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Drugs, all they are is sorrow and pain,
Then eventually they rot your brain
And if you take them to be part of the gang
You'll come down to earth with one hell of a bang.
Coke, Ecstasy and all that sh! t,
Then eventually you turn to kit
Through time you tare your life & family apart
But you don't care you've got no heart.
Your enjoying this great trip
But you don't realize it's got a grip
Through time it all starts to show
First your figure then your looks go.
The next thing is to steal and rob
Thats when you get involved...