I got shoes, you got shoes, all God's children got shoes When I get to Heaven gonna put on my shoes I'm gonna walk all over God's Heaven Heaven Everybody
oh where is Thomas Edison got a new condo watch me as I settle in I deserve a MTV show for me and my people and if you tryna zone I got a whole swisher
: (Raekwon - sings) I see buds that are green, red roses too I see the blunts, for me and you And I say to myself, what a wonderful world.. (Chorus -
clowdy, howey hit the valley in black Denali's Like I am Johnny Gotti street on me they rock Armani's Sorry somebodies baby mama got fucked liked Oochie Wally Wally Probably I
author, orchestrate mind torture Live performer, bit the mic sayanora Borderline to insane, I rain firewater Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order I got
I see buds that are green, red roses too I see the blunts, for me and you And I say to myself, what a wonderful world It's the illest little story for
Like a man, i'ma stand if I fall And when I fall, then the city better make the call Left the mall bout a minute til close I suppose I get dressed to
star I grew up with the radio on It was AM-FM all day long With hopes and dreams that I would be Singin' my songs on MTV I liked Guns ?n Roses, Johnny Cash
are the ones I wear on my back, and this lighter I keep in my shoe. That's why I'm restin' my bones. I'm restin' my bones for the times I fell, fell
homie I stay late tonight right you know what happen when I stay late, heh yea boy wonder I swear its like this every single time Toronto I got you I got
I see you homie I stay late tonight right? You know what happen when I stay late, heh Yea Boi-1da I swear it's like this every single time Toronto I got you I got
to your brain ( jack johnson ) what about those shoes your in today, they will be no good, on the bridges you've walked along the way all that money that you got
Rhyme author, orchestrate mind torture Live performer, bid the mic sayanora Borderline to insane, I rain firewater Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order I got
em, back to class And kick hot shit, so we can stack the Johnny Cash I brought the God, Rakim, lyrically gunning you wanna dash? I got Dub C, from South
the glass was cracked. Then the world came down with a big ol' crash. Now I'm singing 'bout the lord like Johnny Cash. Got a song to sing - Got a tale
game Early 70's, the block [unverified] had a name Grey haired Mr Johnny is a pimp thing I ain't the one, piss me off and I'm a get the gun Clear this
on glass, send em, back to class And kick hot shit, so we can stack the Johnny Cash I brought the God, Rakim, lyrically gunning you wanna dash? I got
Pos: Johnny fever, I won't catch I'm mr. shockin' body rockin' finger pop I never stop That means I run it to the break 'cause I'm a sugar blizzard I'