Rozz Dyliams - Drip Battery Test lyrics
[Rozz Dyliams - Drip Battery Test lyrics]
Step into this mystic zone and
Feel the hydrashock from tone
Call my little brother on the
Mobile phone say Nowison
Coming up out of the House of
Drip in the damn burgundy century
Gripping the chrome
And I got some much ana that if I
Had anything other than insanity I’d be gone
Fuckin’ with the killas at the
Pizza Click you wrong
Split you down the middle of
Yo ass like a thong
You can not handle the evil we
Bringing it straight to the W
Busta ass clones
Easy how the millimeter make em’ disappear
Rollin up the buddah for
The cuppa dubba clear eenie meanie minie moe
I can smell the fear
Of a busta who don’t wanna
Hang it off the chandelier
I got the dutches in my clutches
So I roll the blunt
If you bustas out of line then
You gon’ meet my deadly junt
Stanging like a bumblebee on steroids
With the mask and pump
All you see all over the floor is
Shotgun shells and guts and such
I stay stocked up ready rocked up
With ancient runes in stones
This handsomeness will never stop as
I keep going joan haters all up in me
Erupting out of the cut with the cutlery
All alone other than Pizza Click
As my damn company
Step to the floor if you really think
You can get buck with me bitch
Feel the hydrashock from tone
Call my little brother on the
Mobile phone say Nowison
Coming up out of the House of
Drip in the damn burgundy century
Gripping the chrome
And I got some much ana that if I
Had anything other than insanity I’d be gone
Fuckin’ with the killas at the
Pizza Click you wrong
Split you down the middle of
Yo ass like a thong
You can not handle the evil we
Bringing it straight to the W
Busta ass clones
Easy how the millimeter make em’ disappear
Rollin up the buddah for
The cuppa dubba clear eenie meanie minie moe
I can smell the fear
Of a busta who don’t wanna
Hang it off the chandelier
I got the dutches in my clutches
So I roll the blunt
If you bustas out of line then
You gon’ meet my deadly junt
Stanging like a bumblebee on steroids
With the mask and pump
All you see all over the floor is
Shotgun shells and guts and such
I stay stocked up ready rocked up
With ancient runes in stones
This handsomeness will never stop as
I keep going joan haters all up in me
Erupting out of the cut with the cutlery
All alone other than Pizza Click
As my damn company
Step to the floor if you really think
You can get buck with me bitch