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“97 hours. ATL to LAS./
They say the strip is Paradise and people leave with nothin’ left/
We all gamblin’, the sun rays is damagin’/
Sinful city but I’m with my family and we managin’/
Surrounded by love and other drugs/
But I found we still had plenty power without the plug/
Everyday learn something, burn something, the desert hot/
Loyal to the soil til I’m in a plot, I can’t stop/”
- Spence
