Medieval bandits, I practice with all you bastards
Lay em on a rack, now Im cracking up as they passin
Ash em like tobacco, I cash em and then I stack em
They wonder how it happened, now Im enveloped in madness
Champagne in the graveyard, toast to the KRs
Two twelves in the trunk banging like a AR
I gotta thank yall for helping me take off
Yet to truly try, cause I know if I did, Id break yall
Down to sediment, problem lets settle it
You need to stop sipping and popping all of them sedatives
That shit dont heal you
That shit wont help you
That shit just break you
And put you in hell, true
Been speaking this for years
A lot of people laughed
Til they laying on they back knowing this breaths the last
I wouldnt wish that on any human
Only thing Im concerned about is bringing the music
The original hundred SESH songs stay on repeatedly
The ones that nobodys heard, I bump em religiously
The guideline to this shit that I now bring you
You aint gotta try when you know that its in you
Garage nights, Double wide-wraps, double stuffed
That was the recipe for the shit that we bump
Old news, cold tunes, and gold jewels
Scholar like shoes, Young Duke in a suit
Pocket watch ticking, Sweater un-tucked
They say its preparation, I say that its dumb luck
No such thing as fate when you dont give a fuck
White Punk On Dope coming straight up out the dump
SESH