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Dec 2014
The walking dead fill these streets
Hollow eyes and empty minds
Cluelessly they shamble on
Knowing nothing of *****

Herb is my liberator
I find freedom in the kush
One ****** puff sets me free
My chains are broken by ****

Babylon consumes our minds
Men walk like zombies entranced
If everyone had a spliff
All the world would be at peace
Spliffs bring freedom
Blunt Blastah Mastah
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Blunt Blastah Mastah  Livin on the Zion streets
(Livin on the Zion streets)   
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