Texty:
Smoke

Halfway gone, I'm halfway gone You were always hard to hold So letting go ain't easy I'm hanging on but growing cold While my mind is leaving Talk,

you're too far in to jump the fence I bet you ruled the day When you took his lovin' that night So hard for you to see through smoke and mirrors How

smoking gun, Echo: (with a smoking gun) Ahh Ahh With a smoking gun, Ahh Ahh With a smoking gun, Ahh Ahh I know you'd come, Ready to kill, With a smoking

Oh, Lord, I know oh Help me somebody Smoke stack lightning, Hear me crying baby, Hear me crying baby, Hear me crying baby, Hear me crying baby, Hey, all right, all right Smoke

know where to smoke Take a tumb tack and an empty coke can! Put some holes in it and break up your bud Throw it on the top and now you can smoke some

smoke is going down I climb the stage again this night 'Cause the place seems still alive When the smoke is going down When the smoke is going down When the smoke

Well you, good for you I?m not so sexual as yourself Every day is just an extension of yesterday, a hassle And getting out of bed in the morning is like

smoke you out You can't stop it Now we're going on, you just let it go Child, I'm gonna smoke you out Shotgun, run so I'm taking you over Poison air

shakin an wigglin whatever man we done drunk all this liquor I can't drank no more patron so before we get with Wyclef and Jerry yo Ying Yang lets take a smoke