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I'm a outdoor grower

ah yeah beautiful ladies stretching up to the sun what a gift this little weed see uh I been a grower for some time now grow that types a shit make ya mind bow gettin lower on that cheeba no not cheva this is a killa weeda so many strains make ya heads spin you like to stay up late or get all locked in see it don’t matter which way ya wanna go indica or sativa I treat ya right, bro see here in Oregon we do things different work a barter system help each other pay rent call me a socialist like a give a fuck you be at my door when ya havin hard luck I’m a medical grower – Son, I grow medicine stopping censures killin cancer out my freezer alcohol extracts make all ya'll relax no mo heart attacks rushin like the train tracks I grow medicine – I grow out door like that plant was meant to be no chemicals let that bitch grow free feed em organic lots a guano watch the buds rippin from the back po see I’m a real farmer have a long patient list always lookin to add names get the money makers pissed so I don’t charge much just cost no overhead I aint in this to get rich that’s why I got this rap bread I’m a medical grower – Son, I grow medicine stopping censures killin cancer out my freezer alcohol extracts make all ya'll relax no mo heart attacks rushin like the train tracks I grow medicine –
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Apr 2, 2015
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