What It's Like by Everlast
We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your changeThe hair on his face is dirty, dreadlocked and full of mangeHe ask the man for what he could spare with shame in his eyesGet a job you fuckin' slob's all he replied
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the bluesThen you really might know what it's likeMary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in loveHe said don't worry about a thing baby doll I'm the man you've been dreamin' ofBut three months later he said he won't date her or return her callAnd she sweared god damn if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his ballsAnd then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the doorsThey call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whoreGod forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to chooseThen you really might know what it's likeI've seen a rich man begI've seen a good man sinI've seen a tough man cryI've seen a loser winAnd a sad man grinI heard an honest man lieI've seen the good side of badAnd the down side of upAnd everything betweenI licked the silver spoonDrank from the golden cupSmoked the finest greenI stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of timesBefore I broke their heartYou know where it endsYo, it usually depends on where you startI knew this kid named MaxHe used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugsHe liked to hang out late at nightLiked to get shit facedAnd keep pace with thugsUntil late one night there was a big gun fightMax lost his headHe pulled out his chrome .45Talked some shitAnd wound up deadNow his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his painYou know it crumbles that wayAt least that's what they say when you play the gameGod forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to loseThen you really might know what it's like To have to lose...
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the bluesThen you really might know what it's likeMary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in loveHe said don't worry about a thing baby doll I'm the man you've been dreamin' ofBut three months later he said he won't date her or return her callAnd she sweared god damn if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his ballsAnd then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the doorsThey call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whoreGod forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to chooseThen you really might know what it's likeI've seen a rich man begI've seen a good man sinI've seen a tough man cryI've seen a loser winAnd a sad man grinI heard an honest man lieI've seen the good side of badAnd the down side of upAnd everything betweenI licked the silver spoonDrank from the golden cupSmoked the finest greenI stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of timesBefore I broke their heartYou know where it endsYo, it usually depends on where you startI knew this kid named MaxHe used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugsHe liked to hang out late at nightLiked to get shit facedAnd keep pace with thugsUntil late one night there was a big gun fightMax lost his headHe pulled out his chrome .45Talked some shitAnd wound up deadNow his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his painYou know it crumbles that wayAt least that's what they say when you play the gameGod forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to loseThen you really might know what it's like To have to lose...
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