibbs say
Something like every record label suck a fuckin funktified dick, mane

Youre doing it all wrong
Mistake after mistake after misake after mistake
Youre doing it all wrong
Ha ha ha ha ha
How does it feel to know that youll always be wrong

(Dylan Ross)

Rozz Dyliams - Youre Doing It All Wrong

Pro. Dylan Ross

Lyrics:
I heard somebody say they want the wickedshit
Put your bitches hand in a blender and flip the switch
Dylan killin any idiot on sight
If they even so much as have the potential to even look suspicious
Come around here, and youll probably be safe
But if Im outside, you get juxed in seconds
Catch you at an intersection, pull the plug and make you lose connection
Leave you severed, disemboweled, and dismembered
Yeah, the killing spree never stops
In the dark, as I grit my teeth, thinking about cops
And all the wrongdoings of the law
Piggies get molested infront of they families, with a chainsaw
Smash your bass and dick with a hammer til you go into shock
And then I shockingly detach your brain and skull
Young knuckle up, young the world is mine, and I dont give a fuck
About anything, but the buck buck

Theres an unexpected house guest, all up in your house now
Reloading, and now Im finna rinse it out
Let the adrenaline pump
Feeling something like a black market human gland adrenaline bump
My hand gets my knife, and my brain tells my hand
Its societies fault, go machete em up
The world keeps spinning, it just does what it does
I put the bloody chunks of human meat in the freezer
Just because

Im a house guest
Yeah
Im unexpected

R-O double bloodhound dogface, covered in maggots
Coming to kill ya, soon as I get ut this crawlspace
Im about to give all yall a taste
Of a psychopathic tendency haver, that have a lot at stake
Fucking with me, catch a sawblade to the head
Then you get left for dead, with litres of blood coming out your face
With much frustration, you cant pinpoint the location
Of the vacation house on the lake

Theres an unexpected house guest, all up in your house now
Reloading, and now Im finna rinse it out
Let the adrenaline pump
Feeling something like a black market human gland adrenaline bump
My hand gets my knife, and my brain tells my hand
Its societies fault, go machete em up
The world keeps spinning, it just does what it does
I put the bloody chunks of human meat in the freezer
Just because

Im a house guest
Yeah
Im unexpected

(Dylan Ross)

Rozz Dyliams - House Guest

Pro. Dylan Ross

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0a4ryE2VOc

Lyrics:
I got insane issues, up inside my brain tissue
Bout to send a heat seeker to find you that cant miss you
Anybody try to protect you get the same issue
And they cant stitch you back after dirty Dylane hit you
Splatter and split you to fit you inside the chipper
Im turning you into food for the caterpillars, you dumb bitch you
Cant nobody save you from the wrath of Dylan
Psychotic villian, dosia demon, dreaming of keeping my pockets fillin
In my murder manor with chains hangin off my ceiling
Many a time they get the prize I left, but never caught the killer
Needed to lure em in somehow, so now you get the picture
Even bout to get a new furnace to burn these bitches quicker
Nobody love you so I cremate you and get a bag and fill it up, and throw it out
Cause nobody coming to pick you up
I drop you on the judas cradle, then you go to heaven
Just another spanish inquisition torture method murder victim

Knock you down on to the ground, and cut your head off then I fuck it
Fuck your brains out as I watch em fall into a plastic bucket
When I was young I got corrupted
Now I think that people can hear every thought that Im thinking
When I go out in public
If you dont fuck with me youre a stupid dumb idiot
That doesnt like anything that resonates or has any substance
So I gotta do something, either by providing homicide
Or you not taking it anymore, and finally jumping
Just another worthless meatsack, just another statistic
Scraped and scooped off of the sidewalk, with exposed intestines
I give you way less than a six foot hole to rest in
Turn this scene into a body decomposing session

(Dylan Ross)

Rozz Dyliams - Grave Rot VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION

