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I've got a bad habit everyday I wake up
Grab the bong, get it stuffed with that tobacco dust
I need to relax and such, just wanna take a puff
But one bowl ain't enough, see myself in it's clutch
Addicted to the shit our founders were smoking
Coughin and choking, hoping that my lungs will open or just..
At least keep me breathing, head rushed then I adjust
Back to reality, addiction has a grasp on me
Tighter than a dick in the pair of adams ass cheeks
Why do I do it? Hell don't ask me
It started like way back ,and the reason is challenging..to think of
But I guess when you're used to drugs, you'll do whatever to get a buzz
Yea I fucked up, one bowl turns to eight
One every hour, I'm feeling like my teeth are in pain
I guess I'm seeking my fate, I mean it's never to late to change
But I'm only changing the bowl everyday
It's totally overtaken my soul and my ways
It's not even like I like the taste
It clouds my lungs in tar and paste, I'm too young to waste
My life and decisions, gotten to be bed ridden
I don't like the way I be living, gotta quit the addiction
To me the shits like chewing gum, I know what I do is dumb
But fuck it light another one, promise I'll quit
The bowl ignites and it's lit, aw forget it fuck it
Light the motherfucker up, all the tar getting stuck
Shit won't even light, I should give this shit up
Or just stick to weed and give my drugs a switch up
Smokin the shit that killed the cowboys and Indians
I Just went to the bathroom, why do I gotta shit again