Lyrics:
on the morning and evening news
I'll address the elephant in the room
I suggest I'm irrelevant and it's true
But if my heart fits I'll wear the shoes
I'm
Give it to me
Yeah
Yeah
No shoes at the door
No keys in the couch
No life in a tomb
Don't feed that
New lease on a car
New lease on a house
New lease
with large amounts
Buy you shoes that you can't pronounce
Off shores with large amounts
She understands me
That's why she's by my side
(I'm by your
brand new kicks that I rock on my foot
Too bad nobody can walk in my shoes
I got nothing to lose jus something to prove
Feeling brand new nigga I'm quite
new shoes and new kicks
Nigga's from the old school that started all this shit
Big time weightholders,Dope clocking for years
Nigga's you
(Pa pa pa pa pa pa-la la-la...)
J'ai marché vers le son, blinded by the lights
Cherché la même chanson my whole damn life
Une symphonie 'bout how we
raised by a queen
And betrayed by people I put on
However, it's lonely on the thrown
And casualties in war
How you win to lose
Dodging dollar bill
Like
news
But you can't fill my shoes
Swear I got too much to lose
This ain't nothin but the truth
Tell em what it is Tell em what it do
And I hate
proves
That we love it
Yes we do
Making money
Making moves
I can fill 100 shoes
When the time flies by
We stop in motion
Living our lives
Enjoy the moment
on the turntables
Ant Live I don't need you collectin the dough
And Little Daddy since you my brother
get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things
this ain't no sprint
Brainstorming new ideas
Building game talking IKEA
Do my thang when I'm out here
Every time
But tonight I'm gon'
Live it up
Live it
false alarm
They want to do us harm like I'm nervous
Live inside a glass house
They want to bring us down
Then drag us out
It's all about niggas that
news media, the politically correct and the enemy of the people, who not surprisingly hates the show in general and me in particular, by once again tell
own problems that their going through
I take it day by day, it's only thing that I can do
So I live for me as you live for you
But you can't be me
the birds fly
Tapping in with my third eye
Bitches being goodie two shoes
While these racks rise making new moves
Sorry not sorry
It’s time I shit on these
(Wait a minute)
Same song, new dance
Same song, new dance, ho
Ho
(Wait a minute)
Same song, new dance (ayy)
Same song, new dance, ho (man,
Fresh out the belly of the beast with my niggas
We live by the gun and we die by the trigga
You never seen me digress even when I had different problems
Big ass platinum of my album
Hanging in my crib
Marble floors, designer shoes
This just the way I live
My next door neighbor he a plug
So he
a new day
Stomping out the door, no shoes on
Grab a couple Coors, get the brews going
Where the homies at, I got a good feeling
Sand on my feet,
of the enemy
I am forgiven
I am sanctified
I am a new creature
I am redeemed from the curse of the law
I am delivered from the powers of darkness
I am led by
He gets up early about seven o'clock,
The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock.
In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three,
By
you live
No I can't be a part of the lifestyle you live
And your mama doesn't care about what you do
You ran up her credit bill just buying new shoes
No
trust it'll make a fat fiend stumble
Do the speed limit, all gold shoes
Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too
I'm tipping strippers but I
move
Tools I got take a nigga out his shoes
Tools I got leave a nigga on the news"
Unc' said, "Papi, you a bad man"
He went back to digging in the trash
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