[Verse 1: Dr Diversal]
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[Verse 2: Rozz Dyliams]
Soft hands
Cold feet
Blank eyed
Nose bleed
OG so deep
Working on my crows feet
Used to be a baby sprout sprouted to an oak tree
You don't gotta like me
Don't want you to know me
All I know in life is that life is a joke, b
All I do is grow seed
On with it both feet
Used to not have shit but now I got a whole solider fleet
Still I be steadily fucking the industry up single handedly low-key
Can't nobody fuck with Dylan
Can't no one control me
Saw you choke on stage like a dumb bitch don't speak
Running with some killers
Killing features like a damn machine
You hoe style bitch I got my whole style from Edward Gein
Buffalo Bill
Juggalo Dyl
Jumping up to get this green you bitches weaken
I'm a damn abuser how I hit the scene
(?) by (?) I rip you up til you struggle to breathe
Trapping out Australia chopping up this game like chopper read
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