Jealous peoples souls dont get any attention when they die
Jealous peoples souls dont get any attention when they die
They look at the living with envy, for what they coulda had
But didn't even try
Get these illusions up out your head, before they grow a set of teeth
And eat you alive
There would be none of ya left, if Dylan really went off and wanted you to die
But I dont care about anyone or anything enough to distract myself from getting mine
Kill yourself, you dumb bitch
Rozz dont give a fuck, bitch
The whole entertainment industry owned by bloodlines I dont fuck with
Snakes who came from a different planet
With an ill intent, and corruption
Exploit starry-eyed idiots with no common sense
And deviate through obstruction
Trap you in there, rape the publishing
Growth stunt your entire functioning
Own your name and take credit for shit you did
Until its in the best interest of the company
To let you go
Hello, the name is Dylan and Im here to let you know
Never let em tell you what to do, to get a click, or get a view
Its only in their best interest to use you, hoe
So, whats that thing that Crustified Dibbs say
Some like every record label suck a fuckin funktified dick, mane
Youre doing it all wrong
Mistake after mistake after misake after mistake
Youre doing it all wrong
Ha ha ha ha ha
How does it feel to know that youll always be wrong