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These Boots Don't Run
[Walt Lamb:] The
shackle on the
wall's not a
decoration The
sign on the
fence ain't just for fun This look on my face ain't discrimination Cause any one of ya'll can come get some Nothin comes easy but trouble round here I've seen my fair share where I
come from Born and raised in my outlaw ways So it's safe to say these boots don't run [Jesse Howard:] We leave em all in the
smoke clouds Watch em fall, we live and die by the
gun And we ride through these small towns Standing tall cause these boots don't run [Nu Breed:] I
was raised up to never run from sun up to sun down When trouble come the
fake dip Like fake friends they don't stick around I've been kicked around, left here to die At the
bottom still trying to touch the
sky Still trying to rise, never losing faith I
know I've did wrong and I've made mistakes It was bad luck, can't catch a
break But I
never gave up for heavens sake Still stay strong through the
heartache The
hard times and the
heart breaks I
still smile when I
get a
chance But it's not as often as I
would like See the
tables turn when they think you win But think again cause I'm lost inside Still got my pride can't deny that And true love you can't buy that You about to guide me down on my last leg But until the
grave I'm a
fight back Cause everybody think it's a
game for real Never felt the
pain that came from the
field Talking real life shit that you got to feel You gotta live this shit, it'll give you chills Talking memories that'll haunt your life Misery and you don't want your life So many folks that never taught you right Had to learn the
hard way and pay the
price But looking back there ain't no regrets I
sit back and smoke and never over stress I
don't worry about what they're talking bout Cause I
know my time ain't over yet [Walt Lamb:] The
shackle on the
wall's not a
decoration The
sign on the
fence ain't just for fun This look on my face ain't discrimination Cause any one of ya'll can come get some Nothin comes easy but trouble round here I've seen my fair share where I
come from Born and raised in my outlaw ways So it's safe to say these boots don't run [Jesse Howard:] We leave em all in the
smoke clouds Watch em fall, we live and die by the
gun And we ride through these small towns Standing tall cause these boots don't run [Nu Breed:] At an early age I
learned so much I
felt the
pain and my heart was crushed I
learned the
difference of love and lust Ash to ash and dust to dust It was bad luck, made some bad decisions Young and tough trying to buck the
system Buck wild and hard headed Made a
hard time trying to make a
living Just a
young man full of intuition Trying to chase a
dream through hail storms So much dead weight I
got all around Trying to keep em safe, then what the
hail for? These fake friends only take you closer To a
dead end then it's game over You get a
cold shoulder when you need some help You better learn quick You gotta help yourself Cause ain't nobody ever gonna love you like you should unless you love yourself You better get it understood I
was good when I
learned that Love, gotta earn that I
lost a
lot of time that I
can never ever turn back And everything you dish out is coming right back Cause Karma's real and gonna get a
last laugh When you think it's good you're gonna feel the
wrath You better pray to God that you was built to last Sip your glass to your damn self Be proud as hell of who you came to be You better recognize that you're the
only one you can truly trust that'll set you free Cause looking back there ain't no regrets I
sit back and smoke and never over stress I
don't worry about what they're talking bout Cause I
know my time ain't over yet [Walt Lamb:] The
shackle on the
wall's not a
decoration The
sign on the
fence ain't just for fun This look on my face ain't discrimination Cause any one of ya'll can come get some Nothin comes easy but trouble round here I've seen my fair share where I
come from Born and raised in my outlaw ways So it's safe to say these boots don't run [Jesse Howard:] We leave em all in the
smoke clouds Watch em fall, we live and die by the
gun And we ride through these small towns Standing tall cause these boots don't run
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