Meet Up, Break Up, Roll Up, Cyph

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May 2012

I hang out with a bunch of heads that have a thought of pot,
a dutch and 10 bucks is all they got,
so like snot we run down to the woods,
to break up the stuff and roll up the goods,

not like we should, we just do what we want,
look at all sober people as taunts,
cause as much as we want and try not to, we would,
light up a blunt when we need to feel good,

sure there could be effects later on but now,
we only care about the presents, not about the how,
to any tv show we roll up the kush,
dim the lights and constantly shush,

until our minds push us towards exhaustion,
we will smoke blunts with no caution,
clips go on the fork often so i can consume,
all the good leftovers from my room.

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