Navigate through brews (beer) and foliage. (weed)
Who's lonely? Its all of everybody in this phony
bitch. Forraging the zoniest points in a whorde
spree! (zombie film imagery) Ya voice can't afford
me - erroneous! (Meat can summon Sev) When the worms
(nerds) combine with the ravers, you will crave war
(Sev to reign in music) and I will be your savior.
Flood the core (infiltrate the music industry) dodge
a rojo laser. (spy movie imagery) Coppers who jock
us can lick a cockle loco major. (anti hip hop cops)
Ride in the mold lane. (play SMM's games) Pipe dro
up! Cold dead Coltrane, (iconic jazz musician)
zombie, what! High on a Tuesday (Sev's ritualistic
maintenance day) Murder on the moor. Do everything
to kill it (recruit Meat at all costs) so they die
(break conditioning) in a cool way! Who say? Me say!
CRIPpin on my replay! (Sev is a constant mode of
revolution) Doomsday keepsake - (zombie hop) limb
bits from the trees, (weed) man! Hittin' keif, set
to preach (create) out the Sick Mind treehouse,
bitch. Im beast 'round this! Morbid sources. (Sev
draws art from death) Stylized orchids. Piledrive
mormons like Guile (Street Fighter character) with a
cordless. (microphone) Ice cold Coors set the coarse
for endorphins. A transformer (x tab) more and I'm
floored (rolling - high on exstacy) in the forest!
Torching the corpses ensure our abortions, (zombie
film imagery) but dont be sore, you can score with
the torment! (Sev's music will always be around)
Report to the warden. (become Meat) I say you hella
good. (get approval) Resort to the forfeit, I prey
they hella would! (dont oppose SMM) The taste ain't
shook, (Sev is still hungry) we bangin' in the lotto!
(taking chances) Lames tend to follow, we mechete
through the woods! (SMM is original in approach) My
name is in The Book. (Sev is devine) Blaming this
bravado! (Sev is cocky) Trained to get collossal
when my paint is in your brush! (The more Sev's art
spreads, the more he is inclined to create it)

In time you will be free and I'll be tellin' the
story! (Sev is recruiting Meat on his own terms)
Invited to release your prior hell (brainwashing)
for the morbid forest. (getting high and enjoying
to zombie hop)

Nature's now unhealthy, seen your colour fade.
Bleeding to the wealthy, seasons rust away.
(The NWO is killing you)

Load up! (get ready) Tapped, going goo! (THC
concentrate) slap yous and your crew, huh? (Sev
fears no one) Venom in the shrew (small animal with
deadly venom - SMM) got goose, (loose) babybubba,
shut your cluck and find temples! (stop being
sodramatic and educate yourself) Sin is sexing
design in my crystals. (Sev sees a bright and
exquisite future for his art) 'Don't stop 'til you
bust a nut!' (Afeni Shakur quote) Ghost hop (zombie
hop) go tropical, hustle up! ('Semi Pro' film
reference) Most cocky when the rocks meet my rum in
cup. Slammed under the canopy, (high on weed)
managing our gravity with the muscle, cuz! (SMM
is stable) I seen you in the leaves, (high) jammin'
out your mandles! Swing from a vine, so cancelled!
That means we're going off! Twack, (meth), greens,
(weed) and the flowin' sauce! (liquor) Woe is us,
throw it up at me! (wayf.gang sign) Swamp Row!
(Sev's former Compton neighborhood) Don DemiC, awful
apostle! Not to be crossed, for the rot (zombie hop)
will accost you! Caught in a mosh (Anthrax band
reference) who wants it with a boss, nigga? (Sev is
taunting opposition) Floss, (show off) and you will
get your digits bitten off! Listen, if I'm lickin' a
stem, (eating magic mushrooms) iggins (ignorance -
wayf for 'crazyness') is iminent. Him is driven from
within, and they're just scrimmagin' the ball! (Sev
is serious and rappers are garbage) Riffin', missing
kilobits adrift, (going crazy) but the sicknesses
depictions see vivid and we diminish 'em all! (Sev
is utilizing his dimentia as a tool for success)