Up In Smoke
here I sit wondering why our lives, are up in smoke. A world now unknown to me , let me tell you what I see. A pusher on the corner selling poison to my brother: an addict in the alley getting high one last time. A hooker on the next corner who's been beat. Up in smoke. Is the future of those I see. up in smoke Is a man's dream to believe. up in smoke Is our childern's education if we don't sop and take time to be apart. up in smoke is our rightto bewho we want to be. up in smoke Is this whole country make a change or we'll be up in smoke as a society.
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