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Trips in Space (Remastered)

December 13, 2024 at 9:08 PMv4
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Pack it tight, spark it bright... let's go. The bowl's packed tight, a green cathedral, Flick the Bic, I light the steeple. Smoke swirls like ghosts in the ether, Eyes low, I'm a cosmic believer. The cherry burns like a dying star, Each puff takes me out, stretchin' far. The stink is divine, crumbles like a feast, Through the haze, I rise and ride the beast. Pressure buildin', lungs inflate, The stink is divine, crumbles like a dream, The hit... the pressure... bursting at the seams. The cough, the cough, unraveling my strings, A rip through the cosmos, no tether, no means, Lifted off the Earth, takin’ trips in space. The cough, the cough, a trip in space. Shades on, I’m a comet through the vapor, Thoughts cut sharp, like a streetwise saber. Neighborhood watchin’, it’s a smokey affair, Elevatin’ above, I’m beyond the square. Gravity fades as I exhale slow, Orbitin’ planets where the cold winds blow. Each cough's a rebirth, a violent feast, Takin’ another hit, still I ride the beast. Pressure buildin', lungs inflate, Heartbeat races, it’s my fate. The stink is divine, crumbles like a dream, The hit... the pressure... bursting at the seams. The cough, the cough, unraveling my strings, A rip through the cosmos, no tether, no means, Lifted off the Earth, takin’ trips in space. The cough, the cough, a trip in space. Lost in the clouds, I’m gone. Galactic highways, lit by dawn. No borders, no lines, no confines, Infinite paths where my soul aligns. The stink is divine, crumbles like a dream, The hit... the pressure... bursting at the seams. The cough, the cough, unraveling my means, A rip through the cosmos, no tether, no means, Lifted off the Earth, takin’ trips in space. The cough, the cough, a trip in space. Yo, who’s got the next hit? Let’s go deeper... Yo, who’s got the next hit? Let’s go deeper... The stink is divine, crumbles like a dream, The hit... the pressure... bursting at the seams. The cough, the cough, unraveling my means, A rip through the cosmos, no tether, no means, Lifted off the Earth, takin’ trips in space. The cough, the cough, a trip in space. Shades on, I’m a comet through the vapor, Thoughts cut sharp, like a streetwise saber. Neighborhood watchin’, it’s a smokey affair, Elevatin’ above, I’m beyond the square. Lost in the clouds, I’m gone. Galactic highways, lit by dawn. No borders, no lines, no confines, Infinite paths where my soul aligns. The cough, the cough, a trip in space. The cough, the cough, a trip in space. let's go deeper Im so baked

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