Your Mother in a Jansport

Intro:

- My cold seems worse tonight than it did all day, rotten cold, just won't let me rest, stuffy nose, scratchy throat, coughing, feeling I should take, NyQuil
- Yeah

Verse:

Dropped in the Asian drugs, guns and 40 blunts, we paranoid
The Orange Sunshines, they got me talkin' to Asteroy's
Some project goons, homie, like we out in the desert
With AKs, my trips of doom hit you once in your medics
Acid grills caught a cleric when I'm maxin' your gills
Reactionary, overthrow the system, I'm the Captain of Pills
You know the name, the kind that got your bitches commando
Who can hate the face, erase you like the grimace of Brando
Open the Jansport, if I have to resort to brutality
Makin' lamp shades from wifey's labia, you phallacy
Actually, I'm in the Valley with Ress, sever your chest
Medicine Man, the rap shaman meditative Koresh
This ain't a test, exercise a serum with vitamin
Armageddon's here, for fear I only speak for enlightenment, writin' shit
You faggots got a loan-full only with Diamond
Die, bitch, just a product from a sick in the violin