Walk In My Shoes

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bukshot] I've been on the bad side, I done saw some fuck shit So foul, I don't understand, no thought or function Bullet holes with brains blown out, no Hollywood Someone let the cheese out, rats came, they got it good Killers in the murder bucket lookin' for the enemy Might have seen 'em, might have not (huh), just don't mention me Duffel bags in the trunk full of bricks, loaded pumps Black mask, no skin show, I'm 'bout to show these punks Presidents all dead, suitcase, cubed out If it shows up lighter than it's supposed to, they gon' shoot out Block shit, you don't want to be therе when the rivals come Unlеss you got the balls and what it takes and bring some bigger guns [Chorus: Bukshot] Walk in my shoes if you think you can walk it out The block got rules that I think we should talk about Come with me, walk through Hell, what will be, time will tell On the street, know it well, fear the heat, rivals fell [Post-Chorus: Bukshot] Walk in my shoes, I got a tale to tell Whether I win or I lose, 'bout to give 'em hell Walk in my shoes (Walk in my shoes) Walk in my shoes if you think you can walk it out [Verse 2: Bukshot] Countless nights up in the county, did a fed prison bid Spent a bunch of nights up in the hole, ain't no way to live Spilt my share of blood, many nights, empty clips How the fuck I never got caught so beyond this Cargo van full of shooters, bet who's gonna hit 'em first Went to bed hungry many nights, I wish I snatched a purse Scumbag! Rollin' aces high, plannin' drive-bys Execute the witness 'fore the court date, then I might lie Hand on The Bible, where's my lawyer? Double-cross the judge Me and Big Shaun, we fooled 'em all, patience never budge Ain't no flexin', here to show you where I came from You might walk the path without my shoes, we ain't the same ones [Chorus: Bukshot] Walk in my shoes if you think you can walk it out The block got rules that I think we should talk about Come with me, walk through Hell, what will be, time will tell On the street, know it well, fear the heat, rivals fell [Post-Chorus: Bukshot] Walk in my shoes, I got a tale to tell Whether I win or I lose, 'bout to give 'em hell Walk in my shoes (Walk in my shoes) Walk in my shoes if you think you can walk it out