I'll be smokin trees in Belize when they find me I'll be smokin trees in Belize when they find me I'll be smokin trees in Belize when they find me I'll be smokin trees in Belize when they find me
Inhale the smoke, the anxiety passes.
your own family feels you like a threat.
you keep shaking... at least, now it is It's just you.
For those children who can't stay at home.
Where did your daughter spend the night?
Where are those graffiti that your son publishes from? ?
All that shit that you didn't tell them, nor vice versa,
stays low earth like Kustirica.
Your father doubted what to do with his life...
Your mother was afraid and covered everything in glitter.
With these examples it is logical that this creature does not go out into the streets with very high morale.
Going to school is a cult of anger... he's still trying to be cool...
And he no longer knows what to do, he holds the whistle and the paper.
Smoking chinilla in the upstairs bathroom waiting for three o'clock.
There is a Nike bag at his feet. He smiles calmly releasing a sigh; No nos we will be back a ver...
I'll be smokin trees in Belize when they find me
i'll be smokin trees in Belize when they find me
i'll be smokin trees in Belize when they find me
i'll be smokin trees in Belize when they find me
Baby we rollin', baby we rollin'
Baby we rollin', baby we rollin'
Baby we rollin', baby we rollin'
Baby we rollin', baby we rollin'
Baby we rollin', baby we rollin'
Baby we rollin', baby we rollin'
Baby we rollin', baby we rollin'
Baby we rollin', baby we rollin'

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