WE are the follower's Of the scared crop given to us (God Bless the whole crop Please God, don't let me see no cops).

I'd like to tell you just where I'm from In the hills where the trees grow wild with weed fields The fucking pigs with shields holding the blue steels Greenhouse effect with the weed connect trunkload, ready to hit the highway Don't let the eye in the sky fly my way or we gonna have big trouble, that's no shit Can't be growin without no permit but fuck that, I study the 215 trip That way when they come they can suck my dick. FUCK'em All watch'em all fall don't worry if you see god first tell em shit got worse

WE Use it To keep US focused, make us think strait, Make the most of what's given to us, But we are blinded by rage at times and learn from experience

The scientifical, mystical one Growin my crops with the rays of the sun - The Crazed Irish mon "Deeper then your last breath, puffin the reffer cuz he's feeling the mad stress

THE URL IS >>> http://www.myspace.com/irishlovemachine

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