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red


I carry it on me, 

take them all.

one after one,

non- stop its my life,

feel like high.

red on the ground pop pop!!

sniff that sh*t.

im always up in the sky.

I carry every mother f**king drug on me.

red on my grave drip after drip.

feel like high,

up in the sky.

tattoos all on me.

red all over, drugs all on me.

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