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Escaped by the Window
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March 2011 Why does time fly by when i get high,
packin my bowl fat and tryin to reach the sky,
feel like i fell in love with a girl named mary jane,
since she keeps me stable, secure, and sane,
more real than a game, only got one life,
if my mind had it's way i'd be past my last wife,
past censorin the cyph, now i'm mostly the roller,
splittin ditches like bitches and strikin out like a bowler,
addin time to my sentence, now open up on bars,
fuck drivin slow homey lets fly past these cars,
elderly drive as fast as the tortoise against the hare,
except this is reality and the rabbit hardly cares,
suckin sucketash thank god i'm still alone,
groanin and moanin although i've surely grown,
consider me wastin my life, hear me say up yours,
i jumped out the window before you could shut the doors.
