Lyrics Dry Skin -

Dry Skin

Headphone mic rock snap in the plug
Rock instrumentals from loop to loop dubs
Feeling for expressing with wife I’ve got buff for mics I’ve got love
To spike inject drugs my life’s been marred I crawled and lept up
They did not tip cup I sprang and ditched cuts (whaaat?)
Deep breath I’ll be grabbing my throat, got the tension building high like a
tensor stroke
50 hour fever ???
Hella pressure in the galley and beginning to slip
It’s the rumbles in the earth yet the guys that are rip
Tremblin' shakin' we gon wake and break the walls on this bitch, c’mon
Break out, bone rush, seeking the gold rush