Look, viewin life from the 36th floor
I'm not afraid no more
Kick in the door
When i have so much more
Once a whore never more,
She leave her hair on the floor
Who shows her face no more
Ima go until my arm's sore
Why they begging for some more
Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit
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