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I string a sentence together with a cotton tongue Bucket bong smoke creeps out of the holes of my rotten lungs Packed hot tongs fill the vaporizer Mumbling dribbling pure green saliva If piff runs out Im troweling the ashtray Emptying ends to recycle a fat jay It tastes raw and leaves my throat sore like chlorophyll in weed thats premature I smoke to sleep wake up and smoke more Taste buds detect strains like a connoisseur Outsiders know when I need a draw Cause the grey smoke stops seeping out from beneath the door Torn rizla packs and ripped skins scatter the floor Half alive I strive to light the kaya No soap bar never toke plastic or tire Just that homegrown cheese pick from the shire Full Lyrics: undergroundhh/lyrics/view/3-Piff-Land/Smellington-Piff Smellington Piff Real.Life.Drama Records Leaf Dog https://youtube/watch?v=jdXWmWkhtP8
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 13:41:30 +0000

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