[Verse 1:]
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Yeah, I walk through hell in my Adidas bitch
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Inhaling reefer and picking the scabs that life will leave you with
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Eastside till my soul decide to leave this bitch
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Got snake skin on my shell toes
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These kicks will probably make PETA sick
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I zone out to the 808
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In the old school I let the speakers hit
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My Jeremy Scott's got wings on them
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I can levitate in these sneakers bitch
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This color scheme is so fresh and clean
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Pussy nigga you ain't got these
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Got the Michael Jackson with the straps on 'em
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I can moonwalk Billie Jean (hee)
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Sip promethazine in a limousine
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Top ten's they winter green
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I'll stomp a hater in 3 stripes
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And get blood stains on my denim jeans
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Lace them up and then scrap in them
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Dope boys they trap in them
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Jam Master Jay he scratched in them
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Run DMC rapped in them (Run!)
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B-Boys they pop locked
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Tear subways in the South Bronx
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Made Hip-Hop in these sneakers
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Running through project halls when the cops come
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Ghetto kids with dreams
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Trying to live life and don't know the outcome
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It's history in these sneakers bitch
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I had to shout them out on the album
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Cause they
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[Hook]
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Dope boy fresh
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Open casket clean
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Rick James faded
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Smoking gasoline
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Eastside till I die
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3 stripes on my sneakers
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Bitch I'm in my zone
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Flexing hard on these hoes
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In my Adidas
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[Verse 2:]
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Rest in peace to the MCA's
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A-d-i-d-a-s
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I'm so fresh to death, throw me in the crematory
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I was on the shit so prematurely
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As an adolescent, pubescent teen
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Outfit was on guillotine
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And my shoe game was open casket clean
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I'm a sneaker addict and I need a fix
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Polo with these Stan Smiths
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West Memphis shit with these high tops
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Paid a grip for these damn kicks
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It's art on my feet bitch
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Like Warhol on a canvas
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My girl say I need help
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I got a sick fetish for this brand bitch
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My homeboy went to jail in them
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Next day he made bail in them
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Got a pair of 'das so damn cold
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With the leopard print and the tail in them
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Get pissed off when I scuff them up
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I toss them out when I fuck them up
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Get a fresh pair the next day
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With 4 straps they buckle up
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This the brand that I represent
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Put that on a testament
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This Eastside these 3 stripes
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I step out so elegant
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Made Hip-Hop in these sneakers
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For that I pledge my allegiance
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It's me against the world
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Middle finger to my foes in my Adidas
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My Adidas
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Jarren Benton |