Young Dopey - Walk In My Shoes lyrics

[Intro] This 6th Block Music So Real Cuz It Comes From Deep Down The Heart, Yea [Hook: Marka] Could You Walk In My Shoes? And Follow My Path Could You Do The Things I've Done? Could You Face What I Face? And Come Out On Top Could You Walk In My.. And Could You Go Where I'm From? See What I've Seen And Do What I Do, Could You? And At The End Of The Day Still Walk, Still Walk Could You Walk In My Shoes? [Verse 1] My Lifestyle, Boy It Was Buckwild Why'd You Ever Think I Wrote That Song Thug Child It Wasn't Easy Being Me A Young Teen Kicked Out Selling Crack To The Dope Fiends It Wasn't Cuz Mama Didn't Love Her First Son She Couldn't Deal With The Stress Of A Adolescent Thug Didn't Matter I Was Still Paid King Motel Fresh Whip Dropped Outta 6th Grade For Something Reason I Thought It Was Normal Now That I've Grown I See I Lived In A Warzone (West Side) Back In Forth With The Enemies Drinking Colt 45 With Lil Serio In The Pa**enger Seat Lied To Older b**hes Told Em I Was Legal Cuz This Lil Kid Had A Grown Man Stylo Had Top Notch p**y In The Hood Had White b**hes From The Suburbs Loving Inglewood With Good Times Came A Lot Of Pain Like When The Judge Charged Me As An Adult At A Young Age I Was A Teenager Facing Life, No Lies I Wasn't Ready To Deal With That Type Of Stress Didn't Have Time To Be Depressed Catching Fades Cuz I'm From The Most Hated Gang In Los Angeles In That Jail Cell All Alone Hearing Momma Shedding Tears For Me Through The Collect Phone [Hook] [Verse 2] Juvie Hall, Gladiator School He Disrespected So I Told Em, Meet Me In The Laundry Room Win Or Lose, I Did It For The Neighborhood For My Father Cuz He Didn't Raise No Punk Got A Present When I Turned 18 f** A Birthday Cake I'm Headed To The Penitentiary Lost My First True Love In The Process She Told Me To Change But Didn't Show No Progress Raised My Hand Putting Work For The Sur Working Out, Reading Books Up In Corcoran SHU, ugh Dear Leslie, I Really Wish You The Best I Know You Tried But I Was Just A Knucklehead I Heard You Married, And Got 2 Kids I Ain't Mad At You Girl You Really Was A True Friend My Consequences As A Young Hogg This Ain't No f**en Rap This My True Story Dog No Lie, I'm Trying To Live A Better Life Kinda Hard When You Living In This Gang Life Kinda Hard When Against All Odds Got Felonies, So Its Very Hard Just To Get A Job Now I Got It, Its Very Hard To Keep It Got A Phone Call That The Lil Homies Need Me Told Me The Rivals Wrote On The Walls Told Em Get The Burner And Get The f** In The Car [Hook] [Verse 3] I Seen Friends, Lowkey Hate Smile In Your Face Really f**ing Snakes, ugh I Heard Plenty b**hes Claimin' They Was In Love Till Your Own Homies Be The First To Give It Up I Dealt With The Police That Was Crooked And The Report Saying Nothing But Bullsh** In The Court Room Testifying On Me Telling Lies, They Didn't Care About My Family In The Level 4, Trippin' Over Politics Power Struggle So That Piece Of Metal Had To Sharpen It In The Hole Yelling Out The Routine Showing Other Races We Was Ready For Anything Led Armies In The Yard Through The Riots Stun Grenades, Bullets From The Tower Gun Flying Refuse Chow Time Due To The Hunger Strike I Didn't Eat For 20 Days, 20 Nights People Sayin', They Did It For La Raza In Reality You Haven't Done Anything All These Rappers With Their Lil Rappy Trends I Just Laugh, Look At It Like Some Cute sh** You Couldn't Even Walk A Half A Mile In My Shoes Couldn't Come Close Earning My Tattoos Living My Lifestyle, Boy You Would've Broke Most People In My Shoes Would've Of Lost Hope [Hook] [Outro] For Everybody Going Through The Struggle Feels Like Nobody Understand Just Lay Back Close Your Eyes And Know I Understand Now Press Rewind