Don’t stop trippin’
April 11, 2012
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Just a big fat bowl burning in a smoky room He took the biggest rip and took him to the armpit Just a lonely boy tripping and dinner in south Detroit AHe took the biggest hit, and it took him everywhere An idiot in a smoky room The smell of salvia and david’s COCCAINE For a second he saw the light His trip goes on and on and on and on Illuminati waiting Rowing up and down the canal The mosquitos bumping in flight Strobe lights, eyebrows Living just to find their drugs and Trippin somewhere in th
