Verse 1

You're walkin 'round town puttin miles on your shoes,
whatcha gon' do? Where ya goin' to?
On the boulevard waitin' for the One fifty-two
Givin you a ride is what you want me to do
never gonna happen, cause I'm busy rappin in
the studio with my crew and my bros
comin through with flows runnin through these hos
why you knockin' on my door, with this dude that nobody knows,
cool, if you vouch have a seat on the couch
and remember don't  open your mouth
If I hear a sound, then i'm kickin' you out
Technical Foul, no playing around, now
back to the matter at hand, I'm as mad as the man,
that didn't have his hand in the plan
Now he's diggin through the trash in the can
and now you see what happens when you backstab your man, damn
So you better, never turn on me you better learn homie
They say Last Chance'll let ya burn, wont he?
Ya damn right, and I don't give a fuck whatcha say,
I'm doin this.. All damn night
And all damn day 'Till the sun goes down
when we hunt with the hounds from the pound, howl
Still walkin 'round town puttin miles on your shoes
Shoe Leather Express is what you do, cruise,


Hook x2

I'm as restless as X, Why you testin' what's next
Put your feet on the ground, Shoe Leather Express
Left foot, right foot, Right foot, Left
Put the chucks to the test, Shoe Leather Express


Verse 2

Damn homeboy, noticed scuffs on your chucks
why you pressin your luck don't go... And
nobody knows, that you know how to flow
no reason for you to have no dough, so
you can hustle on the grind, put some muscle in your rhyme
Don't let the game start fuckin' with your mind, Why?
cause in time, Everybody's in line
It's a thin line between love and rhyme, I'm
gonna give you a tip stay above all the shit
don't slip, Last Chance, This is it, So hit
the roadrunnin' keep the flows comin'
If you know nothin', then homie keep your lip zipped, shit
cant take the pressure no more can't write these records no more
I'm tired of wreckin' all the records in the store, four
years ago, didn't know that I'd wanna flow, do
a show, and had nowhere to go, so
I never listened to it never spittin to it, till
the influence started soothing my soul, so
I immediately bought the beat CD
two thousand and one Dre beats for me, see
inspiration can strike at any time, any mind, any guy
can shine on the mic if they write the right rhyme 
at the right time never bite mine
But you better be careful never know what you might find


Hook x2


Verse 3

You see me rollin' through the hood in my 88 caddy
Listenin' to 2Pac's Just Like Daddy
Who that be, Why you mad at me?
Don't front, If you wanna ride, ask me, I'll gladly
tell ya hell no All you get is the click
when you hit my cellphone, so they'll know
that no one's at home, no dial tone
voice mail means the cell's on roam, so
leave a message at the beep cause I'm busy wreckin sheets
or I'm bust testin beats or I'm sleep, please
leave your name and number and where ya know me from
maybe we could do somethin when I'm done, for fun
If you catch me cruisin' Don't ask what I'm doin,
I'm under the influence of music, I use it
to let my feelings speak If you see me in the streets
let me know you feel the same way as me, these
words are just for you, as much as they're for me
wasn't too long ago I was on the SLE
Shoe Leather Express, just wasn't meant for me
been puttin scuffs on my chucks since elementary, we
went to DMV, just to see about
a driver's license for me So when you see me
out in the streets you know I'm not
stuck with the SLE, Shoe Leather Express


Hook x2