ChampagneInTheGraveyard

Medieval madness, I practice with all you bastards
Laying on a rack, now I'm cracking up things they passing
Ash 'em like tobacco, I cash in and then I stack 'em
They wonder how it happened, now I'm enveloped in madness
Champagne in the graveyard, toast to the KR's
Two 12s in the trunk banging like a AR
I gotta thank y'all for helping me take off
Yet to truly try, 'cause I know if I did, I'd break y'all

Down to set 'em in, problems less settling
You need to stop sipping and popping all of them sedatives
That shit don't heal you
That shit won't help you
That shit just break you
And put you in hell, true
Been speaking this for years
A lot of people laughed
'Til they laying on they back knowing this breath's the last
I wouldn't wish that on any human
Only thing I'm concerned about is bringing the music

The original 100 SESH songs stay on repeatedly
The ones nobody's heard, I bump 'em religiously
The guideline to this shit that I now bring you
You ain't gotta try when you know that it's in you
Garage nights, double wide-wraps, double stuffed
That was the recipe for the shit that we bump

Old news, cold tunes, and gold jewels
Scholar like shoes, Young Duke in a suit
Pocket watch thinking, sweater untucked
They say it's preparation, I say that it's dumb luck
No such thing as fate when you don't give a fuck
White Punk On Dope coming straight up out the dump, SESH



Credits
Writer(s): Elmo O Connor, Lyson Lyson
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