Lyrics:
just about to toss a live grenade
In your driveway (what?) and drive away
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS
Blood drippin' from it,
just about to toss a live grenade
In your driveway (what?) and drive away
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS
Blood drippin' from it,
These boots are made for walkin' and that's just what they'll do.
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you!
Walking back from your
few words he did say, poor boy
These few words he did say
I preached for the Lord a mighty long time
Preached about the rich and the poor
Us
This a special dedication, (thank y'all)
I wanna thank you for the fuel
No really thank you
(Y'all better hear this shit)
I felt so inspired by
in
Can't work too hard to get my money
I refuse to
Slave for the next man a raise nigga fuck you
These streets are nine to five
You want it we can
you not gonna show face after that stunt
At rap's only awards and you ain't show up
You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed
By these black
hoping for some mistletoe, oh
You can take these presents, underneath my tree
You can take this awesome scarf my grandma made for me
You can take
killer
But these niggas made me like this
Now they all afraid of they own invention
I walk with a limp 'cause this AR will not allow me to walk straight
I
streets, know what I'm sayin'?
While he on tv, I'm in these streets
And then my broad, my kid walkin' around singin' it
Boy, if they sing another verse, boy
run around with these SZAs (yeah)
I prefer to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets
I was going hard (by
she never sang
Until one day, those boots arrived
And things were never the same
These boots were made for singing,
And that's just what I'll do
Girl, never write a check I can't deposit
She said, "boy, stop, let's go walkin'" (let's go walkin')
"You wanna be outside for this"
We just talkin'
And these few words he did say, poor boy,
These few words he did say.
"I preached for the Lord a mighty long time,
Preached about the rich and the poor.
Us
someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walkin'
That's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over
someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk
She's alright, hoppin'
Bars on a Saturday night
Low on cash, but in charm
She's high as a kite
Down by the water
Where the other kids are at
She
scar was a painful work of art
That reminds me of mistakes that I've made
And no story I can tell can tell it quite as well
As these souvenirs that
who decided, well, I'm not really that hungry anyhow.
These are just a few of the things for which payment is long overdue..
The person that I owe
a'messin'
And now someone else is getting all your best
These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are
dialect
Till I, sit in the dark and I reflect
And my reflection shows what it's like here
'Cause this vanity, surrounded by all these lights, yeah
It's
And someone else is getting all your best
DH: These boots are made for walkin'
MM: That's just what they'll do
DH/MM: One of these days these boots are gonna
"Boy, ain't you got any other songs than these?"
I go walkin' after midnight, goin' where the lonely go
I got heartaches by the number, hear that
Without a rubber on
We are not alone
When I was young a song,
Had no fuckin' meaning, meaning
Now we a feinding for the new news, new news
Like all of these
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