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They call me "Trip Easy" from the breaks, I've quit smoking blunts Lick a [?], is it [?]? [?] Oh, it's bull, get a t-shirt, that's why I'll be so over-sourced I'll break them back, I've been too lazy for the paper chase To the intoxicated stake that'll make me repeat all my same mistakes Lucifer, what's in his bag? I ain't talking Jake the Snake He knew if he kept me high by day-to-day I'd waste my life 'till it fades away, got smoked just to escape the pain But when I came down from that high, all the pain remained the same I saw like the Shades of Grey, but thank God for His amazing grace He came to brighten up my world and gave me that courageous fate (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I wasn't good, but it stoppee from the new No more glass in the trunk, no more shots in the cup [?], it's goodbye to the [?] 'Cuz I'm hot on the stove, hey! [?], I had enough [?] [?], I had enough [?], yuh! From Letras Mania