Those Chicago kids danced till' they were teary eyed in them **** crepe-soled shoes
He said to me, "Mamma I walked my little crepe-soled shoes into the heart of the South and said 'Hello World!'"
And God be ****** if he wasn't wearing crepe-soled shoes when we beat the man out of that ****** trash
His body lay there
lacerated and bruised like goin' ten rounds with Rocky Marciano. His face was like a sack of potatoes with holes in it. On his feet were spats, no, crepe-soled shoes.
Did you hear the news?
Black boy's struttin' his stuff in his new soul-shoes
As we lit his things on fire that ***** bastard's crepe-soled shoes just wouldn't burn but once they did, the flame would not go out
Mar 4, 2010
Mar 4, 2010 at 12:40 AM UTC
Those Chicago kids danced till' they were teary eyed in them **** crepe-soled shoes
He said to me, "Mamma I walked my little crepe-soled shoes into the heart of the South and said 'Hello World!'"
And God be ****** if he wasn't wearing crepe-soled shoes when we beat the man out of that ****** trash
His body lay there
lacerated and bruised like goin' ten rounds with Rocky Marciano. His face was like a sack of potatoes with holes in it. On his feet were spats, no, crepe-soled shoes.
Did you hear the news?
Black boy's struttin' his stuff in his new soul-shoes
As we lit his things on fire that ***** bastard's crepe-soled shoes just wouldn't burn but once they did, the flame would not go out
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