Rozz Dyliams - Crystal World lyrics
[Rozz Dyliams - Crystal World lyrics]
I've been
Ever since i had a Flexfit and a gel
Fringe on some stainless metal pendant shit
Still up on that same death to all you lames
Killer coward toss a virgin in the flame
I'ma get you hooked on something
That'll make you go
Insane and have you jookin' like the mayne
The voice inside my head had told me, "Dylan
Brainwash 'em with the funky
Music that you make"
I don't know a girl named
Keena but I think I've
Seen her with your mama
Checking her foot veins
Flip the fucking streets out with
The product I cook
I got 'em hooked up on the message
I'ma stay whippin' up in hell's kitchen
Highly explosive contents under
Heavy pressure
Look deep into my eyes
I gotta get out of this place
Fucking with me isn't wise
Fucking with me is on a different
Plane of fuddy duddy goof-goof error
I'ma bring the terror
I'ma let it hammer deep down inside
Your brain 'til it dies god, I did my best
And so I'm headed out west it was all good
Till I saw that went into cardiac arrest
Shoutout to my girl Aileen Wuornos
I be looking like that every day
'Cause a g like R-O double Z zag
Buy the brick, by the key, by the weight
Back to the honeycomb hideaway
I'ma stay paid off of death meth
All that fast living gonna catch up to
You soon, so if you can now
Catch your breath
I gotta get some exercise, I
Gotta get my rocks off
I gotta get up on a new enterprise
Let it eat the walls of my house
Eat it up from the inside out
I don't give a fuck, I'ma stay
Cooking dope, bag it up
Push the bitches out
I'ma have you tweaking off
The tweesum, jizzm, jizzm
Jizzm all the way to prison
Is it strawberry? Is it blueberry? Is it
White? You alright? What the business?
Feeling like a fucking fly up on the
Wall, watchin' of all y'all scratching
Itching feeling like a god of death
An underground mortician pharmatician
Murder mission you gotta mix it up
If you get too deep off in the mix then go to
Church and hope the Lord above
Gon' fix you up rozzy with the oil burner
Burn you with the foil
Turn you into walking dead
Straight to the head
You witness your own murder
Ever since i had a Flexfit and a gel
Fringe on some stainless metal pendant shit
Still up on that same death to all you lames
Killer coward toss a virgin in the flame
I'ma get you hooked on something
That'll make you go
Insane and have you jookin' like the mayne
The voice inside my head had told me, "Dylan
Brainwash 'em with the funky
Music that you make"
I don't know a girl named
Keena but I think I've
Seen her with your mama
Checking her foot veins
Flip the fucking streets out with
The product I cook
I got 'em hooked up on the message
I'ma stay whippin' up in hell's kitchen
Highly explosive contents under
Heavy pressure
Look deep into my eyes
I gotta get out of this place
Fucking with me isn't wise
Fucking with me is on a different
Plane of fuddy duddy goof-goof error
I'ma bring the terror
I'ma let it hammer deep down inside
Your brain 'til it dies god, I did my best
And so I'm headed out west it was all good
Till I saw that went into cardiac arrest
Shoutout to my girl Aileen Wuornos
I be looking like that every day
'Cause a g like R-O double Z zag
Buy the brick, by the key, by the weight
Back to the honeycomb hideaway
I'ma stay paid off of death meth
All that fast living gonna catch up to
You soon, so if you can now
Catch your breath
I gotta get some exercise, I
Gotta get my rocks off
I gotta get up on a new enterprise
Let it eat the walls of my house
Eat it up from the inside out
I don't give a fuck, I'ma stay
Cooking dope, bag it up
Push the bitches out
I'ma have you tweaking off
The tweesum, jizzm, jizzm
Jizzm all the way to prison
Is it strawberry? Is it blueberry? Is it
White? You alright? What the business?
Feeling like a fucking fly up on the
Wall, watchin' of all y'all scratching
Itching feeling like a god of death
An underground mortician pharmatician
Murder mission you gotta mix it up
If you get too deep off in the mix then go to
Church and hope the Lord above
Gon' fix you up rozzy with the oil burner
Burn you with the foil
Turn you into walking dead
Straight to the head
You witness your own murder