"Walk These Shoes" lyrics

[Tech N9ne:]
What!
This is dedicated to the young gang niggas on 56th and Highland, nigga
Get yo' money fool, yeah
Don't ever let them niggas tell you that they better than you man
It's all delicious, like this

'Til you walk these shoes, you couldn't understand my views
While you on your Caribbean cruise, I'm payin' my dues
On the corner tryin' to hit licks for slips, trouble making them flips
So I'm 'bout to smoke a dip, now I'm ripped
How could you make a hypothesis on me and my partners with your college degree
Trying to psycho-analyze me? You can't see what I see, you can't be what I be
When I'm deep in this pit of violence without parental guidance, nigga, spot
Translation, cops watching me every day when I'm just holding down my block
Fuck a ad-hoc, my brother, my father's in jail, momma fell, so I'm 'bout to make a sale
What the hell? Gotta get that rel, then I bail, I smell like sherm and you can tell
The chemically it got me wanted to use my genitalia on this bitch, that bitch, the kind that don't want to bust a gang, ain't got no rub
So I'ma just hit and hope she don't give me whatshername packs, me metal in case of emergencies, urgencies, bills I'm trying to hug
Still you're trying to judge, yelling I'll be better in prison
Bougie nigga you can cruise 'til you walk these shoes, I'm livin'

[Nachia Woodley:]
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero

[Tech N9ne:]
You're on the outside looking in my friend, I mean my foe
Come close and I'll be forced to let you know (What?)
I'm living the life of a hustler
'Cause the school system cut my visits down to zero just for beating down a buster (Bust ya)
Keep lookin' at me like I'ma steal you with an hour
And all you think I do is eat shit and shower
I'm a survivor, present day McGyver, two sider, you depriver
When you look at me, you think I'm a conniver
What's happening, w-w-weightin' your boy in a game of tennis
I'm a menace, you want a peeper, s-step into our sneakers a minute (Nigga)
You hop out the boots, yelling
When you see it's hard finding work, being a class-A felon, drug sellin'
Scrapping niggas from every side
Fighting family drunk and high, ain't no punk in I
Domestic so I'm off to the penal again
So momma tell me how am I to reconcile again
'Til you walk these, catch me in the smokers LeSabre
Running spock off on the block, can't understand my behaviour
I'm coocoo for cocoa, selling but driven
So motherfucker you can cruise 'til you walk these shoes, I'm livin'

[Nachia Woodley:]
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero

[Tech N9ne:]
'Til you walk these, only speak about what you know
'Til you walk these, direct your useless views to the floor
'Til you walk these, pick a punk to verbally abuse
If you walk these, you couldn't walk a block in my shoes
'Til you walk these, don't preach to every nigga you choose
'Til you walk these shoes, you couldn't understand my views
Wouldn't catch me in you shoes if they were given
Motherfucker, you can cruise till you walk these shoes, I'm livin'

[Nachia Woodley:]
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero
In the ghetto, packs me metal, pump this leado, take dinero