i'm payin' for my son
to get treated
for his affection
to "smoke"
dope
marry-juanana
i had the samea' a wanna'
when i was younger
i had the same hunhger
but today's
they play's it other ways
they slice it
they dice it
with other things
that brings
out other things
i sat today
every saterday
i hear what they say
man do they pay $$$$$
i als0 hollows
but when i was young
a young gun
it was just smoke
just take a toke
but today
they do it their way
a little co-cain
to ease the pain
or maybe some hash-is
or sumpin' other
oh brother
that what it be's
mary whana
cocain
herioin
want do you wanna?
some how it's not the same
but it is still insane
it hurts your brain
lose thos membranees
how bought a drink or 9
when do un lose ur mine?
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Reviewed by autumn blair-strange (Reader)
Reviewed on July 25, 2004
you said it!times have been changin'..i'm sorry for the pain you shared and agree with the insights on dope these days...keep on writing..tons-o-hugs,Autumn
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