Bad Credit is Better Than No Credit lyrics

[Intro]
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[Verse]
So called poet, negro motorist
Intimacy is rappin' The Score together with your lover
I-95 Southern
Lifted up in spirit by prayin’ black mothers
A way out of [?] when the escape plan stuttered
Bless the poor, bless them
The last shall be first
Act like I ain't been sh*t before [?]
I'm like how? I only do what I must
So this I will
Original defect, [?] respect
Parable in italic
Deep breath, soft reset
Show me your commandment, I’ll show you mine
Hold the line, that's not news, real, imagined or otherwise
Cuttin' knives
So I smoke creams, soft silk streams
Simmer down, my lips smell of potlikker
Mista mista, just a couple more draws 'fore we lift up
Gouged by a riddle, splurged on the lift
No credit, no verification
Your mans over there don't f*ck with me
Meanwhile, back on this side
Can't be mine if the balance ain't clear
Time weighs zero
There ain't enough Africa in computers, is there?
[Outro]
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In case sh*t happens
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