Dylan Ross - Drip Battery Test lyrics

Step into this mystic zone and feel the hydrashock from tone Call my little brother on the mobile phone say Nowison Coming up out of the House of Drip in the damn burgundy century Gripping the chrome And I got some much ana that if I had anything other than insanity I'd be gone f**in' with the k**as at the Pizza Click you wrong Split you down the middle of yo a** like a thong You can not handle the evil we bringing it straight to the W busta a** clones Easy how the millimeter make em' disappear Rollin up the buddah for the cuppa dubba clear eenie meanie minie moe I can smell the fear Of a busta who don't wanna hang it off the chandelier I got the duchess in my clutches so I roll the blunt If you bustas out of line then you gon' meet my deadly junt Stanging like a bumblebee on steroids with the mask and pump All you see all over the floor is shotgun shells and guts and such I stay stocked up Ready rocked up With ancient rooms in stones This handsomeness will never stop as I keep going joan Haters all up in me Erupting out of the cut with the cullery All alone other than Pizza Click as my damn company Step to the floor if you really think you can get buck with me b**h