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This instrumental makes me reminisce its Making me miss the good old days The good old ways With our mates waking up at 7 with my face Smiling ready to go riding finding them golden lines un With the sun shining blaring in our face we sweating Stinking up the place but we aint caring Jus cussing and swear dissen our cousins Daring to take new drugs The feeling yeah the buzz Safe to say its a rush Its Cush We youngins so pass the Kush All we all be so shielded plus All we needed is our ruck sack Were we snuck back outta thot school we strut back wit a pot noodle Now I’m not neutral Like tryna Showa a poodle Now trine be like josh newell Not from 2005 to 5 not happening From 2017 to infinity believe me
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