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I went on a cruise last night through the city with a couple of buddies in my friend's new car. We smoking weed, listening to Biggie when I look to my left and my friend Sol pulls a paintball gun out of nowhere. He rolls down the window and shoots up a steakhouse. He gives it to Phuture and he pops a couple of homeless people. But the crazy shit is that my boy Jimmy is driving, asks Future to take the wheel, leans out the windows and shoots at some empty parked cop car. We all laughing hysterically and all that shit and then we all hear a fucking cop siren. I'm like what the fuck?
What the fuck? Dude, I got a fucking blunt right in my fucking mouth. I was cool as ice just a second ago and now I got sweat coming out my ears. I'm high as fuck, I can't hide it. I take the blunt out my mouth and look at it. It looks back at me.
We look at each other. My demise is a gift of nature. The world suddenly becomes a blur.
Jimmy looks over at me, yells twice "toss it! Toss it!" I can't even find my hands, what the fuck am i going to throw my weed with?
On my left, Sol is yelling "toss the weed"
Who the fuck is sol? what the fuck? where Am i? What the fuck? Are moving forward?
The cop sirens getting fucking louder. louder. What the fuck? I'm high as fuck. what the fuck?
I can't go to jail. I'm claustrophobic.
And then the car, just fucking died out of nowhere.
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Everything is beautiful. Let the music carry you. Baby I will follow you forever. Nowhere else I'd rather be when you're lying next to me. Let the music carry us together.
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Last edited by SuspicionVandit on Apr-27-2009 at 03:25
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police start questioning me & all I'm thinking is FUCK. I have a blunt in my pocket. Worst scenario evar.
