Lyrics:
Right
So you say about 35 miles
Damn, I aint know y'all was so
Serious about Pies
Out in Europe who would think
That they would wanna hear us
right? best friends but became foes that's how the game goes like
Before the plot, we all we got
Now he shocked looking like "G-Money" before them shots
the brand
Market plans
Breaking bread underhanded
I was fly when I landed look
I see you got heart but ya man’s shook
Like Sam Cooke
I’m talking change now
know the demons in the room gon' say it's more that I can chew
But now all I hear is the dinner bell
I need a family that loves me right
Don't need
A juxtaposition, Sam Cooke, Billy Joel
Steely Dan changing the fucking spectrum
I need you to understand
Like I took the fall for some drugs
I've been nominated for
Hmm
[Snoop talking]
Hey yo nephew check this out man
Now I know you got that bad chick right there
You ain't even tripping off of her
But she
exposing Elijah cause he ain’t practice what he preached
Man i knew i was a dead man right after i made that speech
Now firsthand my daughters saw my body
And how they shot down Sam Cooke
Twelve years of school and it ain't in one damn book
Lee Harvey Oswald 'bout to serve a sentence
From the crowd comes
the same
Had a pocket full of dreams, put my heart in the game
Now it's bitches by the dozen and they all know my name, the young Rizzy
Still the same kid
got the soul of a young Sam Cooke when I spit
It make you wanna make a new dance up
It's all to the good shorty 'gwan do that stuff
It's not another
You feel the music know I'm over there probably
Pimpin on the same system that forever shorted me
I got the soul of a young Sam Cooke when I spit
It
the soul of a young Sam Cooke when I spit
It make you want to make a new dance up
It's all to the good shorty 'gwan do that stuff
It's not another sound
there go P
Yo Chop what up what up?
Sam Cooke writing hand, all of my lightning, damn
Used to rob niggas in Sam's, buy shams
For my dude's baby shoe
Patti Labelle used to make me
Drift away play Stevie play Sam Cooke any day yeah
We dance all night to the song they play
Weekend come again do it
Patti Labelle used to make me
Drift away play Stevie play Sam Cooke any day yeah
We dance all night to the song they play
Weekend come again do it
now they're rolling with the Sam Sneezy.
Hip hop fanatic causing static in the industry,
these whack creators, I call 'em imitators (ah yeah).
Been
Cooke's tent
A change gon' come, write away discontent
Keep the limits on to push past 'em
Keep the flow strong, now work faster
Censoring gone, now here
music coming and I hear
Sam Cooke's voice
Well I know I don't have any choice
That's the way it is
And I'm real, real real gone, man
I can't stand up by
to cha, cha, cha.
Little children love to cha, cha, cha.
Everybody loves to cha, cha, cha.
Sam Cooke himself in the midnight hour.
Everybody loves
They still knowing all the raps
Bet you they hitting they dabs
Everybody niggas now
Black Culture be the wave
Swag surfing over here
Gave the world
grabbed some dirt and now my hands full
Everything I wanted coming faster than a damn bull
Knew a change was coming I ain’t talking bout no Sam Cooke
Took
Labelle used to make me drift away
Play Stevie play, Sam Cooke anyday, yeah
We dance all night to the songs they played
Weekend come again do it just
like Satan's
(What?) , roll white like angels (Eh)
I'm suited up like Frank was, Sam Cooke
Sam Davis (Aye)
Now I'm tryna be the greatest
That's
Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday
Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day
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