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East River Pipe

's toast I sold rock cocaine down in Ellisville Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's real Kept my dope stashed with this hoochie Way down yonder in East

This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light and the Glories swept the sky As the Northlights

s toast. I sold rock cocaine down in Ellisville. Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's real. Kept my dope stashed with this hootchie, way down yonder in East

son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River And we have four people parking behind the eastern

a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River And we have four people parking behind the eastern

s toast. I sold rock cocaine down in Ellisville. Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's real. Kept my dope stashed with this hootchie, way down yonder in East

the river, deep in these streets like Barry White Carry the light, married to the words I recite Keep a shorty on the side, type steady for pipe Stay

a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River And we have four people parking behind the eastern