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Apr 2015
where did they think they were going
when they took that shot in their arm

my best friend Paully, along with some of my other friends
this narcotic charm called ******, took them all to the end

it's a ******'s dream and they think it's fun
they might as well use , just a plain old gun

prolong the agony, keep ******* around
think about death, when you shoot it again

it could be your last time and it only cost a dime
so they think they can do it, it could be their last time

they shoot it anyway and they don't even care
to them it was only, their very next fix

i told them all the time, that they better beware
don't do as i do, but it's all up to you

you can't ever tell a ****** whatever to do
always remember it's all about you

this dope called ******, is no ******* game
always remember, it will drive you insane

if your lucky, you'll only get hooked
so they give it a try, just to get high
Clean days 300
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
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