Rozz Dyliams - Boastin lyrics
[Rozz Dyliams - Boastin lyrics]
Dearly departed let’s get it started
Double don dada popping outta the coffin
Kicking it hardcore but a bit harder
It’s the main mayne and
The mane getting larger handzum rocker
Dylan do it proper caught up in a rush
Rush hard till the morning
Had to make another damn
Addition for the saga the history maker
The reconstructive cruising the pressure
Dylan crush ya it’s the
It’s the killer from 9-1 number one hustler
I never stop I keep on busting
Busting it open elude into something
Other than fucking owning the function
A rhythm keep rolling roll with the punches
Dylan as dope as the dope that he’s bumping
Drip Drip Drop and devotion and logic
I go psychic when I get down
Can’t nobody touch my damn sound
House Of Drip in effect now sent out
To destroy all fakes and love it
I supply you with the lovin’
Feel it pumping blood and dump it
I dare wonder if there’s something
I could do to help this woman
I want it, want it
I want it, want it, want it, want it
I want it, want it
I want it, want it, want it, want it
I want it, want it
I want it, want it, want it, want it
I want it, want it
I want it, want it, want it, want it
King of the rizla
It’s the old school rusha that’s what
It does when it hit's ya it’s tha killa
With the energy
Up in the system and it just kicked in
Kicking it limitless and going the distance
Baby Baby D and I’m bringing deliverance
With the passion rozz in effect no slacking
I'ma just keep on crashing
Rushing till the break of
Dawn when I’m busting
Straight hardcore been banging and hustling
Handzum rough neck number one suspect
Knocking out a murder rap
Hands on the kush back
Push back, album release date please, wait
Hit you with the bass till
You can’t even see straight
I'ma make you dance till your feet break
This is a definite shakedown
Double don dada popping outta the coffin
Kicking it hardcore but a bit harder
It’s the main mayne and
The mane getting larger handzum rocker
Dylan do it proper caught up in a rush
Rush hard till the morning
Had to make another damn
Addition for the saga the history maker
The reconstructive cruising the pressure
Dylan crush ya it’s the
It’s the killer from 9-1 number one hustler
I never stop I keep on busting
Busting it open elude into something
Other than fucking owning the function
A rhythm keep rolling roll with the punches
Dylan as dope as the dope that he’s bumping
Drip Drip Drop and devotion and logic
I go psychic when I get down
Can’t nobody touch my damn sound
House Of Drip in effect now sent out
To destroy all fakes and love it
I supply you with the lovin’
Feel it pumping blood and dump it
I dare wonder if there’s something
I could do to help this woman
I want it, want it
I want it, want it, want it, want it
I want it, want it
I want it, want it, want it, want it
I want it, want it
I want it, want it, want it, want it
I want it, want it
I want it, want it, want it, want it
King of the rizla
It’s the old school rusha that’s what
It does when it hit's ya it’s tha killa
With the energy
Up in the system and it just kicked in
Kicking it limitless and going the distance
Baby Baby D and I’m bringing deliverance
With the passion rozz in effect no slacking
I'ma just keep on crashing
Rushing till the break of
Dawn when I’m busting
Straight hardcore been banging and hustling
Handzum rough neck number one suspect
Knocking out a murder rap
Hands on the kush back
Push back, album release date please, wait
Hit you with the bass till
You can’t even see straight
I'ma make you dance till your feet break
This is a definite shakedown