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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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