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weed

how could you pass me that fucking bong
you know it makes me sick
and how much shit it puts me thru
every time i think of you
it make me want another one or maybe two
just to go thru a stick in a week or just in another free style
i must be day dreaming again
i was gonna take a walk thru the bushers
to find myself a new wild dog sitting thinking again that my dad had to come
Now its up to the little brother to make something out of his life to become
Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb
Diplomatic immunity from critiful prosecution aint gonna last from
Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come
I'd rather kill myself before seeing what monster what i've become
The people scared of annihilation when kingdom fuckin come//
Unless you eatin' pussy that smell like it's a stale plum
nah its just voilent j drinking all that rum with his bong and another fucked up song
And we still high assed outscreamin' 'thug till i die'before i passed outbut now that your gone
Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cockshe's gone, and i'm thinkin that my game's so strong
Long ago you were gone while i steered the car on a route imaginary all along and hit the curve
and crashed bleed to death
Carefree i don’t need the stress

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