Tea Leaves

[Hook] [Verse 1] Dylan Ross the man that sound wrecker But I stay slept on like the champion sound record I flow better cause I keep my rap analog I smoke a blunt listen to the Zappa catalog I usually am blazed on my couch Till I get the hankering and then I kick a rhyme out Put an emcee in the corner like time out And he coming back to me with the diss I doubt It's pretty sad to not know what I'm bout Just pure innovation from out my mouth Dylan Ross got Mint like listerine To keep a fan base honking like Mr. T So let it be known that I pity the full If he don't understand that I keep it gritty and cool So Original flowing up city in blue And if we on the same page I will kick it with you [Hook] [Verse 2] I don't care about the critiques you tossing at me Cause I make a lot of green like Moss on a tree I'm the boss of the beat whenever I'm beast mode-ing Life consist of music and weed rolling I try to keep it positive like ninety percent When I look back on the past years and the time I spent And how I finally evolved to this So whack rappers I'ma drown em' all in piss I put words on a tape like caution You might keep it cool but I keep it straight awesome Dylan Zachariah Ross is my whole name And I'm bout to go Samma crossky on this whole game I'm not a player The rhyme sayer is quite greater I stay paid I'm on stage with a light saber Paper shredding all standards so follow on As I kick a brilliant collection of sleepy hollow songs