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Correct PSA Drugfest 2003 Lyrics
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Correct PSA Drugfest 2003
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This town ain't the right size For you and I Six million ways to fly Who's tryna die The moon got a dark side I know a guy Who mix up a spliff like witches with newt eye Cocktails unlike the Tom Cruise kind Inhale, toke up like how a noose tied I'm too down, like a blue towel Alice, the White rabbit, and the white owl, ow Couple hits'll put your lights out, child Some white boys bring the pipes out, wild Spark L's like dude, gettin' a Dell For what they selling with tools, many sit in a cell Cottonmouth, moving like Rochelle f'real Hit the horrors with clippers like Sam Cassell Word to Dewey Cox You ain't getting hooked ox Lace the dip, that shit turn yo eyes steady rocks That shit got lame, spiced up the game Brought out the blaze and lined up cocaine Prefer it off white with albino's ok Balance out the junkie roll it out for days Honey have a stylish chain with the swoop For a two pack of Starlight Coupes Spontaneous in a losing a new light loupe Musta been an extract made him look cute No peer pressure, this campaign's grass root Squad members hailin' from the top to the bottom From coast to coast toast Gomorrah and Sodom We dyin' to die with more problems Smoke em if you got em Sip em if you got em Pop em if you got em Snort em if you got em Shoot em if you got em Eat em if you got em Drop em if you got em Take em if you got em Chew em if you got em Fuck em if you got em Roll if you got em Smoke em if you got em Sip em if you got em Pop em if you got em Smoke em if you got em (x3) Farmin' the funnels like Mario the plumber Smell the cocktail off the sweat from the summer Double the ration, last trip was a bummer Had to hit the new contact, my babe bro had a number You know the steez, some Gs hit pharmacies Alchemy initially prescribed for they knees Over the border or order from over seas Or cop it off the corner, know a family down the street I support local business Trust the head, stay grass fed 'Til they eyes grow blood red Who that (?) the shiz-nit That shit really had my wig split, O-M-Jesus When we outta town, hit the legal with the VISA Know a bunch of stoners down to roll up to we seizure From coast to coast toast Gomorrah and Sodom We dyin to die with more problems Smoke em if you got em Sip em if you got em Pop em if you got em Snort em if you got em Shoot em if you got em Ss-ss if you got em Drop em if you got em Take em if you got em Chew em if you got em Fuck em if you got em Roll if you got em Smoke em if you got em Sip em if you got em Pop em if you got em Smoke em if you got em (x5)
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