Dylan Ross - Neuterboy lyrics

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Dylan Ross - Neuterboy lyrics

I got this pimpin' in my blood that tell me to go out there and take advantage Of what was put here on gods green earth to go and get you lavish I don't have a silver book I learned it from a firsthand look Had to take it to another pond and throw my Gilson hooks Busters talkin sh** on Rozzy Dyliams cause they envy me I'm in your b**hes ears then her neck like an ENT b**h I ain't no bank ease off me hoe this ain't no PNC Matter of fact, look down you idiot slag don't even speak to me If a playa fall then I bounce back easily With DMS affiliates when you see me at the regency If I got a problem I can call up Pablo he can see Who is in the area to take care of ya for a menial fee Call your back up but your back up ain't cause you ain't got no Back up and you ain't got sh** to back up like Amanda blank Life is what you make it Life is give and take so when I take it I exchange it with a muddy bloody river stank Let me know cause I handle sh** as i go As I grow, all I wanna do is k** some mo' Money stacking but it only help a little Because no matter how much it only make my problems overflow Still keepin sh** together like I never knew I could They hate me cuz I'm white and I rep the north like woodie wood But this ain't no gang sh** This is just my struggle, friends that used to shake my hand still shake my hand but now they press my knuckle When I think I got it all and all my brains get splattered Bury me inside a hatchet just like a Jamaican casket f** America f** a white american, I'd rather turn my hatred into power just like Farrakhan Prey on those who don't have the vocabulary that I do and turn it on themselves and show em' something that they never knew Bring the forty five out, bring the mosque out I don't give a f** b**h I buck just like Moscow They call me neuterboy b**h I neuter you Even hard candy don't got sh** on what I do to you First you get the mohel then I put you under the soil Rage told me neva' fold because that's what you make your enemies do They try to get me back on d**, I ain't into it Used to get my nose froze like an Inuit Now all I wanna do is k** so keep the bodies comin' in and I'ma send the body bags out, zip the sh** ...Wicked sh**

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