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07. When You Make Me Click

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GxwBRil_-EE

Pro. Keenanza

Lyrics:
This is more than work
This is Dylan work
Dylan working, always doing shit like Laura Dern
Hit up Laura with the flora, "Baby, whatchu dern?
Come on, is it cleared up or not?"
I'm a juggernaut with the sperm
Dylans happy little wiggle worm
But I put you under anesthesia and I get your stupid ass fitted for dentures if it burn
I treat you and your girlfriends like Vanity 6, you'll get yo turn
You talk a lot of haughty taughty dumb bitch shit, but you always hit me first
Bitches ain't shit, so I tell my main bitch "Hit the track and don't come back until you get your brain fixed"
Then I decided it's time to hit up all of my side bitches and tell em all the same thing "I hate you. Die. It's time to find where the highest bridge is"
Still with the Ballys like G-Force, I got the Talkabout, the flippy pager
Bitch I'm major, chopping up pimpin with a razor
When I was a little boy my favorite comicbook was Razor
Now I'm not a little boy anymore, so what's the fuckin flavor?
Took a daytrip to Vancouver to kidnap the Soskas, then I made 'em fuck each other and do whatever I wanted when I taped it
Almost let em go, I had a momentary lapse of judgment even though I love em can not let em go and so I cut 'em
It's the toy breaker like Sid
You dealin with a literal autism-having psychopathic woman pimp
Fuck the drugs the drinkin, I just want to cause you anguish 
Fuckin with Dylan is like the first thing that you should not play with
Heavy doses of hypnosis and mental manipulation
It's my kind of Spanish fly the medicine that I get away with 
Call it what you want
You can call it life is what you make it
All my life hatred, cause I don't even want to escape it

It's all about the mind, but you're too stupid to check the signs
If Wayne can do it I can do it, and Wayne is blind
So I won't ask your pea brain havin ass a second time
Where's my motherfuckin money you know is mine you piece of swine?

(Dylan Ross)

Henwell & Brokaw

Rozz Dyliams - Pea Brain VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvAD6-dUmOo

Pro. Slavery

Lyrics:
I got this pimpin in my blood that tell me to go out there and take advantage of what was put here on gods green earth to go and get you lavish
I don't have a silver book I learned it from a firsthand look
Had to take it to another pond and throw my Gilson hooks
Busters talkin shit on Rozzy Dyliams cause they envy me
I'm in your bitches ears then her neck like an ENT
Bitch I ain't no bank ease off me hoe this ain't no pnc
Matter of fact, look down you idiot slag don't even speak to me
If a playa fall then I bounce back easily with Dms affiliates when you see me at the regency
If I got a problem I can call up Pablo he can see
Who is in the area to take care of ya for a menial fee
-Call your back up but your back up ain't cause you ain't got no back up and you ain't got shit to back up like Amanda blank
-life is what you make it life is give and take so when I take it I exchange it with a muddy bloody river stank 
Let me know cause I handle shit as i go. As I grow, all I wanna do is kill some mo
Money stacking but it only help a little because no matter how much it only make my problems overflow
Still keepin shit together like I never knew I could, they hate me cuz I'm white and I rep the north like woodie wood
But this ain't no gang shit. This is just my struggle, friends that used to shake my hand still shake My hand but now they press my knuckle
When I think I got it all and all my brains get splattered bury me inside a hatchet just like a Jamaican casket
Fuck America
Fuck a white American, I'd rather turn my hatred into power just like Farrakhan 
Prey on those who don't have the vocabulary that I do and turn it on themselves and show em something that they never knew
Bring the forty five out, bring the mosque out. I don't give a fuck bitch I buck just like Moscow

They call me Neuterboy
Bitch I neuter you
Even hard candy don't got shit on what i do to you
First you get the mohel then I put you under the soil
Rage told me Neva fold because that's what you make your enemies do
They try to get me back on drugs, I ain't into it
Used to get my nose froze like an Inuit
Now all I wanna do is kill so keep the bodies comin in and I'ma send the body bags out, zip the shit
Wicked shit

(Dylan Ross)

Rozz Dyliams - Neuterboy VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION

