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things you never did 
All up in a staircase a scarface was lookin' 
Wallet got tooken 
Free from the work release Donna kept bookin' 
Brooklyn bound,
the scam
SD) The song was named after Sam
DM) Sam who?
SD) Sam Houston
DM) Oh

DM) May I say with pride where I reside
DM) They call it Dean's song SD)
the scam
SD) The song was named after Sam
DM) Sam who?
SD) Sam Houston
DM) Oh

DM) May I say with pride where I reside
DM) They call it Dean's song SD)
Drove to the docks
Checked my time
By the old town clock
All the things...
I saw the watchman
He was blowing into
Cupped hands
As he walked
the scam
SD) The song was named after Sam
DM) Sam who?
SD) Sam Houston
DM) Oh

DM) May I say with pride where I reside
DM) They call it Dean's song SD)
So much, so much, so much

Quarter million, little nigga, I was nineteen
Had my hustle down pat, I did the right thing
They don't move that fast,
So much, so much, so much

Quarter million, little nigga, I was nineteen
Had my hustle down pat, I did the right thing
They don't move that fast,
the scam
SD) The song was named after Sam
DM) Sam who?
SD) Sam Houston
DM) Oh

DM) May I say with pride where I reside
DM) They call it Dean's song SD)
I'd like to tell a story if you folks wouldn't mind
But this one is true and it really happened in that little hometown of mine
There was a kind
a ride"
So they scooped em up, the rig was souped up, man it had TV's inside
Ol' Zeke was surprised cause his eyes had seen beyond
His wildest dreams,
a ride"
So they scooped em up, the rig was souped up, man it had TV's inside
Ol' Zeke was surprised cause his eyes had seen beyond
His wildest dreams,
did the right thing
They don't move that fast they act like they don't like cheese
Had a couple niggas mad like they don't like me
Is it cause I'm
Thank you Brooklyn, Thank you World
Yeah, yeah there it is
Turn my voice up in the top a little bit
It feel good to be back
Whats up ochenta?
Yeah,
to forgive me for that
Thank you Brooklyn, Thank you World
Yeah, yeah there it is
Turn my voice up in the top a little bit
It feel good to be back
Whats
Touched by his divine Jehovistic scorchin' fist
His life was what He gave
He paid so I was bought with it
So I've got no remorse of any sorts when I'm
It extends from the Hamptons to Brook-lyn
Through every hoodie in town, to learn the Boogie Down
Til every DJ around, wanted to put me down
Rhymes
was right to return to pieces of the circle where we declined
I know military moments will believe us
It's a sound, and a tick-tock to the world that
my vice
Needless to say that December 29th was the day I became a believer in fate

Okay now it's December 28th, my day is goin' great 
Kino booked
jaya." But my father was a really great man. I'll never forget the last thing he ever said to me. Nor will I ever repeat it.
In the upper downtown, wherever it was
The people around you, the things around you
Cause you to do strange things because, you were seeking to learn
the bomb
Far beyond I'm headed
Big butter j-a-y uh
Oh my lord
Ain't nobody touching
So I still ain't tried

Back when I was a little child it wasn't
rocked with the greats backed up by The Roots crew
Blowing a tree with Tariq, overseas we would speak
It was mostly the voice, so unique
I could hear you
In the upper downtown, wherever it was
The people around you, the things around you
Cause you to do strange things because, you were seeking to learn
life and you too will see

(You will see)
Ain't no way we've come this far all by ourselves
(By ourselves)
Many blessing great and small
Now let's
face on the wall, and don't forget me

[Chorus]

[Sonsee]
Growing up in Brooklyn, times was rough cuz...
Poor as we was it couldn't get no tougher
On my