Dylan Ross - Sermons Of Ether | Текст песни

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• Dylan Ross
• Sermons Of Ether

If you don't know, really don't the know scope, sit your ass down cause you finna learn
I'm grippin' on the fo', and I'm reachin' for the dope cause I'm finna roll me up a little purp'
I lost a couple homies and I lost a couple molars, had a bit of a problem with chugging surrp. Been in it for a while, never even crack a smile, all I really care about is what I'm worth
Life is overrated, I'm all about the afterlife, and so all I really do is spread the dirt
Blow the roof off, man, I take my shoes off and let my feet touch upon the barren earth
I had to come up out of the motherfuckin' slumber and touch you once again with a druidic curse
From here it only goes up, but it only gets worse, I'm about to spread the damn curse
All about the gain and creepin' on a devil stang, but I ain't even never had to take a purse
All about the come-up, you won't even see me run up before you can feel the hollow tip burst
Body full of hate and i operate in a pattern cause I know you get your money on the first
Always out of line, mentality volume nine, dispersin' negative thoughts on a urge
Baptized in the ether since birth, if you want to live a lie then you'd be better off in church
I don't give a fuck about anything other than myself and what I do is none of your concern
If you really believe your decisions in this life determine whether or not you goin' to burn
I should let the Fahrenheit of cremation engulf you and dissolve you to nothin' but ashes in a urn

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