T.W.A.S. (That Wicked Ass Smoke)

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    T.W.A.S. (That Wicked Ass Smoke)
    I HUFF AND I PUFF AS I SMOKE...
    THAT STUFF
    I JUST CAN'T SEEM TO GET ENOUGH
    EVEN WHEN TIMES GET ROUGH
    FOR REAL...
    EVEN THOUGH I WON'T ROB OR STEAL
    I DAM SURE PUFF BEFORE EVERY MEAL
    MAN THE COPS MAKE SUCH A BIG DEAL
    I'LL RUN THEM OVER WITH MY CAR
    AND STEEL BREAK THIER STEERING WHEEL

    THEN GO DRINK HENNY IN THE BAR
    PULL OUT IN MY TRUCK NOT A CAR
    SEE......
    IT BE THAT WICKED ASS SMOKE
    THAT GOOD SHIT ALWAYS MAKE ME CHOKE
    STOP SMOKING THATS A JOKE

    SO AS YOU SEE I NEED MY WEED
    GIVE ME SOME AS A GOOD DEED
    AND I WILL THANK YOU INDEED

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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