Rozz Dyliams - Sternal lyrics

Baby Dylan never break 'em off a bag
Coming from the northwest side of the map
Too ill loaded, fully loaded
Baby fully strapped
Bullet going up your chin and
Coming out your hat i'm a dark web movie
Maker based in criminology
Where you see something disgusting -
I just see biology
All you see is ants if you open my psychology
The state of it is rancid but
The rapping product - quality
I don't even have a televison
I am not a sheep
If you wanna step inside my mind
Follow when I creep all I wanna do is have a
Dream about the butcher meat
And sleepwalk through the woods 'till
I'm up at the creek one deep in her artery
Baby better holla at you
Blood pumping like troubled minds
With the cooler full of rotten meat
First I'm taking off the head then
I'm taking out the haters spine
I don't even wanna talk or wanna say goodbye
I don't even never know what do
To with state of mine
I don't love life but I love my little knife
Trapped inside a world of hella pain
But too afraid to die
Looking at you with an evil eye
Imma try to decide if I gotta let
You go and live a lie
Can you feel me? Do you feel
Me? Do you smell me?
Do it smell just like formaldehyde?

I've waited so long alone
I'm with my thoughts alone
I've waited so long alone
I'm with my thoughts alone

Front to back coast to coast
Autoclave, then I turn you into a ghost
Front to back doctor booming like crack
Fade to black when i disconnect
Your soul from the host