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Smog A Hit

It's not going to be a hit So why even bother with it? It's not going to be a hit So why even bother with it? Just lay it down and forget about it Lay

was some nice folk there Now I don?t know where I?m going All I know to do is hit the ground running Hit the ground running Hit the ground running Hit

m going All i know is that I'll hit the ground running I was raised in a pit of snakes Blink your eyes I was raised on cakes I couldn't memorize a century