Thursday, February 17, 2011

10 Kix commandmentssssss......


(Chuck D) One two three four five six seven eight nine

Uhh, it's the ten kicks commandments
What, uhh, uhh
Nigga can't tell me nothin bout these v's, uh-huh
Can't tell me nothin bout these 4's , these 3's
To my sneaker niggaz
Niggaz on line I ain't forget you niggaz
My patent's clean niggaz, word up

(Chuck D) One two three four five six seven eight nine
TEN

Been copping these j's for years, shoe box stack critical
It's rules to this shit, I wrote ya'll a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
your kick game tight, keep them sidewall's white
Rule numero uno: never let no one know
how much, and where you cop, cause you know
That fresh and clean only breeds jealousy
if his kicks fucked up, get your ass stuck up
Number two: never let em know your next move
Don't you know these kids bite-- mad corny and phony
Take it from your homie (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they kicks and fits
Number three: never trust no-bo-dy
Online kicks fake ass fuck, properly gassed up
real box to mask up, shit, for that fast buck
toss em in the bushes so your boys can't just crack up
Number four: know you heard this before
if you ain't on time, you're at the back of the line
Number five: never show no one where your kicks at
I don't care if they want to see, tell em flea
Number six: that god damn credit, dead it
You think a sneakerhead payin you back, shit forget it
Seven: this rule is so underrated
Keep your retros and your og's completely seperated
old and the new won't do like horny chicks and gay dudes
Find yourself mixed up, confused
Number eight: never cop them candy pack 2's
Them cats that rock those cop mad fusion's too
Number nine shoulda been number one to me
If you gettin some exclusives then you better cop 3 (uh-huh)
If niggaz see a picture they ain't tryin listen
but they'll be online searching, once they seen them shits in person
Number ten: a strong word called consignment
Strictly for flight club, not these lil cyber scrubs
If you ain't got the clientele say hell no
cause all you're selling is the laser 4's, spizie's, and oreo's
Follow these rules you'll have mad shoes to stack up
Straight up, everything fresh, and a back up
your soles hit the concrete, watch they heads shake up
everybody point and ask, when you pass
Your girl fucked my man Jake up, heard in three weeks
she switched his whole type of style up
Heard she suck a good dick, he bape all starrt up
Gotta go gotta go, more mikes to snatch up, word up, uhh

Kicks king, Al Mighty
Uhh

(Chuck D) One two three four five six seven eight nine
Ten

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