My new shoes Walked for miles danced around had their own style Had a tale Had a story Had a moment morning glory Rain was pouring fire roared Thunder shouted lightenings chords and My new shoes They stood through it Though thew knew it would break through it Tie em up strap em up Head up high Open the door head outside Don't be afraid that there's tears in your eyes the pain will subside just like you described you're lucky enough to have two friends below keeping you grounded while you're missing shows left by a fluke that door has closed you're broke you're sad your soul smells the road Characters been exposed the house, the gig, the girl soon betrothed the comfort you thought was real life real life the journey that walks 'way from real strife Real life the path you feel down below you two leather souls smile up just to show you. My new shoes Walked for miles danced around had their own style Had a tale Had a story Had a moment morning glory Rain was pouring fire roared Thunder shouted lightenings chords and My new shoes They stood through it Though thew knew it would break through it

I sit and witness 
is this you Is it me And as the rain falls wet walls crumble crumble My Lord Has it ended Given that time was suspended Given what space apprehended Given the way that I feel It seems we’re stuck here in a wheel And the wheel keeps moving forward But we keep feeling cornered And its toruture Drawn and quartered Boarders without Board Bored with Monotony He She can't describe us Cause we both say 
Its not me Lots free But its crowded
Clouded with their baggage They keep moving on Their spots filled with our new song I sit and witness 
is this you Is it me And as the rain falls wet walls crumble crumble Ive been so blinded by your greatness blinded by your magic wrapped in all your fabric trying to find a way to say this I think I got it Let me fly up in your spaceship Let me bring some balance to your basement Couldnt even hide it if we tried it All our stars collided brief history, a time coincided you and I united Virtue is true patience I played it cool til it was hot You got me all excited And now you're my standing rock wasnt life without your water reluctant and relentless I made it through your matrix Stop You gotta witness to your fitness but most of all existence Im faded off your fragrance finding risk in your resistance confided in my cadence closer in the distance you need to cut it call this what this is what a year to ride in love with you in every instance I sit and witness 
is this you Is it me And as the rain falls wet walls crumble crumble Grits and gravy Lifes not perfect baby But at least the pain is wavering I get it I lied Im a piece of scum But Im trying Im tired But I wrote this Feel Helpless Feel Hopeless Feel like growing Greatness If its its over Save this Behave its the Best Shot Caught what the test wrought Fought missed the best part Start back at the fresh start My God what a blessed carp Part in time or emotions The new life following motions My devotions going no where Ive written how much I care And I stare cause its too fair I sit and witness 
is this you Is it me And as the rain falls wet walls crumble crumble

Good on ya, Finally on the flipped side of the Pancake Land makes man shake Flipped side caused by earthquake Baked and Beholden Older, but not Olden Growing but not Golden And Im loving and emboldened Choosing from the other side And Otherwise its fine I stand upon the seashore While others watch the signs Im destroying time Got a weapon for the crime Im not caught up on cotton But does brother got a dime I got a lime for the gin Paper for the poetry Leslie for the Rotary The Film has got the glow you see the notary has noticed lotus We’re part of the coatarie The show for me if covertly if mala beads or rosary the same thing dont change change is of the essence Your presence sets the scene my presence sends a message Im taking from the past While you celebrate the future We make the present last cause our presence is the suture I got the new title track titles whack but I kinda dig the flow blow from the tenor sax Back of other black Stacks and brand new slacks Crap from kids But I admit, I love the caps from crib I fight for the win cant win, get the press blessed by the man who got his shit from the best Set another scene Finta smoke some green Meet in outer space Where we lace a brand new placement Wasted on the Brand sounds Got another day to get the band of hounds Yo Dawgs Lets lounge around When ever we kick it then the beats abound While I clown at ya kid, See your mess, see you bluff Well I would too if my shit was your stuff I would too If I fell from the stupid tree Stupid me, Stupidly Let my mouth run head of me

I am ever seeking out my visage But what the use of staring in the mirror When you've never found your face This is not a case of false identity I beg you please, find me Scene from the back of the room theres a boy dressed in white and he shout out GO Flash Theres a girl dressed in red as they serve her the sentence she shouts out NO For those hipster kids and trendy kids I guess we never made it mom and dad they got us hooked so they could go get wasted plastered pale and pasted to the back of the room dont know what else to do I guess ill just give up real soon Loons call, spoons fall, the room fades to black But the stranger came with knowledge and with wisdom attacks Loons Call, Spoons Fall, twos better than one and Im done with solo flights so now its time to have fun Son theres no more time for twitching no more bitching lets run and Watkins to the bar for my boys with the puns Haha foolish man who are you fool I thought to knock you off the block but then Im old school you need to take another look at where I been Maybe Im stronger Maybe Im wiser Maybe Im faster Maybe its slim and oho silly kid bitch this is mafia this shit gets crazier than so I gotta talk to ya you need to shut up, sit yo butt up , lets begin A lesson from ol C slim I am ever seeking out my visage But what the use of staring in the mirror When you've never found your face This is not a case of false identity I beg you please, find me Gold Gold Cotton Cotton feel like king but its rotten forgotten what it means to be a man Forgotten whats the plan If the industries the liar and you might be its puppet at least your dressed in gold threaded cotton take caution Gold hits the floor when he spits The greedy could control him but their sick Quick to advise, but quicker to forget The best of the best At least better than the rest Those festival eyes The substance controls stress Crescent moon in a bag Seems that the feelings left Im staring in dead eyes Bereft of what was left of the life that he was searching for Sad and mostly deaf Blind to whats unwanted Haunted by the past the cash wont last forever the snow covers the grass Your face never looked better said the liar to the mask and this will all blow over said the powder to the casket