Nikes On My Feet

[Hook: Nas] (x2)

And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete

Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nikes

And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete

Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike nike nike nikes

[Verse 1: Rowlan]

Yeah

I said lace em up, lace em up, lace em up, lace em

I turn Nikes on my feet into Freddy versus Jason

A murdering on cinema displays, fazed by days

That someone saved and engraved in they brain

And partly trained to rave

Then mentally drain when it came

To writing these movies and releasing all of they pain

Call it movies in my head

And you should be glad that I do it too

Cause most story tellers are dead

So I'mma prove it if I gotta spar with Rocky

But the last guy I sparred with had me screaming who can stop me

And honestly, it's not cocky it's honesty

Mixed with property, I've acquired through killing modesty

A modest man usually get it first, and I'm quick to burst

And serve a bitch who's full of thirst

They tell me bitch and faggit shouldn't be said

But I'mma scream every word I want until they announce me dead

I see a twisted cop, and ask him how he figga'

He can stop how I talk even if I'm yelling huh huh

I could say some words and leave you mad

But another Eminem man, y'all could never deal with that

[Hook: Nas] (x2)

And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete

Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nikes

And the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete

Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike Nike nike nike nikes

[Verse 2: Rowlan]

Yeah

See I'm the type of dude with issues to pretend your shitzu knows jujitsu

Call it a fair fight then hand you the tissues

Damn I wish you, would say something smart

So I could kill you with some knowledge

Hang you up and play some darts

With Homer, Maggie, and Bart, and maybe Lisa

Pick pocket your ass then head to Moe's with your Visa

Get some pizza, maybe a few brews then

Search for your girl with the dude from Blue's Clue's

Enough with the bullshit get off the cartoons

Man I hate fake shit, that's why I never liked your crew

Man this word play is much too easy

You may call that chick wifey, but we call that hoe sleezy

Get Terio, let em' know that I killed em'

They used to call me Twinkie cause them bitches man I filled them

Give me words and a world

And my dick and some girls

And some sights just to see

And a life I can be all I wanna be in

Maybe maybe maybe see all I wanna see in

Maybe maybe set of 20's and a fucking Beamer

Then maybe just a hook from a Justin Bieber, Justin Bieber