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tryna master peace
Bad news, phone call, I'm so-called in my zone
Tryna write a song, tryna master peace

(Out of filter tips)
(Guess I'll just use

smoke the best
Break it down and roll it
Don’t forget my filter tips
Hit it til you cough
Feel it in yo chest
Other than the money
Only thing that mirrors

filter tip, antidote in disguise 
A fictional filter tip, a paranoia paradise

You're the bad trip from drugs I never got

Then found out 
It's a corpse a hug
Roll it up roll it up roll it up

Dirty filter tips 
Fresh from your lips
Press it down press it down press it down

and chip
I got the extra slim filter tips yeah
(I cannot breathe)
I got the extra slim filter tips yeah

Look what you've done to me
I can't breathe
Oh look

another pack to take you down

Chorus:
Cigarettes that you leave unlit
Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
Cigarettes that you leave unlit
You'd better

Let George Do It

Steely Dan

Android Warehouse

1998

roll 
Count your change 
For your midnight chore 
Play that "sell-your-soul" exchange 
Menthol filter tips 
Danglin' from your nether lip 
[Chorus]

It Makes a Fellow Proud to Be a Soldier

Tom Lehrer

An Evening Wasted with Tom Lehrer

1959

and me
He wants to fight and bleed and kill and die for liberty
With the hell of war he's come to grips
Policing up the filter tips
It makes a fellow

Me And My Monkey

Robbie Williams

Live: Summer 2003

2003

There was me and my monkey
And with his dungarees and rollerblades
Smoking filter tips 
Reclining in the passenger seat of my supercharged jet

Let George Do It

Becker & Fagen

Becker & Fagen

roll 
Count your change 
For your midnight chore 
Play that "sell-your-soul" exchange 
Menthol filter tips 
Danglin' from your nether lip 
[Chorus]

was bad, rapping 'bout guns we never had
Now we smoke raws with filter tips, old homies talking shit
Said you got what's best of mine but you stay

Me And My Monkey

Robbie Williams

Escapology [UK]

2003

There was me and my monkey
And with his dungarees and rollerblades
Smoking filter tips 
Reclining in the passenger seat of my supercharged jet

shit de wird sick

Ja bro mach kei spass
Jede abig viel zu lit
Karen wer bisch du
Respektier ehmal de drip

Filter tip, ocb
Rich und misch au debi

week
My ashtray still got a roach in it
I hit it until my finger tips
Get burnt at the filter tip
'Fore I learn to take a risk
I ain't even had a pot

on the filter tip

You run away and the memories slip away
You run away and the memories they slip away
Like a stream sliding in, into the lapping waves
Like

I'm saying

Fitness in the filter tip
La smoking blood or crip
Cadence of the kilter
Your bitch pay and say
To milk her tits
Sipping slow the potent

quit it once and twice
I'm back around like its a hot bitch
Get a bnb for every weekend
Tryna get lit
Filter tips on blacks
But Mike he like em'
With

live's hell and it's filled with war
Where they kill the poor and kill the rich                      
And they wanna stick it on the fags like a filter tip

minds with the speed of badly craving lips 
Stuck to filter tips: it takes no time for them to kiss
And even less to lose their bliss
But lovers use no

on my wrist
This ain't no Fairytale Pg13 keep it as real as this
I'm with the s**** like a filter tip n**** want all the smoke
It's f*** a strap I let my

killing myself
And I know it's not good for my health
But if you don't want these lips they'll just grip onto some filter tips
You wont be missed, no
I've

milk flax seed
Do you vote absentee

Do you still leave kisses of lipstick
On the filter tips of cigarettes
Does your art still make people sick
In

the same old shite
Well fuck you 'cus you know how hard I've tried
Tried to numb the pain down with legal highs
Dirty needles filter tips and cable ties

average to lavish in these cold streets
Then his bitch turned informant for the police
Cold world she got smoked like a filter tip
Loose lips sink ships so