Rozz Dyliams – Malignancy lyrics

[Verse 1]
Left hand, right hand
Money on my night stand
Voices in my head want me to not be such a nice man
In the mix 2 0 6
Pale face, white man
Dylan steady killing, deadly drilling, just like ice man
Dylan do not give a fuck
Test me hoe, come test your luck
Runnin' gunnin' bumpin' SD beats out the eskie truck
Eskimo what's up hoe
I've been up for 10 days
Gotta get my life together, but I'd rather get paid
Booming, bumping new shit every month its methamphetamine
In your city serving, creeping crawling like a centipede
Run up on ya, put it on ya, then commit a felony
You start to cry and piss yourself
The pistol cocked you rest in peace
Guts and brains are flying
Several pieces layin right next to me
Pieces of you everywhere, you almost as famous as me
All I wanna do before I die is murder everything
I'm macking and I'm devious but not a saint no SFC
Pimpin' riding liquor shot
Don't fuck with me, don't whake a shot up
I'm killing, feel like amyl nitrate product going through my body
Butcher raping like Abdulah
Do it to you
Leave you with no recognisable features when Rozzy pick, the doctor sewed em
Dylan flying off the handle and my patience
Doing many more than just a HIPA violation
Rip inside a patient
Count back from 10
Put you on the table
All I do is sin
Brain filled up with maggots
Filled up to the brim
Brimming with excitement 'bout to do it all again
Never lose my license
Never had it to begin
Practice in malignancy
Malignant 'till the end

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