Ransom - His Shoes Lyrics
[Intro:]Nah, nah nah, that's not what it isThat, what? No no, nah nahThe thing about it was this *****inGeorge is sure he wants me to go to his *****in partyPardon me?And it's like, you know George gets all *****in shitfaced and shitPardon me man, you got some change?Yeah so, hold on hold on Carol, hold on CarolHey brother, you wouldn't happen to have some change, would you?Let me check for you lil buddyAnything, anything can help brotherAnything can help brotherHere, seeThanks brother, thanks brotherHere you go buddyThank you man, thank you manNo problem, no problemMuch appreciated brother, much appreciated brotherOh yea, not a problem, any timeGod bless, God bless brother, God blessHey brotherHey, what's going on?Let me aks you a questionGo ahead, alright, shoot!I don't mean to be disrespectful in any way but ummNah nah, go ahead, go aheadHow'd you end up like this?Like what?How'd you end up livin on the streets?[Verse 1:]I was known as an honest man18 with a college planNever thought that I'd be searching for food in this garbage canThey see that I'm starving manAnd no one I can call daddyNever thought it would equal out to this dark alleyPeople thinking it's my faultLike I did this to myselfWhy the ***** should I cry for?I hope that I die a dogIt'd prolly be an overdoseFlashback saw my wifey when she would hold me closeDamn that woman was good to meI might end up catching the holy ghostCursed the first little mother*****er that saw me copeI gotta get off these dugs man it's my only hopeSee this ripped up jacket, this my only coatAnd it's winter time, can't see the finish timeI gotta dig in the garbage can when it's dinner time***** the president, white house and the pentagonI lost my job, I lost my wife, I lost my kidsI lost my car, I lost my cribSo how the ***** they think that this nigga supposed to live?How the ***** you think I'm gonn put some food in my ribs?Cry mother*****er, I'm living on the streetsI do the time mother*****er, hope I die mother*****erIt's malice in my heart, that cardboard boxMy little palace in the darkI'm a savage in the park[Verse 2:]I came from the coolest home, allowance and student loansThe last time I looked for a job it was through the phoneYour story cut through the boneSo who'd known that this college student will be coked up when he's too aloneIt seems that a couple tears have turned to a couple bandsAnd turned to a line of coke, I struggle to find some hopeI'm snugging designer coatsWhile people in this world starveI still question the innocence in my girl's heartI never gave much thought to thisKinda makes you think, who's the unfortunateGrew up in an orphanage, but you still made it outTell me what's the cause to thisShould I take the safest route?How do I avoid being homeless on these streets?Arrested sniffing coke, walking lonely on the beachAll these phonies wanna leechTalking bout my dad's moneyAnd if he dies in his will, what would he have for me?I'm just a crash dummy, life is like a bad collisionOne day it's mad sunny, then you find your ass in prisonThe more I think about it, we the sameYou and meThe only difference is, I got opportunities.
