Skalps

Intro:

Gentlemen, was? the next few weeks, we'll be campaignin', we will try to duplicate, see this miltary strategy as well as we like it, also, let me emphasize, strongly the importance of the mortal assignment upon which we are workin', I expect nothin' less than perfection in concept and execution, remember, this is a military academy, any mistake, big or small, will be dealt with in the most severе terms, understood?
Inferior modеl will earn you an F in this class, "ad sapiens verbum sufecto", "word to the wise", dismissed!

Verse:

Ayo, oldie, I wrote this by hand
Vomitin', on this whole shit like I was dopesick
My bad, occultist
Coke hits like, mad molten
Light slag make, whole grip, like flags
Higher than, Jesse Camp (Hey)
Dead hooker, heady vent
Plankin', at Edd n Eddy's man
Jelly tabs (What)
Used to sell 'em like, penny stamps
Fuck sweaty daps, from fleshy hands (Ew)
Somebody get me grants, and fresh veggie gramps
Who says he's bland?
Have you peeped (yo) the severed head, in this Fendi bag? (Yo, yo)
Body in the Wendy's trash, you got friendly fans
Mine is sketchy, and wanna get me stabbed
MC's gassed, Reggie plants
All caps, like my girl text me mad (Come on, man)
Every single line
Mingle with Pentathol rag in the singles line
Bangin' hammer to your roof, shingles fly
All the chosen, please, throw up your hex, symbols high
No hooks, all punches
Chaos magic
Starve the game then, pray on famine
Candles lit but nobody, in the séance added
Bootleggers stealin' diner cart crayons
Smokin' clay pot Babbitt
The stray shot land in