Lyrics Vintage Hugo Boss - Shahmen

Vintage Hugo Boss

Some crackers want to floss whatever the cost\nI seen them selling Vintage Hugo Boss from the holocaust\nWe savage after all, no salvage, a total boss\nCouldn’t find a more fitting image than a burning cross\nFor the families that found one on their front lawn\nA Malcolm at their window with the gun drawn\nNo safety on his weapon\nFingers on the edge of the cliff, getting stepped on\nHanging on my whole damn life, so my grip strong\nPlus the good die young, so I live long\nBig bad Bless be the best out the west here\nSince Top made the black hippies millionaires\nI don’t think you really hear me here\nSo let’s get this really clear\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for my walk to the park\nTaught me how to catch, how to bite, how to bark\nGame of avoiding death is seeing in the dark\nDon’t get caught in traffic playing between cars\nFreezing up in front of headlights seeing stars\nAll those wolves I’ve followed thus far\nBut I ain’t forget where the beasts are\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for a walk\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for a walk\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for a walk\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for a walk\nSome people just want us lost whatever the cost\nSeen some selling Vintage Hugo Boss from the holocaust\nthat’s a couple hundred large\nThey might be hiding in your dead Nazi grandfathers garage\nAnother fancy kind of\nFrom Saint Nicholas\nSubliminally telling charge\nWith some Mickey Mouse ears\nGuess that’s why\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for a walk\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for a walk\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for a walk\nI’m not God, I’m his dog\nEvery single morning he takes me for a walk\nI’m not God… I’m his dog