Rozz Dyliams - I Know Things lyrics

Never thought I had a gothic flow
Never repped Death rock or gothic yo
I’ma kill a motherfucker with a
Sock of stones if
He wanna get to looking at my pockets yo
And I’m steadily smoking out til’ my eyes
Looking just kinda like Margaret Cho's
With a little red right in the middle
I’m kinda like a box of Marlboros
Any killer where the mic be at get
Off the stage and invite me back
To thy crib so I can fuck thy
Bitch and probably swipe thy sack no homo
I’m talking bout weed in the glad wrap
Bag that’s what I need yeah thank you please
Will you break your knees for me
When I break these trees
Quick dip on the way back in the back
Of a Maybach and I’ma break these trees
Til’ I barely don’t wanna walk or talk
And forget how to recite my ABC’s
I know amazing things they got in the 6 0 4
Before this job interview I think
I need a mentos yo
Philosophizing and writing kinda like Plato
Picked up the mic and couldn’t
Help sounding just like
I’m on a bit of a payroll
Got a bit of a bankroll
And I’m blazing the hottest fire
So I never stay cold

I know things amazing things
I know things that you wanna know
I know things amazing things
I know things that you wanna know