| Til I die imma live it up |
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| It's like a jungle sometimes, the weed smoke makes me wohder, how i keep from going under |
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| Time to question our lifestyle look how we live, smoking weed like it aint no thing |
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| i know i can, be what i wanna be |
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| Ayo u better flee hobbes, or get your head flown 3 blocks |
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| thats why he kicks push, kicks push, kicks push, and coast |
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| But i, somehow, some way, Keep comin up with funky ass**** like every single day |
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| engine, engine number 9 on the new york transit line |
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| We made the impossible look easy, believe me on my block |
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| I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, take a look at my life, and relize theres nothing left |
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