[Insane Poetry] ? [Dylan] Rozzie is a rich b**h k**a, I'm for real Jumpin' up outta the bushes pig father Make 'em squeal ? biproduct, what's the deal? You know the saw and axe, so I'mma show you how it feel All I wanna do is watch your f**in' blood spill I must welcome you to Hell To the Kingdom of the shells Nowadays everybody is a wicked rapper, but Growing up, all of my favorite wicked rappers taught me how to k**! Still kickin that old school wicked sh** funk OG, Acid Rap, bumpin' out the hooptie trunk Every night is Devil's night with Dr. Dylan You get stuck f** a nun & carve a triple six across her stupid c*nt What the f** you want? Why you wanna target me? k** 'em all! Capital D Psycho sick, Insanity It's k**in' season And I'm street sweepin', with the reason Cause in my hood, crack is always in season "No sir, Officer I don't have no d**" The only drug I have is senseless hate But you alreadyknowwhatsup Then I rotated my body Reachin for my registration When I turned around I shot him in the mother f**in' face & got up out the car all frantic Called up Ivan in a panic You try livin' with these voices in your head No I can't stand it Now it's ringin, but he ain't pickin' up tho Son of a b**h I got myself together and threw my phone in a ditch Slow it down Get it together Dylan, why the f** would you do that? It's just called bein' crazy, but I guess I already knew that Is it really worth it, to go through with that? Yes, when you see a pig with his wig blew back [Scum] [?] [Rozz Dyliams] R O double Z, rising out of dead sea Kicking the f**ing wicked sh** ever since I was a baby G k**er, crazy k**ing, it was Scum and Insane Poetry Only bodies left behind and nothing ahead but torture meat What you know about the sickness, what you know about this, rest in piss, Imma homicidalist Dying, swinging fist, if you wish (to let, don't?) get me pissed Coming up outta the mist, Imma drag them back to the abyss [Insane Poetry]