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high for what we wanna buy
Nice shoes
Fast car
Good booze
No parks
No guitars
All we care about are the superstars

What about the fellow human who can't

Fuck that place I ain't tripping bout a bitch
Try and act nice and they leave you in a ditch
Try and act cool then you pull up to the school

j'disais que jamais je r'commencerais
J'me d'mande si j'm'en tirais si je r'commençais
Ok, là j'divague, j'suis drunk by myself
What goes around comes around

and I told you twice
But you wouldn't believe thought I was too nice
I hate to admit but mother was right 
I think its time you got    out of my life

You have horse on the front of your car
Can it drive really far
I have the shoes on my feet
They've been worn before
cnd now they're loved by me

We

Friday bills from my palm

With the slickness of his implore. 

cnd even once he sold me some crepe soled shoes

That were two sizes too small

He say

Husk of a man you're rotting away
Waking up surprised to see another day
Couldn't be me - I'd like to see you try
Walk a mile in my shoes and you'll

about the bands that you like
Common ground is territory that makes me wide-eyed
At 2 p.m. you'll put on your shoes
We'll borrow a glance but it's not

get confuse
A mek Excuse, and a spread fake news, when you run lef you shoes
Bout mi hook, mi no relation shook, gal a money gal mi look
You get juk by

or a piece of chalk
Real talk
Give it what i got
Skate on a beat like im tony hawk
Flow needs a mop i could teach the opps
That im nice and clean
Life i've

(Floatin’)
Now we move like the ocean
(Like the ocean)

Baby looks good 
In whatever she rocks 
Wether it’s high heels 
Boots, shoes or the (Birken)stock’s
No

a lill hate in the way  
Brush it off, is ok. 
We just try nu get paid 
Looking for better days.
And please,dont judge me 
By the shoes on ma feet.
See me

can't be fake to me if you comin' my way
No shoes on me now you losin' this race
I never rapped like this back in my '19 days
I wanted to play ball but

so am I
 I love you with my eyes closed
I could've left a nice note but instead i'm hitting high notes
For you i'd walk across a motherfucking

(RJ on the beat) judging by my wrist (wrist)
I couldn't tell you the time
'Cause to a bitch I'm Ned Flanders, Psycho Bob in disguise
'Cause if you

at sports,
Know the slang you've got to know.
So let's start,
'Cause you've got an awfully long way to go! 

Don't be offended by my frank analysis,
Think

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born
I

outside my window

You're not here by my side
So that you could see how little it matters
I'm yours now, you brought me things that I've waited to dream
But

inspired, but credit me too
Day in my shoes, you wouldn't last
Listen to "Hurt" listen to "Crash"
Try to do good, try to give back
And spill out my soul over

Ladies Come First

Hinder

Welcome to the Freakshow

2012

my mind's in the dirt
You're two kinds of sweet, naughty and nice
If I get this chance again I won't think twice
(Back, back for more, brown sugar)

Wanna Know You

Pepper

In with the Old

2004

I saw a street corner angel,
Platinum problems pressed against the wall.
She paid her dues, bought stiletto shoes,
And had real mean pimp names

the mayor got nice shoes nigga jokes on you
We need to improve and pay attention to the game you lay claim to

Another thing you'll catch in a lot of todays

it? Her body nice, her face a ten.
Compare myself to progress, cause i'm in a different league my friend.
You can't see your sins? You need different

nice

I'll eat in the taxi queue
Standing in someone else's spew
Wish I had lipstick on my shirt
Instead of piss stains on my shoes

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