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Lou Pine, wolf and cub, flat on my rug This is the bullying boy try to strike me It's Crooklyn, do the right thing Spike Lee For real, Once I get a on that I'll I get wild like Uma trying to Bill Smoke a fire, drink like a fish Hope when I'm broke, like I'm rich Deep in the woods, out in a lonely Chronic flying on my Doshja dragon The chameleon holographic a bag of hash for an automatic blast Beam me up Scotty, I'm ascending to the Catch me the Abbot Where I'm to my gardens Running on air through the night the morning Flying colours like bee's swarming Buzzing to BnE town Sydney Spot my signal out my greenhouse chimmney see in every village, Mary comes to us State to Another brother bud to greet us we roll through hear us rock all the bells And I told you it's beer o clock all is So all this good reefer The outcast, outback, racing cheetah Smoke like a fire, drink like a Hope when I'm broke, like I'm rich