| Light it up and let it burn
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| I inhale then I watch it swirl
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| I’m in flight on that purple smoke
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| Feeling like i’m on top of the world
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| I picture us in gold frames, in black
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| Jawnz and gold chain in purp rain
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| Its so strange how things change
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| But don’t fame?
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| Make you a better man to help you
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| Better understand that life’s a bitch
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| With killer plans
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| I’m way too deep in satan’s hand
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| I’m just another man who’s looking
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| Out to make amends
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| Wait, fuck that
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| I’m lightin' up another blunt and
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| Play pretend
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| Vivid scenes in my lucid dreams
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| How i’m always high on promethazine
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| Seeing things in clarity
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| Excuse the charity of thoughts I could
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| Do without but i’m one with my soul
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| When i’m in flight with these clouds
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| Forget about the world i’m in and
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| Just lay back when i’m in flight
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| Dance around with my hands in the
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| Air when i’m in flight
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| I see the earth keep moving in slow
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| Motion when i’m in flight
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| Pretend that i’m the king of my
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| Universe when i’m in flight
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| I’m burning mary with the fairies in
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| Neverland on the weekends |
| Playing tag with dragons in dungeons
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| Blowing smoke till the week ends
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| Sippin' that purple potion
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| I’m movin' in slow motion
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| Higher than a kite, in flight
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| Skywalking across the oceans with my
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| Imaginary friends dressed in all black
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| On crack
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| Intoxicated minds working on projects
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| Chop and screwin‘ thoughts on that
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| Chemical E, slowly burning down trees
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| Mother Nature would disagree
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| You do the math-amphetamine
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| I count the stacks of dough i’m making
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| Daily like a dreams is what it seems
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| Double cups, double cuffs
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| Double the dosage
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| Crowd surfing the clouds
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| I’m still standing here proud |