Shoe Horn (feat. Chim Beatz)

I'm feeling like Malcolm at the Audubon Fighting Shaytan writing wrongs during Ramadan Them gay jeans, fucking with your auto-immune Autobots Star screaming on autotune A lot of bafoons don't over tand what the hustle is They just see the glamour and the customers They dont know about dealing with negativity And treating everyone you meet like your greatest enemy Al-Medina Amir said deal or no deal you cannot stop him And ahk, I hear you and I hate it when them wack niggas gossip But I don't throw rocks at the throne Cause I be slapping niggas off it Changed the logo on my fitted but my residence remains The muslim with an attitude jacking all your panes Bury you with your pride and I'll let you keep your chain The city can hold your funeral if you ever say my name Motha fucka And I aint even speaking your name Just keep my name out of your mouth And we can keep it the same If the shoe fits wear it You kids staring Trying to get a rise out of me You can't bare it And I aint even speaking your name Just keep my name out of your mouth And we can keep it the same If the shoe fits wear it You kids staring Trying to get a rise out of me You can't bare it