Lyrics:
Now that I'm closer, all the snakes play me closely now
1 - And my heart is like.. I can't think right now
1 - Can't cope, can't drink, can't smoke,
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
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
Blastin' on sight, fuck fightin', fuck arguin'
Meanwhile boat loads of cash go to Israel
Soldiers in Iraq pray to God for a miracle
Sam Cooke said that
Every morning when I wake
I see you waiting by my side
From my fate I cannot hide
To the date I slowly slide
Before I ate I was holding you
All
Every morning when I wake
I see you waiting by my side
From my fate I cannot hide
To the date I slowly slide
Before I ate I was holding you
All
over. Its just beginning.
And now light the fire on ending.
Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam.
The only child of a holy man.
I stand alone for all
[Announcer]
And now, the six merry murderers from the Cooke county jail in their rendition
of The Cell-block Tango.
[Liz]
Pop.
[Annie]
Six.
[June]
Tribute
This rhythm is a mama
Hey I want to tell you a story
It's about the groove
All Right now look hope here
Hope it makes you move
And get's
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
Hey, listen up yow! This rhythm is a mama!
Hey I want to tell you a story
It's about the groove
All Right now look hope here
Hope it makes you
they played and the mark they made with the shifts that they put in
Sam Cooke and Johnny Murphy, Mick Sinnett and Hugh Quin
John Cousins, William
verdad.
Love me tonight, love me tonight [whispers],
You wan't me to do a sam cooke now? [laughs].
Sam Cooke that change gon come, gon come
If not now, then when? Let it end
Colour of my skin
I'm fighting for my kin
And I'm fighting for my fam, for my
Tex
I wanna hear some Sam and Dave (oh, listen here)
Hey, Sam I wanna hear some Aretha
(I wanna hear some Ray Charles)
And some soulful Sam Cooke
ceiling Is the galaxy
Triple all my H's; Happy Healthy Heed
I got soul Uncle Sam Cooke instilled in me
Rick James to the Cypher Super freak
Rick James
calling it Clyde's Song
My Italian friend we have reached the end
We simply don't seem to blend
Sam, let's compromise
Oh, I hear what you say but by
calling it Clyde's Song
My Italian friend we have reached the end
We simply don't seem to blend
Sam, let's compromise
Oh, I hear what you say but by
Hey, listen up yow! This rhythm is a mama!
Hey I want to tell you a story
It's about the groove
All Right now look hope here
Hope it makes you
Well our hearts beat like thunder
I don't know why they don't explode
You got your hands in my back pockets
And Sam Cooke's singin' on the radio
You
Hey, listen up yow! This rhythm is a mama!
Hey I want to tell you a story
It's about the groove
All Right now look hope here
Hope it makes you
in me
By any means necessary
Trust soon you will see now
Ugh, Stevie said loves
In need of love today
But right now I'm seeing
Things a different way
wrong
If you learn to croon this happy tune
They call it Sam's song
"And now another treatment of this
Classic American Theme
Brought to you by
in ya oven I got cake/dey can not relate/I got strip club
Fever/love twerking divas/call you Sam Cooke Change girl/cause America need ya/when ya
Drop
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