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Ha, saw my opp, he at the liquor store
Slimed him out, stomp on his neck until my foot get sore
Up the score, cause when we slide, we go door to door

jumping of the ground
My foot was sore all around 

I fell over
As if I was drugged
But the fact was that
My toe had been stubbed

A week has passed 
Now

from the book store
You might've got hit with a straight but this going hook more
Been running up bands so much I think my foot sore
He tried to rob me

the galore
To explore, to shift
Carriages and licenses to Texas travel the big apple
Places to find, mind the summer heat and foot sores

But that's for more

the truest in this room
You got a few dates booked, now book more
Keep running
Don't care if your foot's sore
Gotta stay on the grind, never look bored
You're

on
Mile after mile
And I'm foot sore, heart sore, don't belong
What's become of the child once young
Of the child once bright-eyed and strong

I wander

strikes and the foot sores
But I'm by your side, sticks and stones, we're ready to climb
And it's ride or die, boy
And it's ride or die, it's ride or die

Vs)
I'm a pilgrim, I'm a stranger, Thru a strange land I roam
Oft I'm foot-sore, worn and weary as I journey along
But there's someone walking with

my pace 
But my right foot so sore
Single shot I take
And that bottle break
So I don't sleep with my riffle no more
Looking up at you looking down

the dash till my foot gets sore 

I just hoped out that brand new Aventador
That ass so fat she can not fit it thru the door 
I think I'm gonna go and buy

for more
So let's kick it till your foot is sore
I'd like to see if I could be the one you cookin for
And although we aint had or first date yet
I'm

as we trod pon Jah course
And wi foot neva sore
'Cause we blessed from sole/soul to wi head
From di soil and di sand and sea and di rivas and trees
And di

reckon
Don't doubt me for even a few seconds
I ain't got time for you
Peasants with no stage presence
I make more than an effort that's
Why my foot's so

running til my feet get sore
Foot on the gas I ain't pushing no breaks
Give it all I got til I'm pushing that wraith
Pushing that Benz twenty-twin-twins

Make an opp town ghost
They be fat turn slim
Running laps on road
Trying to get out reach
Keep on jogging
Till your sore foot bleed
And your foot sole

burn open sores
Foot on the Floor, burning gas
Exhausted, porous
Pouring another glass
Til my face makes nice with it
Cut my eyes, Oedipus
Cannot

blurry a eye sore
Foot print in they necks clap it up encore look
Big rep for my city imma big step
Moved cities and they hated but they never pressed
Dawg

your thumb 
Spelling it wrong 
This new face of you

Noble fellow man
Leave what you might add
Standing too heavy 
On your sore foot 

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(cause i'm )

song, maybe it's wrong, but I did it anyway.
And I , was pretty fuckin bored. My foot is really sore. So I play guitar all day
Plug my Peavey in

so small
Still be treating old wounds that are sore 
Foot on the game, now I’ve sunk in my claws

They say the top is hella lonely
Planned ahead & cut