Rozz Dyliams - Palmer lyrics
[Rozz Dyliams - Palmer lyrics]
Ignorance is something I never condone
If the closest thing
You've ever been to Jazz is medicine show
I been working for a while my
Discography will let it show
So play it loud it's a no no
If the decimal level is low
Your fans are a bunch of blind
Motherfuckers Oedipus knows who never know
What it's like to be the
Real from head to toe
But Dylan Ross finna let 'em
Know if you step to
Me death is inevitable and comes
Within a second yo
Consider line after line fresh fruit
For the mind of
A rotting vegetable consumer trying
To test the skill
Going in for the kill every time I kill it
Killer for the dough so I'm coming like
A deer hunter with the persistence
For instance I deal with autistic
Meltdowns and mental illness so
I could start buggin' the hell
Out at any minute only got a few on my team
For the reason we're fixing
To raid and collect it all
Behind the green door
It's easy to make a target out
Of any mark who wants to
Make it iffy with me seen him
Pushing the pen the hardest
My cousin now has a bunch
Of drug possession charges an
Ex raver junkie with a gun
Collection in his apartment
A product of narcotic consumption blowin'
Dilaudid if you let
Me sing Esham at your funeral I'd be honored
I keep 100 matter fact I'm Mr keep it 100 in
The flesh and I'm kickin' the
Best shit in abundance
Sipping the dark brown beer looking
For a little piece of a lane cause I'm the
Head Newman-Kramer around here
Like Karl said your act disappears when
I shift it into top gear
I'm the top gun in all of the Pop you hear
Let me stop you there I can
See the intimidation and fear in
The fact you can not mask
It with a proper stare
My occupation is that of great
Impatience and carpel tunnel
Setting in every time I write a new mixtape
Though my wrist is temporarily
Bent it isn't gay
I've been given time to think about
The choices I wish I made
And all the other wonderful
Opportunities I pissed away
Like tours and major distribution
Within the states money isn't appealing
I want the same release of
Uncle Leland after his
Hair turned white and he murdered his niece
Peace to all the representatives in
The Northwest who gave me
Sedatives in the form of
Cactuses and other plants
I am the rain man super
Shamanistic with holistics doing a
Thunderdance in the midst of
It you get misted super blacklisted
A gonzo chef working on recipes from
A private cookbook collection
That's anarchistic
I never leave a witness or
Leave behind a prototype of
A futuristic rap in 1000
Years I'll be kickin'
I'll be lifted on the night of your dismissal
I'll be the ghost in the back of your head
You can't get rid of with a pistol
If the closest thing
You've ever been to Jazz is medicine show
I been working for a while my
Discography will let it show
So play it loud it's a no no
If the decimal level is low
Your fans are a bunch of blind
Motherfuckers Oedipus knows who never know
What it's like to be the
Real from head to toe
But Dylan Ross finna let 'em
Know if you step to
Me death is inevitable and comes
Within a second yo
Consider line after line fresh fruit
For the mind of
A rotting vegetable consumer trying
To test the skill
Going in for the kill every time I kill it
Killer for the dough so I'm coming like
A deer hunter with the persistence
For instance I deal with autistic
Meltdowns and mental illness so
I could start buggin' the hell
Out at any minute only got a few on my team
For the reason we're fixing
To raid and collect it all
Behind the green door
It's easy to make a target out
Of any mark who wants to
Make it iffy with me seen him
Pushing the pen the hardest
My cousin now has a bunch
Of drug possession charges an
Ex raver junkie with a gun
Collection in his apartment
A product of narcotic consumption blowin'
Dilaudid if you let
Me sing Esham at your funeral I'd be honored
I keep 100 matter fact I'm Mr keep it 100 in
The flesh and I'm kickin' the
Best shit in abundance
Sipping the dark brown beer looking
For a little piece of a lane cause I'm the
Head Newman-Kramer around here
Like Karl said your act disappears when
I shift it into top gear
I'm the top gun in all of the Pop you hear
Let me stop you there I can
See the intimidation and fear in
The fact you can not mask
It with a proper stare
My occupation is that of great
Impatience and carpel tunnel
Setting in every time I write a new mixtape
Though my wrist is temporarily
Bent it isn't gay
I've been given time to think about
The choices I wish I made
And all the other wonderful
Opportunities I pissed away
Like tours and major distribution
Within the states money isn't appealing
I want the same release of
Uncle Leland after his
Hair turned white and he murdered his niece
Peace to all the representatives in
The Northwest who gave me
Sedatives in the form of
Cactuses and other plants
I am the rain man super
Shamanistic with holistics doing a
Thunderdance in the midst of
It you get misted super blacklisted
A gonzo chef working on recipes from
A private cookbook collection
That's anarchistic
I never leave a witness or
Leave behind a prototype of
A futuristic rap in 1000
Years I'll be kickin'
I'll be lifted on the night of your dismissal
I'll be the ghost in the back of your head
You can't get rid of with a pistol