(KING DYLAN)
I lay the front seat out/ bite your lips, I got the munchies now/
Grip your hips, as I run deep down/ shaking the car as the drum beats pound/
Yo, let's bring that fun freak out/ Take this back to my comfy couch/
You want me to rope you up and then choke you?
Now you got a red-neck like a country town/
I'm not a cowboy, but I got "good genes"
Knockin boots, baby, going full steam/
I could do anything that you could dream/
with a bubble bath and some foot cream/ look like a Queen/
make you wanna bounce, bounce on the D like a trampoline/
and I'ma smack that thang like a tambourine/
cuz I'll be tearing it up like a dance machine/
Ooh (I get that feelin') I confess all sins
when I touch your skin where the fun begins
(I gotta tell ya, I get that feelin)
Oooh, when I feel your touch, I can't get enough
of that love an' stuff (I wanna love ya)
Oooh ooh ooh!
(BUTTNZ)
Yeah girl, I remember that/ wild horses couldn't hold me back/
Like Jumpin jehoshaphats,
You don't ever wait to Thursday to throw it back/
Do ya? Want to know what you mean to me?
Well right now girl, you're a piece of meat/
And I'm hungry, cuz in front of me's, something sweet,
ooh yeah sounds fun to me/
I wanna spread you around like a philosophy,
Take you down on the stairs like Socrates/
an I expose your hypocrisy/ when we knockin knees,
she's screaming "Oh God!" for me/
Speaking of knocking Nietzsche, I don't believe/
the good lord's deceased/ yeah I've been deceived/
And the fight for a piece/ ain't the same as a fight for peace/
with every breath I breathe, I'm putting on a show for the floor side seats/
The more they want it, yeah the more I need/
And I'm mowing through shorties sometimes 4 or 5 deep/
And they soak my sheets y'all know what I mean! whoop whoop/
Ooh (I get that feelin') I confess all sins
when I touch your skin where the fun begins
(I gotta tell ya, I get that feelin)
Oooh, when I feel your touch, I can't get enough
of that love an' stuff (I wanna love ya)
Oooh ooh ooh!
(GQ)
Yeah, this is uh... Fifty shades of Graham
Yeah, I'll admit it here, baby you drive me crazy/
like a Fine Young Cannibal, I could eat you daily/
we rehearse and practise making babies/
sex on the beach, take a shot, persuade me/
Come shag me, call me "Powers"/
Hop in the shower we can go for hours/
Drown out the sound as I pound your flower/
Save me your Peach, and I'll show you Bowser/
I could do you in the change room and rip off your Lululemon/
unzip my pants, take off the denim/
That ain't a gun but I'm packin a weapon/
so widen that stance and take the whole seven/
Hear a knock, knock, knock, change room's a rockin/
turns out the store clerk wants to hop in!/
Here's another hot single, baby we can chart top/
Ménage à trois, tongue-punch you in the fart-box/
Ooh (I get that feelin') I confess all sins
when I touch your skin where the fun begins
(I gotta tell ya, I get that feelin)
Oooh, when I feel your touch, I can't get enough
of that love an' stuff (I wanna love ya)
Oooh ooh ooh!
credits
from Robocalypse Supreme,
released September 9, 2022
Written by D.Roberts/O.Zacharias/G.Furber/S.Bennett
Recorded, mixed & Produced by King Dylan
The DC Show/The Doomsday Cartel are 5 skilled emcess named King Dylan, MC Mossberg, Buttnz, GQ, and Smixx. With Dylan on the
beats and rhymes being kicked by all 5 whenever they feel inclined, this collective of nerds are still on the brink of never being famous after 20 some years of rap, but they still go harder than 40 viagra pills. Just Listen, or don't. Just don't go listen to Drake instead....more
Two brothers tell their true coming-of-age story together through hip-hop bangers that draw from a wide array of pop influences. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017
