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got holes in his shoes and his jeans are hella dirty
Smile on his face with a wealth not worldly
With a style and a grace that got all these heads

of those old worries just don't bother me much now
Cuz I got new ones
Tried and true ones
Bills past due ones
Interest accrue ones
Hole in my shoe ones

The work week been way too long
Ain't been enough Waylon on on the radio 
To get a good old boy by
No
The achin' back its just gettin' old
You

oops, we caught you by suprise

[Mad Skillz]
While you niggas get upset, I'm a get to the point
It's me, the nigga that slayed "E" on the vowel joint

I've Been Down

Mac Dre

Rapper Gone Bad

1999

And pressed his body alarm for quick assistance
Now these muthafuckas want to do it the rough way
Five C.O.'s is what it takes to cuff Dre
Straight to the hole

so down
Run around the city with rounds in case it go down (down)

Well we getting too old now
Gotta give the kids juice, so they can grow now
All

Yeah
Geno
Yeah
What it do nigga
Yeah
What it does
Y’all takin this shit
Too serious
I’m just havin fun
Bout to get some wok
And grab a couple buns

Growin' up, I'm already too old for Chris D'Elia
They tryna run they mouth, checkin' in on that big career
and look, it's nada
Voila, it disappeared,

for real, spit steel grippin' the wheel
I cut ya grill, 'til you look like Seal
Holla at me
When them 380's buck, even old ladies duck
Dubs

of the M-A-P
Is it gonna be y'all last cd”
Look at here boy, stop asking me
That's the same old thing you asked last week
You talk too much if you ask me
I'm

Whenever your eyes are on me, I withdraw
Whenever I'm by myself, I'm nothing at all
I've got too many empty loves to heal
Too many cells for drugs

bully, I'm known as a father
Free all the G's and paigons too
Give a red light, still crash on that yute
Couldn't give a toss if you're old or new
Them

Too many sheep too many cattle
My joints all ache and my old bones rattle
Forty five years livin' in the saddle
Drovin' all over this land
Over

when i’m 26
Then she asks me why, and all I can say is
Old friend you're the one with too much to say so it won't be conveyed thru words
I can attempt

lonely
I'm afraid I can't recover self-control
I would like to love again 
But it's been so long and I'm too old to care
I'm so lonely, so lonely... I'm so

the desi spray
Big shit, poppers, small resumes
Ya'll the reason they made the 360's
They can't make their money back off you
Too risky
I know I've been gone

Someone found a letter you wrote me
On the radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a
Hole in your old brown

Kinda missin' these fucking old Days
I wanna fuck her but she's gone
Diss her way to much now she's Fucktop
Cry alone with u by my side
Cuz u fuckin' used

a bitch, like an Hoe
Who gives fuck ‘bout u I dunno Too
Take it easy, just need to pop a Pills
Fly out, cry off, goin’ high, Through the sky
Then u’ll fly by

looking to fill the hole in our hearts,
It's something everyday you just don't see,
Young and old creatures, dying to breathe,
Stunned by land, bewildered

Being patient's getting old, I'm wanting a fix
I'm trapped in a chemical hell
By and by, the days peel off, it's blurring, oh it's
Blurring oh it's, it's

then I light it up
Jam ak jam, I am the son of a maestro
Passion never too old, you know my art gets up
I show you what I'm capable of, I'm full

old throwing temper tantrums
While I'm beating instrumentals up with my hands tucked
Behind my back I just use words because they feel so extra
Now you

yo, can I live? (Come on)
This here got too much bounce to be melancholic (for real)
Listenin' DJs with the crates, spinnin' at the parties (let's go)