Rozz Dyliams - Street Sweeper lyrics

Yo I’m on some dropping 50 fucking
Hit's of acid in your eyeball
And breaking your legs on one side
Of the freeway type shit
Then I’m gonna have a group of bitches
(fake ones) coaxing you to come over cause
They can help you and as
You drag your mangled bloody half dead
Self across the street 18 wheeler

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Fuck a soul sample I sample
Your soul and put it
In a jar on the shelf like your fucking label
I turn the tables on you
Writing in your fake fables
Freaking a Jewish record exec and
He gives you anal the same whack ass rapper
That I gotta disable
And I’m working with something fierce
I will fucking rape you
Break your kneecaps and put you
In physical rehab and the
Bitch dancing in your video look
Like a flea sack is that your fiancé
That bitch ain’t no Beyonce probably the
Same drop out gold digger Puerto
Rican jailbait that’s tryna get up
In my business every weekend
I barely sang because they game
Is now fairly gay when
Even the buckets spitter in 5 rock Mary K
Smearing like a fucking clown but
It makes sense why
I’m paying multiple mortgages and
You paying rent

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Yo Dylan Ross HSK and
Volunteerz run the world
All fucking day and around here your crew
Ain’t shit just a bunch
Of motherfuckers looking like
They got off a gay porn set
I’m a snatch your chain off
Your cheap Sean Jean astral
Glide it and put it right
Back where it belongs
I’m the master of the song with
A maggot brain dick but
You can’t even get with the
Fungus that it hangs with
Insane shit from the mouth
Of madness that’ll put
You in the same fucking ground you standing
I’m only about passion and getting
Buck but if your only
About a dollar then get fucked cause I’m not
I’m disgracing the place that you
Step and I will put
You in the trunk the sample
Place that you rep
That ain’t a movement you wanna
Know what a movement is
I’m moving bricks of this
Legitimate music bitch
I’m working ten times harder
Than a pretty boy faggot rocking 808s and a
Vanessa Carlton sample
So goodnight, sweet dreams
Sleep lucid God is just a
Coping mechanism for the stupid

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit

Cause, I’m sick of creeping’ up out
This dark street sweeping for the
Fuck of it just to see how
Many suckers I can hit