[Intro- Laid-back beat with heavy bass ] Yeah… it’s the Sanman in the building. Listen up, homies—this one’s a warning. When the bottle’s in your hand, and the spells ain’t landing… (Not to mention all the weed I smoked) You’re in for some shit, believe me. [Verse 1] Hit the bottle hard, chillin’ with my crew, (Chuggin’ it down!) Shots to the dome, didn’t think it through. When the zombies rolled in, I was lit as hell, (Lit like a torch, motherfucker!) Tried to flex my magic—wild arc’d that spell. (Oh shit!) Faerie Fire? Nah, that shit went left, Summoned something deadly, left us all bereft. Invisible stalker creepin’, right on my six, (Holy fuckin' yo!) Swingin’ in the dark, but I ain’t landin’ hits. [Chorus] Don’t drink and spellcast, homie, it’s a trap, (You gon’ regret that!) You’ll end up on the ground, takin’ dirt naps. Booze and magic, man, they don’t combine, (Nah, they don’t mix, fool!) One bad mix, and you’re wastin’ your prime. [Verse 2] On the roof, feelin’ woozy, stalker’s got my name, (Goddamn!) Slammed by the air—nah, this ain’t a game. Called my girl Rissa, she just stood there shocked, (Help me, bitch!) Tryna process how my dumb ass got clocked. (Oh shit!) Banana Joe took a bite, bless that dude, (Yo Joe yo yo!) Sunan swung blind, almost caught the mood. Me? I’m panickin’, thinkin’ ’bout a leap, (Jump, motherfucker, jump!) Jumped off the tower, no Featherfall—jeez. (Splat!) Hit the grass hard, man, I’m down for the count, (Fuckin' Bitch!) Rissa lookin’ at me like I’m broke with no clout. Cat showed up, swingin’, but what can I say? (Slice 'em up, Cat) Even his katana got fucked in the fray. [Chorus] Don’t drink and spellcast, homie, it’s a trap, (Ain’t no way out!) You’ll end up on the ground, takin’ dirt naps. Booze and magic, man, they don’t combine, (Get your shit straight!) One bad mix, and you’re wastin’ your prime. [Bridge] [Break] Mephala sniped, Jenova bark’d my skin, (Yeah, girl, you got me!) Still got dropped—Stalker wins again. Nazir brought me back, Sunan’s screamin’ high, (Damn, homie, chill!) I’m thinkin’, “Why the hell did I even try?” [Bridge continued] Rissa prayed hard, Sune gave her grace, (Hallelujah!) But one punch later, I was back in my place. Memory’s gone, I can’t remember how to speak Elvish, man, (I’m fucked up!) This stalker’s got me lookin’ like a fuckin' skeleton man. [Final Chorus] Don’t fuckin' drink and spellcast, homie, it’s a trap, (You can't win man!) You’ll end up dead on the ground, takin’ dirt naps. Booze and magic, man, they don’t combine, (Stalkers will put you in the fuckin' dirt!!!) One bad mix, and you’re wastin’ your prime. [Pre-Outro] Cat ended it all with a vicious little mock, (Drop the mic, Feral!) Told the Stalker, “Go die, I need my flock.” They picked me up, bruised and lookin’ rough, (Aye, I’m hurtin’, man!) The Sanman’s alive—but I’ve had enough. ..... (He fuckin' done son) [Outro] So here’s the lesson, kids, don’t be a fool, Drunk wizards don’t fight—they just get schooled. Raise a glass, yeah, but don’t cast with a buzz, Or you’ll be the next clown… just like us. (Man......Useless clowns) [Slow fade-out with a chuckle] (Yeah… Sandro out. Practice safe magic, motherfuckers.)
