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Dec 2014
Me and the squad
Rippin' bowls on the hill
I says "hey baud,
we aint fried still!"
My boy says "I know, ****
where'd we get this kush?"
An answer from *******br>"Growing in the bush"

We smoked poison ivy
******* Schmidt.
I don't get fried with *******anymore.
Blunt Blastah Mastah
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Blunt Blastah Mastah  Livin on the Zion streets
(Livin on the Zion streets)   
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