Stashing
the
bag
and
the
joint
There's
no
real
dealer
Makin'
the
change
counting
on
8
foot
sativa
The
choice
is
mine
smashed
as
all
is
fine
The
choices
we
make
The
chances
we
take
Given'
to
you
we
hope
its
not
too
late
Even
with
all
the
shit
we've
been
put
through
Give
it
to
you
we're
gonna
prove
What's
that,
what's
that
Step
up
Step
up
Step
up
for
sativa
Step
up
Step
up
for
8
foot
sativa
Wake
up
wake
up
wake
up
for
sativa
Wake
up
wake
up
for
8
foot
sativa
Even
with
all
the
shit
and
those
who've
been
claiming
it
We'll
give
it
to
you
and
hope
its
a
master
hit
What
we
can
stand
to
play
across
the
land
Trying
new
shit
together
hand
and
hand
Wondering
why
to
live
is
to
die
Keeping
it
real
until
we
must
lie
Leaving
the
change
of
what
we
decide
Crossing
the
line
of
all
inside
Again,
again