Lyrics:
to spit the truth and Freestyled into groove as we talking Bentonite clay pulling toxins I walk-in to my garden in a state of partial dress Sun on bare
My mind is shining But it's not enough to write Death turns around me as a satellite I try to get a signal every night Smoking always bentonite All
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