Outward Expression DEADLIFEALERT (Ft. Rozz Dyliams)

[Verse 1: deadlifealert]

Back to square one with this journey
Where I feel like nothing can physically hurt me
Vocabulary inclined
Spiritually aligned
Riding on a bike like Aokiji
Through Punk Hazard with my blood frozen
This that cut a nigga head off with a side of self loathing
Be careful how you approach me
Prismboyz over any living factor be the creed
Grasp this concept
Bitch hold my dick
I be that flagrant spitting what's lit
Keep the sheep away from me
Matter of fact don't say shit to me
You're nothing but a empty vessel
Always waiting for someone to tell you what to do therefore you forever backpeddle
But fuck it
I'm playing xenoverse
While tapping into the universe
Hit you with the galick gun and make your brain disperse
Tell me can you really handle the pressure
Leaving all your body parts severed

[Verse 2: Rozz Dyliams]
Dragged up into my operating room
Hands up
Forensic team clean the scene scrub em' with bleach back to front they scooping slop
I watch through a telescope on a close near by roof top
When it was over went downstairs when I was down there
Shot two cops
In the face
Cause I'm crazy and I don't trust anybody who's not
I'ma get up on another message I retrieve it in a rather friendly fashion
Run up on you and your bitch and her whole family
Get to opening up
My toolbox
Then all of the gate you cause yourself will soon stop