[Chorus:Bisk]
You'll know who I am when i'm smokin' again
I roll with the fam, Cult of the Damned
Roll like a dan cause I am
Puff, puff, pass get smoked we can mack
Caught in a jam I'm recordin' a cam
Don't ever try to talk like you're gang
Caught in a jam i'm recordin' a cam
Don't ever try to talk like you're gang

[Bill Shakes]
I self medicate
Henny straight down the hatch
King of trash on a mountain counts countin' stacks
Drunken rebel cold sag gold champ runnin' medal
Ignant ill shit, hit to kill shit
Don't fuck around with Bill's shit, that real shit
You won't be rollin' over with your wheels clipped
Trees grow, from here to Heathrow
Green folk, free smoke
Catch a shot through the peep hole
Clouded mind, deranged thought tank, fuck
Heavy rain, false rain storm
Break laws
Plowed through bare doors
Hit the floor, pass a pair of sores
No one gets hurt except Mary Jane Doe
Dragon breath smash your sket
Leave the sesh with half a head
Hidin' legs
Pass gym addicts with sniff habits
Blabbin's listener, planet shifter
Walkin' alone
Pourin' patron in me orbital bone

[Chorus:Bisk]
You'll know who I am when i'm smokin' again
I roll with the fam, Cult of the Damned
Roll like a dan cause I am
Puff, puff, pass get smoked we can mack
Caught in a jam I'm recordin' a cam
Don't ever try to talk like you're gang
Get caught in a jam i'm recordin' a cam
Don't ever try to talk like you're gang

[Lee Scott]
Shakin' the tree of life until me brain becomes unsnagged
A good son slash scumbag, thrown' broken bottles at a punch bag
Eatin' me munch like someone's tryna steal it
Approach the future like Simon Phoenix
Old school of thought, skippin' classes
Like everything's molasses
Seein' life through these wilted rose tinted glasses
But either way I seize the day
Crisis loan for dro, EMA for E&J
Clutching me stomach like Strike from Clockers
But I don't like the doctors
We make that type of music that you can't find
Watching signed daytime TV at nighttime half blind
Seek repentance for sins I have yet to commit
Parked up at Starbucks gettin' head in the whip
97' purple Ford
I've got nothin' but tracky clad skeletons in me wardrobe

[Milkavelli]
Sweg
Yeah, and all these Twinkies on my neck gave me a cold heart
I'm on a frenzy treat the Bentley like a go-cart
Drivin' so fast you couldn't see me go past
In my own class, shinin' in my glow stance
Don't ask, yeah you know who I am
Upside down cross, and holes in my hands
616 Devil Gang got some stuff on him
Miley Cyrus on me, release the doves on him
Dressed in all white, i'm sniffin pure white
Yeah I've been up all night, but i'm feelin alright
Porch light thats why the grass is lookin' greener
Parkin' up my Beamer steamin' sparkin' up sativa
Come party with the demons
Growing weed in the same garden I had Eve in
You don't know me from Adam but now were even
So how you feelin'?
It's like love without a feelin'