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His Shoes Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was known as an honest man
18 with a college plan
Never thought that I’d be searching for food in this garbage can
They see that I’m starving man
And no one I can call daddy
Never thought it would equal out to this dark alley
People thinking it’s my fault
Like I did this to myself
Why the fuck should I cry for?
I hope that I die dog
It probably be an overdose
Flashbacks of my wife and where she would hold me close
Damn that woman was good to me
I might end up catching this holy ghost
Cursed the first little motherfucker that saw me cope
I gotta get off these drugs man it’s my only hope
See this ripped up jacket, this my only coat
And it’s winter time, can’t see the finish time
I gotta dig in the garbage can when it’s dinner time
Fuck the president, white house and the pentagon
I lost my job, I lost my wife, I lost my kids
I lost my car, I lost my crib
So how the fuck they think that this nigga supposed to live?
How the fuck you think I’m gon' put some food in my ribs?
Crime motherfucker, I’m living on the streets
I do the time motherfucker, hope I die motherfucker
This malice in my heart, that cardboard box
My little palace in the dark
I’m a savage in the park
I was known as an honest man
18 with a college plan
Never thought that I’d be searching for food in this garbage can
They see that I’m starving man
And no one I can call daddy
Never thought it would equal out to this dark alley
People thinking it’s my fault
Like I did this to myself
Why the fuck should I cry for?
I hope that I die dog
It probably be an overdose
Flashbacks of my wife and where she would hold me close
Damn that woman was good to me
I might end up catching this holy ghost
Cursed the first little motherfucker that saw me cope
I gotta get off these drugs man it’s my only hope
See this ripped up jacket, this my only coat
And it’s winter time, can’t see the finish time
I gotta dig in the garbage can when it’s dinner time
Fuck the president, white house and the pentagon
I lost my job, I lost my wife, I lost my kids
I lost my car, I lost my crib
So how the fuck they think that this nigga supposed to live?
How the fuck you think I’m gon' put some food in my ribs?
Crime motherfucker, I’m living on the streets
I do the time motherfucker, hope I die motherfucker
This malice in my heart, that cardboard box
My little palace in the dark
I’m a savage in the park
[Verse 2]
I came from the coolest home, allowance and student loans
The last time I looked for a job it was through the phone
Your story cut through the bone
So who’d of known that this college student will be coked up when he’s too alone
It seems that a couple tears have turned to a couple beers
And turned to a line of coke, I struggle to find some hope
I’m snug in designer coats
While people in this world starve
I still question the innocence in my girl’s heart
I never gave much thought to this
Kinda makes you think, who’s the unfortunate?
Grew up in an orphanage, but you still made it out
Tell me what’s the cause of this
Should I take the safest route?
How do I avoid being homeless on these streets?
Arrested sniffing coke, walking lonely on the beach
All these phonies wanna leech
Talking 'bout my dad’s money
And if he dies in his will, what would he have for me?
I’m just a crash dummy, life is like a bad collision
One day it’s mad sunny, then you find your ass in prison
The more I think about it, we the same
You and me
The only difference is, I got opportunities...
I came from the coolest home, allowance and student loans
The last time I looked for a job it was through the phone
Your story cut through the bone
So who’d of known that this college student will be coked up when he’s too alone
It seems that a couple tears have turned to a couple beers
And turned to a line of coke, I struggle to find some hope
I’m snug in designer coats
While people in this world starve
I still question the innocence in my girl’s heart
I never gave much thought to this
Kinda makes you think, who’s the unfortunate?
Grew up in an orphanage, but you still made it out
Tell me what’s the cause of this
Should I take the safest route?
How do I avoid being homeless on these streets?
Arrested sniffing coke, walking lonely on the beach
All these phonies wanna leech
Talking 'bout my dad’s money
And if he dies in his will, what would he have for me?
I’m just a crash dummy, life is like a bad collision
One day it’s mad sunny, then you find your ass in prison
The more I think about it, we the same
You and me
The only difference is, I got opportunities...
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