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Big For Your Boots

Stormzy

Gang Signs & Prayer

2017

You're getting way too big for your boots
You're never too big for the boot
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
Your face ain't big for my

will be my death
You are
Always in my head, head
In my head, head
You are
Always in my head, head
In my head, head
Monsters in my bedroom
Foreshadowed my

feet on the ground, I stay ten toes tall
I put in that work do you see me
Don't think that they see the real me
Put your hands up if you feel me
Soon

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

Mack 10

1995

feet
Clear the whole block both sides of the street
Even crips and bloods hear my thuds
Fee fy foe fum a nigga where you from west side

[W.C.]

the scandal
Shop at that Randall
Hit that fuckin beach, with that what, Nike sandals
Got em on my feet, hide behind tint be blowing sweet
Them hoes be on my

the scandal
Shop at that Randall
Hit that fuckin beach, with that what, Nike sandals
Got em on my feet, hide behind tint be blowing sweet
Them hoes be on my

feet in the dirt
So I want to be prepared for the worst
I keep my Glock on burst – never on safety
‘cause niggas hate me (hate me)
And while niggas

guffaw, cross scenes
Never cross on the green, 'cause I ain't got to be nothing for you but me (but me)
From my 3B down to feet (to feet)
Can't fathom

up the mandem faster
My bros say i ball like saka
Big man attacker
Keep possession like barca
That aint football thats soccer 
Scrap that x3
Hate it

Sweet Love

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

Girl cologne you smashin' it 
Jump in take a spin destination Staten 

I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin' 
She replied, "Street, you

Sweet Love

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

cologne you smashing it
Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten
I have you home by ten, shorty started laughing
She replied, "Street, you ever ride

a lot of frenemies
A lot of enemies
Do anything for the fee
They wanting me to see defeat
But I stand ten toes on my feet
My step guided by Jehova
And my

Yeah, it's Ten we win

Now I'm sitting all alone, in my bedroom
You only hurt me because I let you
I had to take a step back
Before I stepped, too

Oooo 
Eee yeahhh, Eee yeahhh
It’s the acey way 
I wanna grab you out the dance 
Put your arms all on my arms. 

[Chorus X2]
I wanna grab you out

This rap is addiction 
Been at it since a kid in my toughees
Nigga it must be  Thembé X with the nappy hair 
One of the greatest in the world man I'm

nobody humping around
Except us, and that's fa'sho
Bed sheets all across my bedroom flo
You gotta go
Cuz I know ya man's coming home
But you really wanna

to spend this day
The webs we weave are so damn tangled
I guess my baby didn't really like my angle
I lie in a puddle of blood neck mangled
end my life by

a ring like 6 times
I'ma need me 'bout 7 dimes
In a bedroom wit like 8 9s
Ima need me like 10 stacks
Ten stacks about ten times
Told my ting I'm from South

What?
Every face is her face
I'm presented with 13,000 duplicated exes
Wake in a sweat and press snooze.
Lie on my back
Lie on my side
Lie like an X

Bounce Back

Big Sean

Bounce Back

2016

I'll act up
Brown paper bag like the lunch packed up
Back, back, back, back up
Nigga I'mma need like 10 feet
Or get stomped out with ten feet
I'mma

What" (I'm like) "What Kid What" (3x)

[Slug]
Now Sean kicked my ass, I ain't gonna lie, ain't gonna laugh
It wasnt fun, but fuck 'em, I'ma get my gun

me
My legs real sore callus on my feet
Talked a lot of shit
Drown me in the river
She acted nice
Guess I'm chopped liver
Despite her shit you stayed by

on my own two feet
I fill the role like Morgan
Stage like Pac did
Flow like Lauryn
I am important
Days pass, I'm thinking where's the inspiration?
I tried

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1: 1988-1998

1999

feet
Clear the whole block both sides of the street
Even crips and bloods hear my thuds
Fee fy foe fum a nigga where you from west side

[W.C.]