Lord Randolph - #100poj

Hahaaaa

Hehe

Dog, real shit

But, at the end, I don't, I don't think there's gonna be a chorus
I want it to punch

I want it to stop, on AUTONOMY... because I want people to be like
"What is that, what is he even taking about?"

Now you have to go look up a word, to understand the concept...
When you understand the concept, then you'll know; "wow
I gotta listen to this song again!"

Uhhehe

Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their moms
Hunned pair a Jordans but no ride to travel home
Hopping ona bus ina dutty winter storm
Wearing Jordan #3's
Oh Lord where have we gone wrong?!
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans, hey
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans, yea
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans, yaee
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans,
What for?

Cats got pairs of Jordans that Mike don't even rock!
Cats got pairs of Jordans that might don't even spark the ground
The box on high, no coming down
Cats got hundred Jordans like Jordan Brand holds them down
But they paid every dollar, nickle, cent and covered taxes
Got every single Jordan, don't phuck with Air Max's
They can't even jump, but the way they doing back flips
When they heard the new release was coming out from under mattress
Lining up for days outside the address
These the same niggas don't give their kids an assist
Who never come around, but try and blame the chick for access
His whole team need'ta sleep where guillotine axes drop
Talmbout he ballin on the block
With no post moves, head fakes or hook shots
Stop! Put your money into better places
Than overpriced crepes with fancy laces

Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their moms
Hunned pair a Jordans but no ride to travel home
Hopping ona bus ina dutty winter storm
Wearing Jordan #3's
Oh Lord where have we gone wrong?!
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans, hey
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans, yaee
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans,
What for?

White on white Jordans, with a basic white T
3 dollars on the shirt, 3 hunna on the feet
Prolly spent a thousand on a gaudy Jesus peice
But, he ain't on the cross no more, be at ease
They got us all looking, they got us all cookin
They got us all lying, jiiving and shucking
They got all of us Lions trying to be chickens
Silly little birds, with not enough nerve to fly
Tell me why? Can you tell me why
You'd wanna be like what you see presented to your eye
When you know it's TV and most TV is a lie
What you need all them Jordans for my guy?
You don't own your home yet, you don't own a car
A hundred pairs of worn Jordan's won't get you far
And even if they're clean as phuck, never been worn
What, you think you're gonna get a million for'em

Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their moms
Hunned pair a Jordans but no ride to travel home
Hopping ona bus ina dutty winter storm
Wearing Jordan #3's
Oh Lord where have we gone wrong?!

He got a hunned pairs of Jordans, hey
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans, yaee
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans
He got a hunned pairs of Jordans
What for?

100 pairs of Jordans, but you got no stock in Nike
Niggas feel they scoring, but they be losing at life
Instead of them supporting up and coming brothers like
We really supposed to do, we throwing money at Mike
Michael been rich and Nike been richer
Lemme break it down since you don't get the big picture
Stephon came out, tryna relieve worry
Bout the prices of kicks & made the Starbury
15 bucks and still the same quality
So for a 100 bucks, you'd get a team's quantity
But the weirdest thing occurred as an oddity
They didn't cost enough; we been used to the robbery
How lost are we? That buying old shoes constantly
Makes us feel somehow that we've won the lottery
The most buying power in the whole economy
But we don't purchase with autonomy
Damn

Written by:
Randolph Clark

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