Sneakers
What lives in you
Lives in me
Has always been
Will always be
Yeah were free
Like the breeze
Um they couldn't fuck with Patrice
Yo the world is rotten
From top to bottom
The devil comes down
Yeah frequently to go soul shopping
What we know
We have forgotten
It takes a second to kill
What it took a generation to build
Well this will rise
And this won't drop
And this will move
And this won't stop
'cause this is real
And this is true
And this is me
And this is you
Look at my sneakers to judge me
I'll leave them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggaz too foxy
But they could never touch me
Look at my sneakers to judge me
I'll leave them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na nana na na naaaa
The military didn't want me
They said I couldn't deal
With authority
They guy took a look
Said I was a crook
Looked at my face
Looked at my waist
Looked at my shoes
Looked at my hat
Said that boy means trouble
That boy is bad
They kicked me out of the boarding school
Cos be burned up my room
The fire we mi a burn so big
It did a kill dem wid the fumes!
When me at the club me they see me in VIP
Anywhere I go I need to bring my I.D
For my own gigs their messing with me
Just the other day I had a fight with my own security!
When I'm on the train
They check up on me
When I'm on the plane
They check up on me
When I'm at the border
They dig up my laundry
They say I've got that look
Like I'm from the middle east
Look at my sneakers to judge me
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never get dodgy
Look at his sneakers to judge him
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na nana na na naaaa
They see that bling
But I do my thing
But the sound wing'
Cos their shit sounds so thin
Now there in but trends change
Like the wind when
I step up then judgment begins
I want to hear my echo from up town down to the ghetto
From Adis Ababa straight down to Soweto
Me say echoe (echoe echoe)
They say my lyric dem too dark so let me say them in falsetto
Me say who are you to tell me what to do
Coming out of the blue with your tie and your shoe
Me say who tell me tell me who the fuck are you
Instead of looking at my eyes you be looking at my shoes
Look at my sneakers to judge me
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na nana na na naaaa
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na na naaa
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na naaaaaa
(Look at his sneakers to judge him
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me)
(Look at his sneakers to judge him
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me)
Lives in me
Has always been
Will always be
Yeah were free
Like the breeze
Um they couldn't fuck with Patrice
Yo the world is rotten
From top to bottom
The devil comes down
Yeah frequently to go soul shopping
What we know
We have forgotten
It takes a second to kill
What it took a generation to build
Well this will rise
And this won't drop
And this will move
And this won't stop
'cause this is real
And this is true
And this is me
And this is you
Look at my sneakers to judge me
I'll leave them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggaz too foxy
But they could never touch me
Look at my sneakers to judge me
I'll leave them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na nana na na naaaa
The military didn't want me
They said I couldn't deal
With authority
They guy took a look
Said I was a crook
Looked at my face
Looked at my waist
Looked at my shoes
Looked at my hat
Said that boy means trouble
That boy is bad
They kicked me out of the boarding school
Cos be burned up my room
The fire we mi a burn so big
It did a kill dem wid the fumes!
When me at the club me they see me in VIP
Anywhere I go I need to bring my I.D
For my own gigs their messing with me
Just the other day I had a fight with my own security!
When I'm on the train
They check up on me
When I'm on the plane
They check up on me
When I'm at the border
They dig up my laundry
They say I've got that look
Like I'm from the middle east
Look at my sneakers to judge me
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never get dodgy
Look at his sneakers to judge him
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na nana na na naaaa
They see that bling
But I do my thing
But the sound wing'
Cos their shit sounds so thin
Now there in but trends change
Like the wind when
I step up then judgment begins
I want to hear my echo from up town down to the ghetto
From Adis Ababa straight down to Soweto
Me say echoe (echoe echoe)
They say my lyric dem too dark so let me say them in falsetto
Me say who are you to tell me what to do
Coming out of the blue with your tie and your shoe
Me say who tell me tell me who the fuck are you
Instead of looking at my eyes you be looking at my shoes
Look at my sneakers to judge me
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na nana na na naaaa
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na na naaa
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na na
Na na na nana na na naaaaaa
(Look at his sneakers to judge him
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me)
(Look at his sneakers to judge him
He leaves them speechless and dodgy
They say that niggas too foxy
But they could never touch me)
Credits
Writer(s): Patrice Bart-williams, Kirk Mcdowell, Granville Thomas
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