Rozz Dyliams - Flower Patch lyrics

[Rozz Dyliams] Busta lemon lames drinking milk with they lemonade Imma gettem Imma gettem Imma let my damn nuts hang Over the banister and banish you deep into the flames Run up in your dainty dwelling run up in that thang R O Double Z wanna stang Pull the rope out I am bout to run a train Put it on my neck make sure that it's wrapped up tight kick the motherf**ing chair and just swang Let the bloody body hang in the rain You don't wanna hear the one that's violently insane You could never understand the process of a k**er cause I feel just like I have termites in my brain Got my whootys up, Got my whootys up Bank account made outta yoga pants to keep stretching these large amounts Forty band precisely, Forty plus inches I made this my damn self motherf** the music business I got one axe, two axe, one chop, two hacks When I'm on the mic All I do is fill up body bags Night after night come up to me if you not my zag I put you under the map and turn you into a beautiful flower patch I shatter hour-gla**es I ain't got no time to sit and f**ing wait around for answers I get mine and go Handzum with a jawline like a serial k**er that k** you where you stand And if you standing in my way then with no mercy I must vanish ya