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are old
Come from a place where no ones told

That we come from stars this life we chose
We blame the thorn
But always praise the rose
Life is sharp yes

Pumpin from my radiators
That was my golden era
Sumthin Like my 88 is
To all my shady neighbors
Gangsters and the mental patients
I was surrounded by

okay and either way you gon' follow
And when that day comes we'll be together again
I pray my sins forgiven
That was then, but listen
I have jinns that's

Lay Low

Paris

Hard Truth Soldiers, Vol. 1

2006

to train, so many ways
And I'm amazed, but not amused as such
We all brothers but some of us gettin caught in the clutch
Another, day go by another, day's

that's rapping in pack in the
Mid when I'm packing the pen
I'm massacring men, I'm hated by Buddhists
Baptists and Catholics and the
Pope of the Vatican

Too many people, too many to many people, I want you to myself I got the fish I sell
Too many people, too many too many people
I want you by my side

Keep bein pretty you makin it possible
2020 like Mission Impossible
Keepin it Frank, this wave is unstoppable
Like, Harriet's missin this train that i'm

to what I'm used to

My whole family
How to train your dragon
I mean that they toothless
That might be why
I'm turned off by teeth coated with gross shit

Average Joe getting fucked by
Manchin while Biden watches
Them student loans the ropes around
Yo' and I's pockets
Pay to learn to be in debt
While

that cash
If that bitch do not got it
Then that's a fucking ass
We re-up on the wush then
Smoke 'em by the pack
Man I been smoking weed like it's

school was a scapegoat 
Used to get on the way home 
Every day getting baited by plainclothes 
They trace every way that your wage goes 
Round here every

things
That’s what to say
Shit is fucking crazy, man
I’m out here smoking good, man
Fucking pocket, fucking stupid
Fucking blunt pack with that up-town

your girl went down an sucked ma dick
Done things that you can't dream
Ain't got the balls, me I went full steam
Picadilly picked up, came by train
Ain't

their self
So I was thinking I should come by And say something,
Hi my name is Credible
And I dream to be an artist still
But dreams are only dreams

the track, my mind is the train yeah
Sip to relax, numbing my pain yeah
Cut me some slack, im in the game
Don’t love you back
You by my side but you don’t got

here we go again

(Get Out of My Way)
I can be the one you want me to be
But that's too easy
Backed me in a corner now you will see
How much I fight

[X] Drugs-N-Alkahol baby!  Ahhh!
[S] Uhh.. mm that's funky.. ohh!

[Xzibit]
Huh, I'm Mr. What-The-Fuck-You-Lookin-At
I'm Mr.

Late night ride out to DC to just cop that good Indica
Might just keep goin' South, change my whole name, sign a new signature
I just wanna get away,

What do you claim? 
Me and Cole Myer we hop off a jet and you know  that we really got up on a train
Me and Yung Grady drop outta the dark and you know

the time

To come to my house, and let me tell you that I rhyme

You always made excuses, such as

"I'm sleepin' right now, call me back," no never mind

vigilante
And all the tools on my utility belt do come in handy

That candy coated Metropolis ain't no match for this Gotham City
Round here they take

happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door

to twelve so i guess you could tell
we had high expertasions that shit would go well
we went to catch the train at the train station
we didn't pay the fare we

don't write their lyrics
But some people have reached levels that are atmospheric
By relying on others to write their songs and shit for them
And they