Ransom - His Shoes lyrics

Hahaha, nuttin', nah that's not what it is
Nah, nahhh, that’s not what it is
That, what? No no, nah nah
The thing about it was this fucking
George is sure he wants me to
Go to his fucking party pardon me?
And it’s like, you know George gets all
Fucking shitfaced and shit
Pardon me man, you got some change?
Yeah so, hold on hold on Carol, hold on Carol
Hey brother, you wouldn't happen
To have some change, would you?
Let me check for you lil' buddy
Anything, anything can help brother
Anything can help brother here, see
Thanks brother, thanks brother
Here you go buddy
Thank you man, thank you man
No problem, no problem
Much appreciated brother
Much appreciated brother
Oh yea, not a problem, any time
God bless, God bless brother, God bless
Hey brother hey, what’s going on?
Let me ask you a question
Go ahead, alright, shoot!
I don’t mean to be disrespectful
In any way but umm
Nah nah, go ahead, go ahead
How’d you end up like this? Like what?
How’d you end up living on the streets?

I was known as an honest man
18 with a college plan
Never thought that I’d be searching for
Food in this garbage can
They see that I’m starving man
And no one I can call daddy
Never thought it would equal out
To this dark alley
People thinking it’s my fault
Like I did this to myself
Why the fuck should I cry for?
I hope that I die dog
It probably be an overdose
Flashbacks of my wife and where
She would hold me close
Damn that woman was good to me
I might end up catching this holy ghost
Cursed the first little motherfucker
That saw me cope i gotta get off these drugs
Man it’s my only hope
See this ripped up jacket, this my only coat
And it’s winter time
Can’t see the finish time
I gotta dig in the garbage
Can when it’s dinner time
Fuck the president
White house and the pentagon
I lost my job, I lost my wife, I lost my kids
I lost my car, I lost my crib
So how the fuck they think that
This nigga supposed to live?
How the fuck you think I’m gon'
Put some food in my ribs?
Crime motherfucker, I’m living on the streets
I do the time motherfucker
Hope I die motherfucker
This malice in my heart, that cardboard box
My little palace in the dark
I’m a savage in the park

I came from the coolest home
Allowance and student loans
The last time I looked for a
Job it was through the phone
Your story cut through the bone
So who’d of known that
This college student will
Be coked up when he’s too alone
It seems that a couple tears have
Turned to a couple beers
And turned to a line of coke
I struggle to find some hope
I’m snug in designer coats
While people in this world starve
I still question the innocence
In my girl’s heart
I never gave much thought to this
Kinda makes you think, who’s the unfortunate?
Grew up in an orphanage
But you still made it out
Tell me what’s the cause of this
Should I take the safest route?
How do I avoid being
Homeless on these streets?
Arrested sniffing coke
Walking lonely on the beach
All these phonies wanna leech
Talking 'bout my dad’s money
And if he dies in his will
What would he have for me?
I’m just a crash dummy
Life is like a bad collision
One day it’s mad sunny
Then you find your ass in prison
The more I think about it, we the same
You and me
The only difference is, I got opportunities