Lyrics The Shoes of a World Traveller - Looptroop Rockers

The shoes of a world traveler
Dusty, busted up, dirt gatherers
Comfy, trusted and worth having a
Written about my companions
Carried the weight of the world on my shoulders
So the weight on my shoes must be greater and no less
From bringing me along to venues and hotels
And bringing me through customs with no stress
Though I have to put 'em through the scan in the US
Where else... who else
The paranoid state of mind leave me clueless
Glad on my perils I was never shoeless
Through monkeys, stray dogs, r-rats and shit
Russians, motorbikes, accidents
Power outages for hours and for the
Heat of the cold east, to the north, south, the west

Shoes of a world traveler
Tightly laced up or loosely fitted
'Bout to break up or newly kitted
Shoes of a world traveler
No matter how far we go
You bring me safely back home

Been around the world (yeah)

Cleaned up, tooth brushed, B-boys stance
Still sand between my toes, traveling man
Family man, grandma don't understand
Why you have to go away; all these foreign lands
Well I was given the chance, we simply took it and ran
I've been wearing out soles as my dreams would expand
New places, new perspectives
All the dots on the map are clearly connected
And for the record, fuck your sneaker collection
I don't need more kicks, need to stay fixed on the right direction
I'm a student taking notes from the road ahead
No nations, no borders until my death bed

Shoes of a world traveler
Tightly laced up or loosely fitted
'Bout to break up or newly kitted
Shoes of a world traveler
No matter how far we go
You bring me safely back home

Shoes of a world traveler
Tightly laced up or loosely fitted
'Bout to break up or newly kitted
Shoes of a world traveler
No matter how far we go

Been around the world
Been around the world
Been around the world
Been around the world
Been around the world
Been around the world
Been around the world
You always bring me back home

No matter how far the wind carry us
We're cross country, 'cross barriers
All over the geography, all roads
No apologies for those stepped on toes
No rest, no regrets, all confidence
The Troop, your favorite rap veterans
Been walking through concert doors
Since '92, steady wearing out soles

Been around the world
Been around the world
You always bring me back home