From: My momma's womb and my daddy's nuts |
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IP:
I thought i was on the couch, smokin a blunt to tha face
Now im trippen kause the ground is brick, it's a desert place
My blunts not laced but 2 black cats means bad luck for me
But the trumpets play with grace, now I fuckin hit this tree
Now my mouth is bleedin and there's a kitty in that clear ball
Now everything is spinnin, Im bout to urrl...im about to fall
my hands are slidin down the stump...all can do now is crawl
My fuckin lungs feel small, And the flame got bigger on the wall
As I take a puff off of the Newport..it smells like sumthin is burning
And does this feel real now and I see lite candles in the background
Oh fuck! Im gettin cooked like sausage that keeps turnin and turnin
I open my eyes to see that my livin room is on fire--I think im hell bound
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Eazy Duz It Bitch...or get Popped
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