Paroles My shoes Mark Battles

My shoes

Yeah, I remember nights was hard to defend and fight
Everybody feasting, Jesus, can I get a slice?
I left her alone, hope you find Mr. Right
I ain't never hit a girl, but my sister might.
Huh, let me relax, it's just the anger talking
Last night I had a dream, I've seen an angel walking
Went up to him, shook his hands, said, 'I don't thank you often'
For the lessons, and the blessings, got so many questions
I wanna know if this the new beginning
If you're unaware of your mistakes, is it truly sinning?
I got a girl at home, why am I going to these women?
Open the door, the more punches than the just inventions
Screaming to scratch, not understanding my actions are just madness.
I don't know what's wrong with me,
I'm like the rich girl purse, gotta look, God gave me
I'm trying to fuck this... kissing on these rappers like I got a bad brother
Capture different meanings with these rap daggers
Lil back patters, nothing but some back stabbers
And don't trust them if they say that only cash matters!
My friends say that I'm the best at rap arguments
.. stuck up chicks, cause they're hard to get.
Mark is sick, faded quicker than some barber clips
So fly, gotta marry me a Martian chick
I'm walking on a sky, who cannot party with
Tardy slips, most school days are hardly win.
Mobbing through the city with my crew beside me,
Loyal to the soil, so we're really riding
My album dropped this far, I hope you go and copy it
Trying to get more cells than a human body
I keep it real!
I don't appeal to the phony ones,
I gave out seven takes free, I think you owe me one!
Show me some!

All the places I've been, all the people I see,
You think you wanna be me,
You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes.
Don't wanna walk a mile in my shoes
All the places I've been, all the people I see,
I guarantee, you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
Don't wanna walk a mile in my shoes!

All these bitches in my rearview
Weed fogging me a clear view
I see you, but I don't feel you,
Cause I never met the real you!
Only the pretend to,
You've got no clue what I've been through
That friendship that you're offering isn't true
A partnership would not be beneficial
To neither of us,
We're them hustlers
Young and suckers
Can't do y'all until we done us
Caught me in that Chevy backs cleaning this tissue
Couldn't walk to my mail box in my slippers

All the places I've been, all the people I see,
You think you wanna be me,
You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes.
Don't wanna walk a mile in my shoes
All the places I've been, all the people I see,
I guarantee, you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
Don't wanna walk a mile in my shoes!