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Gone girl

My vision ainít the same, people wanna play when temptation is the game . Havenít smoked today , so my brain is fighting back at least the king is back , for minute now Iím gone with the wind call it sin, you either lose or you win. You better choose the option for the wellness of your kin.
 
If I die tomorrow please tell my mom I love her , I had no time to give her kisses and to hug her. They told me stay sane , donít smoke your soul away . Let the kids play let them get what they deserve , I kicked my thoughts to the curb , my bitch left without a word not a piece of life I can describe without hurt.
Malzo
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