Smell In the Air
don't hold it to long
exhale a cloud
go ahead grab a beer
it won't be long now
every ten minutes
back to that room
watch other friend's
crush it up in a spoon
it's a big pink chunk
break's down clearish white
grab your boot's
get ready for a ride
a carton of cigarette's later
only three or four night's
this is not a reflection
of how i get down
just my conception
of thing's I've been around
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