Lyrics:
the moon's out, think we're old news now
I go hard on a Friday night
Italian shoes on sight
Stop! Hold up, raise your bottle
Push the throttle, tonight we're
over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin' fire to a trash can
Now everyday I need ends
New
killed in the street over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin fire to a trash can
Now everyday
euthanized
I'm the new, the who, but soon gets neutralized
Twenty twos are huge, my shoes are supersized
I don't cruise, my music boom, it's stupid loud
Cool shoes
Call it co-creation
A world that was already made Trying to stop us beings
From being a supernatural
I take you on a trip when I rap I
hammers)
These niggas really be them steppers they don't even need shoes out here(nah)
I don't need to be cool out here(never)
Boy what you doing out
to be in the same shit but you can't fill my shoes
So let me tell bout this bitch so you can get a clue
Shaudy should've spoke when she was only fucking
This is my same old coat
And my same old shoes
I was the same old me
With the same old blues
And then you touched my life
Just by holding my
This is my same old coat
And my same old shoes
I was the same old me
With the same old blues
And then you touched my life
Just by holding my hand
a shadow out there
They've got the places they can go
They've got the people who stare
They've got to walk in their shoes
They've got to see what they see
I drive fast cars, eat lunch by lakes
and meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap
shoes
And our halos were rusty but we wore them proudly
We were two little gods
In the emperor´s new clothes
Dasani
I don't know even know what She call her Father cuz she call Me Daddy
(Daddy)
Fresh from my hat to shoes
Nah I don't need nothing new
(Nah)
What chu
don't seem to mean nothing to you
While you buy another boat
They can't afford shoes
Right now as your living out your dreams
When you're sponsored by
Early one morning the sun was shining
I was laying in bed
Wondering if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives
the shoes fit like Alan I be too thick
Ever since you hit, yo my new chicks a new bitch
Ya know if I can't eat, ya can't sleep
Plus I'm in denial, I just
town in some Ace's
Fuck niggas, them be so basic
Used to cop some shoes, up at the playlist
Now my new kicks, I swear they is stainless (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
even though they die
Whoever lives by believing in Me will never die
Do you believe this?
Satan only lies
He tries to make us lose
But with God's Word
the wings of Heaven on my shoes
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose
Now, it's all right, it's okay
I'll live to see another day
We can try
[2Pac]
Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggaz know what time it is
This is my same old coat
And my same old shoes
I was the same old me
With the same old blues
And then you touched my life
Just by holding my
hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my pursuit of happiness
I'm so glad, to get to the point of havin this
opportunity, for you and me
Yea..
'Til you live in this city
You don't really know man
City so nice they named it twice
City so nice shoulda named it life
When you down and out
nigga out here
I'd rather die than live a life of fear
I know I got to be down here
To shine my light on them hoes
Hardest nigga out here
I'd rather
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