You can't find your fucken shoes?
With women with issues
Come and walk a mile in my shoes.
Kill the jungle let the cats loose
Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Why you keep falling from your own shoes?
Now concentrate until you get the juice
Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty
Like the bottom of your dated shoes
Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news
A legend have to bow, africa
Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah
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