Produced by Slavery

Lyrics:
Good dope backwood smoke plenty junt choke
Punk hoe, we too buck hoe, hit the front doe
Hit you up for money roll and maybe even much mo
I don't give a mutherfuck tho
I'm a cut throat
Fuck a 9-to-5 day
Pimpin hoggin mindstate
Razor Rozzy really pullin up with the grind plate
Night time is the swine father favorite time of day
Off the wham, off the gram of super sticky Isaac Haze
By the way, I must say prepare to have your mind erased
You'll be speakin in a different language by the time you're baked
I'm bout a pull a little Ramsey right on sight fool
Ima have to hit em with the '94 price mane
400 for a half
you do math
Uh huh, ain't nothin like money in a ziplock bag
Light my blunt up w a hundred as I watch the stocks crash
Big ol' booty Betty Bathory be in my bloodbath
Hop up in my warpath and get knocked the fuck back
Cut you up a give your countenance a set of cunt flaps
Bitch I'm from Ohio
The birthplace of funk
Step up if you got some ana baby boy and let's get crunk
Have you reekin funk , next to two 15s up in the trunk
Slow , loud, and banging, wavin with my cuddy, blowin skunk
Richy rozzy rich you funky bitch I'm ballin til I fall
Ima have to get it all and Ima be out like Evol
Young Midwest
You can meet at the wailing wall
Judah Judah Judah I don't fuck with no judas at all
Itching for a money sack. Had to get the judases
Mr hysterectomy pull em out like a uterus
Rozzy really keep it goin, watch the way I do this shit
Lewd and crass
Bitch I'm lutichrist
Bitch I'm ludicrous
Who compare me to something scary I'll consume a bitch
Numerous clips eat you up like eucharist
Runnin all throughout your body just like MRSA, the curse of the worst of the worst of what I can do ain't even started yet
Get your fuckin starter kit
Get your triple cocktail
Deep up in your veins now
Do you feel retarded yet

MRSA MRSA
MRSA MRSA
MRSA MRSA
MRSA MRSA 
MRSA MRSA
MRSA MRSA
MRSA MRSA
Give 'em all MRSA

(Dylan Ross)

Rozz Dyliams - MRSA

dl - bit.ly/2V5JYXb | Prod. Rob People

https://soundcloud.com/rozzdyliams -

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Neronic Cross up on my hand, I worship Pagan gods 
I put my life on the line and then bet against the odds 
Mobbin' like David Koresh and my hair unbobs (poppin)
Flirty fishing, wishing to split the wig of a cop (fuck'am)
I worship violence, I'm one of the tyrants you can't get to stop (no)
Fuck with me, the last thing you hear will not be a pistol pop
I only fuck with esoteric methods
I could get your bitch to drop ass, in the pentagram and pick it up, lick it up, (like a bitch)
I got further knowledge you perceive as sin
I can help you open up your soul and let the demons in (yeah)
God is the savior, the only one you should be believin' in (like me)
Ski mask on my evil grin, I don't even know what the reason is, (yeah)
But I'm still zaggin', (yeah) and I'm still saggin' (yeah)
Got the deals, on the pills, better take advantage
I'm a savage, harder than Cialis and I'm blastin'
In a mansion, leave you covered in maggots and wrapped in plastic
Dripped-out Jesus rolling cabbage, totin' automatics
Crust punk livin' in dystopia until I vanish (what)
I reappear in the mirror, spitting at you enchantments (what)
Rap game first edition, flowers in the attic (hell yeah)
Manic panic, but when I die, it won't be temporary (no)
We like Eastern Europeans, stinky and extra hairy (stankin')
Chiefin' hay before I catch the ferry to the island
I'm in love with myself and that's the only reason I'm smilin'
Gangsta-walkin', buckin', choppin', jookin' like Ninja Gaiden (oup x9)
Across the flo' I'm glidin', po' a fo' to get enlightened
Murder you with your own oil burners, fuckin' with Tina
I am a witch, but not the type that's portrayed by Sabrina

Zag like a witch, zag like a witch
Zag like a witch, zag like a witch
Zag like a witch, zag like a witch
Zag like a witch, zag like a witch
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Rozz Dyliams - Youre Doing It All Wrong

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