BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Training day
- Pathetic, slave to merchandise
- When I was younger all I ate was milk and minute rice
- I bet you one day that I'll be living nice, but now I got a little dough
- I've been spending on things that're just for flash and show
- These were three bills man, I just thought that you should know
- New to balancing priorities
- Hiking up my cuffs, comment on my Nikes please
- Just copped some new AJs, OG, colorway red and black
- We were bred get money just to give it back
- Someone's got to catch the slack, could be me someday
- But I'm blinded by the branding and the hype so I can sometimes stray
- Walking 'round these beasts with all their cash on full display
- Anchors on our feet sinkin' us down to the bottom of the bay
- Better get my trainers on, it's coming up, my training day
- Training day, my training day
- Anchors on my feet today
- My last stripes I swear
- My heart heavy as these shoes I wear
- They even put wings on here
- My last stripes I swear
- My heart heavy as these shoes I wear
- They even put wings on here
- Wings of an angel guarding me on my two feet
- But who's out protecting that kid starving in the street
- Forced to waste his life, to live it instead, working all the damn time
- Just to get a little fed, for what
- A couple cents a day, while we spend a bunch of hay
- On superficial shit that may or may not matter today
- Like shoes that swoosh and shirts with teams
- Can't even go out without some One's that's clean
- What ever happened to the American dream?
- We value hard work but have ethnicinities stitching up our seams!
- So excited to shop, damn this top is so hot
- Making me sweat while little Lee's in that sweatshop! Damn.
- What're we doing?
- He just wants to get away from ruin
- And support his family, I think its time that we
- Look at the entire situation as a whole
- Both me and little Lee are giving up our souls
- He wishes one day that he could wear the shoes he made
- While I'm here hoping that this color won't ever fade
- Do I even realize the shit that I say?
- How could I ever think that this shit was okay?
- I need to flush my vanity try to regain my sanity
- Cause it's going down the drain, I wear these shoes in vain
- Are we celebrating pain? That's a check
- And that's a wreck, let us take a sec
- And mourn the fact that we get torn apart each take
- We the new slaves all this shit is fake
- But while I'm talking slaves and all about what's coming next
- Give it some time, I'll still be writing Nike checks
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