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