Blood On Your Bootheels

We jump 'round the ring and we loosen your reigns
I heard the man was roamin' free now he's livin' in chains
Whoa wo everywhere I got the world in tow
No matter where I turn I got to carry its load.

Well Shoeshine Brother thinks I'm so naive
Lookin' at me thinkin' I got something hidden up my sleeve
No cheri I'm cool as can be
I got no money but I'm always feelin' free free free.

So what you think you're doin' who do you think you are?
Drinkin' bottles of whiskey smokin' Cuban cigars
Think if you act like a man you can alter this wheel
You can't make it in this world without that blood on your bootheels.

Well get your head right a-put your keys up on the table
While they polishin' their pistols
And they're staring out the windows
Wonderin' who's a comin' down my gate
Hey pick a side Love tie your boots up
And then get your ass in line.

Well see them [swirlers got the bub?]
It's a wonder that they'll ever see the light of day
With people like you walkin' on the street
If police were policin' then I probably wouldn't
Have to follow him every step of his feet.

They look me in the eye and they look me in the face
And they read me my fate say my name race and age
Son grab your gun and run ah you got no appeal
You can't make it in this world without that blood on your bootheels.

I have a dream too you think I ain't got dreams?
When I close my eyes and sleep only thing I can believe in:
My religion I envision murderin' everything livin'
When I'm cookin' up my goddamn future in the kitchen.

What makes you all my favorite mess
A vision of a blackened head bent over a fence
Took a beatin' to his head forty bullets to his chest
Now with one hand on the bible claimed it was in self-defense.

I read all those books yeah I seen all them films
I bet you got a pretty degree up in your window sill
Well leave me out of it people like me don't live to feel
We can't make it in this world without that blood on our bootheels.