Album: Lucky Day (2002)

Walking In My Shoes



Yo this one goes out to all my immigrants, you hear
Live up, don't give up
Wait a minute let me set the record straight
You need to listen for a moment or two.
Hear the accent, don't get it twisted
My momma didn't raise no fool.
Though you think that you got me figured out
When you really haven't got a clue.
So take a lesson from this island boy
This coconut may be smarter than you.
So i say

Don't judge me
You dont know me
Don't think I'm some small town phony
Got nothing, up on me
You ain't walking in my shoes
I'm just one out of many
Hailin from a third-world country
Got nothing, up on me
You ain't walking in my shoes
Learnt my lesson from my humble beginnings
And I wouldn't have it no other way.
Became a man in the street of Kingston where
Survival was the art of the day.
I choose the best as my main competition
And I'm always on top of my game.
So don't be blinded by my race or my gender
Coz we're realy all one in the same
So I say

Don't judge me
You dont know me
Don't think I'm some small town phony
Got nothing, up on me
You ain't walking in my shoes
I'm just one out of many
Hailin from a third world country
Got nothing, up on me
You ain't walking in my shoes
No I won't stop,
Gotta make it to the top.
Hell no i won't stop,
Aimin for the sweet spot.
Powers to the bald heads and the dread locks
Let me make it clear
No we won't flop.
Got a plan, got to make anyway I can
Putting in the work with my own two hands.
Better check it, respect it
I'm a man, i'm a West Indian

Don't judge me
You dont know me
Don't think I'm some small town phony
Got nothing, up on me
You ain't walking in my shoes
I'm just one out of many
Hailin from a third world country
Got nothing, up on me
You ain't walking in my shoes