Mark Battles - My Shoes lyrics

rate me

(ft. Curren$y)

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!

Chorus:

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

Chorus:

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!