Dylan Ross - King Tut lyrics

f**in' with oldenburg germany I got the herb in me and it's disturbin' me Workin' the pen in overtime and rhymin' the burgandy Fluid and fluently painting a murder scene Urgently they gon' have to call emergency To pick you up its no troubles and then to the urn you'll be After the burner be up in yo face and performing a surgery, perfectly Pyscho sounds in ya mothaf**in' face Back to the dope track, boomin' like the ba** Young dylan ross drop like a whole case of the guinness For the black and purple with the lean chase Grippin' on the nine, that paper with the green face Brain full of animosity beneath a mean face All over the map with the wrap, And you know i'm never breakin' up the back Cause i gotta keep it laced Beatin up the block with the rock in the sock And a damn hydroshock and i'm never gonna stop With the ana cannon and i'm buckin' at ya muthaf**in' head and then Admittin' imma make the lemon drop Call me young jessie james on the boulevard lookin' hard With the .22 kept up in the jacket Actin like a k**a with the little millimeter Actually thinkin' that you hard but you aint even a fraction Up in the scene, know what i mean, lookin' so mean, poppin' a bean Enemies will drop when the handzum one is near Steppin' to me, you be defeat, Flip them like a crucifix and then proceed to make your body shatter like a mirror I may disappear in the cut, break it down, monkey nut, Then i'm mappin out cause i gotta get buck Drippin' hella hard, in the graveyard, moon walk, king tut With the balaclava in the pump