| This isn’t some advertising departments clever ruse
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| I love these Ellesse shoes they really do let you move
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| And only twenty quid on eBay
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| A small price to pay to shave several minutes off each day
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| Even though it doesn’t seem like I’m moving quick
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| It’s like I ripped a hole in space time and strolled through the shit
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| The gentle pitter-patter as I mission past the
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| General whipper-snapper silences any jibber-jabber
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| Jib the still standing citizens on the escalator
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| When I’m walking past, the only thoughts you have are of a prophetic nature
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| Such a pleasure to see
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| And feel the sheer anticipation as I’m bending a knee
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| Awaiting the right foot to hit the deck
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| And take the weight and lift the left
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| A lot can happen in a single step
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| Ellesse team one seventeen that’s the shit I rep
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| When I’m walking down the street
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| If a passersby didn’t see me and freeze
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| When they opened up their mouths to speak
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| They’d probably say something like «that's a guy that’s found his feet»
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| «Someone I’d be proud to meet»
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| With a style so buttery, if The Warriors were rockin' his shoes
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| They’d of bopped away trouble free
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| He can win a hundred meter sprint while sipping a cup of tea
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| And not spill a drop like a fuckin' G
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| When I walk the walk that I’m walking baby, look at me
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| Cause this isn’t any ordinary strut
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| I don’t stomp, I let the floor caress each foot
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| Move and mean it, Lord do believe it
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| Put your soul in your stroll, all routes are scenic
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| Move and mean it, Lord do believe it
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| Put your soul in your stroll, all routes are scenic |