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Hey yall this Smit-Deuce comin at ya ... Spittin them lics since 99 and been rockin the mic underground ever since... I Dedicate my compilation cd Lyrical Assasin to my boy POTS We miss you man this ones for youThe world has become distorted, My sight elevated, And my mind, Freed.The smoke which i had takin, Had set my soul free, No longer was i bound in chains, But as free as a man could be.Life was like magic, It became the music, The plant from which this wonder came, Is one so sacred, Yet one surrounded by pain.I drift away to distant lands, The one where ther are white sands, The one where all is free, The one where we all live, In perfect harmony.