no matter what you do
no matter what you say
i cant see myself like somebody that dont skip skip this way
i keep my kakies creased
and my chucks laced up
lets take a toast to the struggle so niggas raise yours cups
Aint no motherfucker breathin on this earth like i do
come walk in my shoes and sit threw shit that i done been threw
closed caskets, victums of the block
Cant figure out most of the next lyrics will come back and repost soon!
-matt cyr