SoundCloud Files Vol. 9

Words Ain't Shit

Dylan Ross - Walk Up To Your House (ft. Mr. Sche)

Ana Mix Vol. 1: Ana With Tha W

05. Bust A Cap

Produced by Slavery

Lyrics:
Well
Let me take you on a trip down Henwell
None of the bullshit drama that you ever start will end well
Predator in the hen house
Ten toes. Ten down.
Pimpin these idiots just dolemite but Dylanmites in town
Drippin up on the scene
Mug on mean blades chop like laser beam
Creepin around with no pass in my neck of the woods is the shit get you wiped away clean
Plucked off of the green and haphazardly dumped in the middle of a field
Player steady sippin on the jug of Rossi right before I go and do a little mission I don't wanna feel
I don't wanna feel. I don't wanna feel
I Need to kill so must I kill, I got you in my danger zone my world of chaos shit is real
Thunderstorms are warnin you that you should have stayed home and chilled
But now you trapped in weatherworld with tornados my battlefield 
Ima let the dogs get ya. Rip you up the shreds
Pig father is back. You think id ever stop you must be high on crack. A lonely sad person floppin around on Angel dust you remind of that
you want me to send you back, right up back, to your uncles farm in Ohio, man?

Welcome to Naderland
A lotta tornaders, man
Whip, whip, whip, whip, whip
Whippin through
Welcome to Naderland
A lotta tornaders, man
Whip, whip, whip, whip, whip
What you gonna do

(Dylan Ross)

All Night Long

Rozz Dyliams - Naderland

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)

Rozz Dyliams - Sextrafikanistan

Dylvia Roska

Rozz Dyliams - Wicked Shit 4 Life

lyrics by dylan ross
mixed and mastered by dylan ross at house of drip
instrumental produced by lederrick

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