Sick Stew

With the force of a collision and the flames of a bonfire Rages the yin and yang, my right hand Vaughn Squire Snake brother, consimate professional take cover Confessional, the seeker, four elements, the make-lover Rhythm method, shuns irrelevance with the quickness and discipline Strive through the sickness and health You see what happens when a wandering soul gets stuck and freezes The mind diseases and is left to consider fuckin' jesus But as long as we have daylight to guide us and juices to drink For the body and the brain has excuses to think Until the glass shatters while the scents of windex linger Dissin' punks for the record with a mangled index finger Packin' fans up in the spot with hoes and clappin' hands Or else he's at the hardware store and probably rackin' cans And while sixtoo be out bombin' on the lines of locomotion I try to teach him what i know about the kinds of show promotion The return of the listener teaches on the topic of female sex Instead of dissin' at peaches, pay attention to details next Having no equipment is a hassle But he can pull a couple thousand dollars out his asshole Drinking shitty liquor, talkin' like a city slicker Just a day in the life of the big titty gripper You're gettin' clobbered by robert, the diligent never swingin' with chicks who Only want a quick screw and nothin' else, it's Sick Stew