Saran Rap Rozz Dyliams (Ft. Lord Diamonds)

[Intro]
Motherfucker you just a bore ass another attention whore ass
Tore up from the floor ass
Fucking warped tour ass
I was at one of your shows packed in with all the fat bitches in the front rows
Looking down at my shoes shaking my head at the yeast infection smelling like someone baking bread

[Verse 1: Dylan Ross]
It’s D Ross motherfucker I am not starving
I’m on the block with the sirens and the dogs barking
Blunt sparking don’t approach me if you wanna hit
I got a hit, Prada shit I got a lot of it
Your still around with the hipster homo sound
You say that you ain’t doggin’ but your nose is brown
Eat the tuna out the Friskies can sucking the dick of T Mills and Mikey Whiskeyhands
Motherfucker I’m the whiskey man with the plan of serving you shit til' your shit stained hands
So fuck you both and your piss stained fans
Of fat bitches dunlap dust and the hairspray cans
For those of y’all who don't ignore me tend to put me in the category of transient faggotry warped tour-y
Ironic image ain't funny you try to make it that
I’ma rip your face off and make you try to tape it back

[Chorus: Dylan Ross]
You bitches don’t wanna hear me
So you walk the other way every time you get near me
But I know it’s cause you fear me
Saran Rap motherfuckers I can see through you clearly