Broken Shoes

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Layers Thompson, Dunzo Donalds

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Yea yea
Broken Shoes
I know my feet wont fail me now
Leather cracked, tread worn
But they still get me around
Laces crusty
The colors turned from black to dusty gray
But so long as my joints lubricate
Then every day's my lucky day
I know my actions have weight in a bold new way
My intentions ripple out and multiply to a tsunami wave
Together, we make more than I alone make
Let the storm quake, observe the way my brittle bones shake
Broken shoes, you've never seen a happy man dance
Prioritize generosity why I gladly hand jams
Put myself in another's shoes, half the world goes barefoot
We got dirt toes and workflows
Grimace with a scared look, I'm moving quick
Champion helper with the strength of twelve
Much work I don't dwell till my shirt's soaked and its smells
Never had a lot and what I got I give away
I sit alone and think of all the good I did today
No I know things may not always go my way
But I promise I'ma always give you me
But I wanna let you know this evening, yea
I wanna let you know
That if you can just hold on, hold on
And each time I think I really need to take a break
I realize nobody for me if I stumble and I break
So I must tell you everything to date
Out loud and it ain't shit sweet
Now it ain't Nilla Frosted Cake
I never thought I'd reach the age of twenty-eight
They say the good die young, I guess I'll pray we make the gate
Opened to the truth and gave a fade to the fake
So every morning I'm enthused to face the day
Used tie, belt worn, shoes broken in
I'd never be broke again if I had another phone-a-friend
Been in the hot seat so long feels like my home den
Used all my lifelines and I've been on my own since
Self-worth millionaire can't afford to be tone deaf
Is that your final answer
Intuition in my bone dense
I must say how it ain't easy, I admit it wasn't fair
I's born, white skin, open glow and golden hair
I write it if I feel it on a cymbal and a snare
Wasn't paid for my verses and I didn't really care
Cause I never had a lot and what I got I give away
I sit alone and think of all the good I did today
No I know things may not always go my way
But I promise I'ma always give you me
And I only have as much as what I've given to my fellow
And it's same rule applied from grabbing Gerber's slurping Jell-O
It's universal now, I'll teach if you not settled
This open hearted message coming level broken shoes

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