Docborot, Rozz Dyliams - Chop lyrics

I call up hands for the does cuz he's my bruh
And he don't mind the fact that my
Mind is working like the movie saw
I popped i perc oh my god
Now i'm down for the count
But hey i'm way up with god
Mom and dad look at me now i'M TOXIC AS fuck
But all that does is make panties drop
YOU THINK I'M GASLIGHTING YOU bitch I
THINK YOU'RE CRAZY AS fuck
Now get in the truck
And go with the man to the job sHE WOULD
This job's got jaws
I put a leash on her neck so that
LITTLE bitch DO NOT EVER WANDER OFF

Chop chop chop chop chop chop chop
Wait stop that ain't vegan bruh
Chop chop chop chop chop chop chop
Hey, stop, ya know, that ain't equal bruh
Chop chop chop chop chop chop chop
Wait stop that ain't vegan bruh

YOU LOOKIN' LIKE A bitch WHO'S
Off the sand with a
Man who's mad wishing he was
Fishin with his dad bUT HE CAN'T
EVEN STAND STUPID ASS MOTHERfuckER LOOKING
Like a living walkin xan
I'M THE TYPE OF MOTHERfuckER JUST
Laugh and a dope
Bag tor's pad 12s pad that you have oN TRANS
Not a trap mesmerized by the
Fact that your workers?

Everyone against me is an evil ass manchurian
Evoke the past revoke your past
You over time to turn it in
As the world burns as it
Turn just like a tourniquet
Will silly suckers strive and try to
One-up who the worse in this
Purposeless and perpendicular to what
Your purpose is
An emphasis on everlasting drama leave
You burned with it
Flow so cold if you don't wanna
Freeze you better hurry in
I'll disconnect your head and leave
You stinkin like a durian
19 shots up in my decon
Now the rodents scurry in
It's ro double z the sodom
Slidin out the murky crypt
Flippin birds and servin chickens
Chickenhead don't twerk to this
I don't even wanna see your
Eyes through your burka slit's
It's quite impressive the manic depressive
Urge to get a gun and go to the grammys and
Blammy get to murdering
Bourbon in a sippy cup and swervin in
A suburban with a woman i
Met at church who has a tongue
Just like a serpent's is
Superficial and superfluous
Sociopathic tendency to befriend all
MY Enemies AND HURT THEM THEN
Dylan had ana before andromedy
Imma need y'all to come pile on top of me
Stopping me never know imma need someone to
Take all the pain-inflicting on the bodily
Feel like i'm stuck in a
Maze it ain't amazing
Enough I don't think i see anything properly
Probably feeling a symptom
Of demon possession
Possessing a solo low quality
Qualitative contemplative
A constant reminder forever my life
Will be on repeat
As linear time fly by i'm marching
Backwards on with the beat