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Capleton, yo
He would have killed it on this beat
You know you need to send him the riddim, right?
I never liked... Hey hey
Never liked... I never liked
So

You don't think about me 
You don't think about 
Girl what about t 
Girl what about t
You don't think about me
You don't think about me

Anymore

you more
Thinking I don't need you
But I can't stop dreaming about you
Everywhere I go I could see you
Felt your presence next to me cos I'm feeling

Whatever happened to our story
We always wished it would end in a glory
But one day your parent came and took you away
and it was the last time we

(yeah)
I would pull the sun out of the blue
I'll give you one more chance (uh-huh) to make it right
Can't live without you, I want you by my side
I

It's Hell

Field Mob

From tha Roota to tha Toota

2002

it would've been me

He ain't rob, he ain't hustle, should've been me
Preacher man, could you pray for me, faithfully?
When God comes lay him his

Just relax man

Hey, who are you
Hey, where am I

Let me go
Let me..

I never thought I would say this
But look what has become of all of this

Yeah

NANCY 

(spoken) Bill! Let him go, Bill! For pity's sake, let him go!

Why do you look at me like that, Bill? 

SIKES 

(spoken) Give me away would

To take on this risky, yet fulfilled adventure
Victor was astonished by the task at hand for
He, an eighteen year-old boy would be
Going on the adventure

him stay
She’s answered by the tail lights shining through the window pane

He said I wanna see you again
But I’m stuck in colder weather
Maybe tomorrow

Don't talk to me
About no rainbows
This four-leaf Tayback
I told my baby
Bring the Maybach
Its time for payback

But you's an oppie
Your mans a coppie
Do

the instrument I played afforded access to an education upgrade;
A scholarship – to learn and write in an establishment that meant my future would be brighter.

to paint the picture clear
That's why I write this letter
Open up so you can feel
Got a lil bit older as the years wind
Free lunches at the school when it

You wouldn't, you wouldn't understand
Feelin' like the man
It's lonely at the top
You niggas only see the bottom
Man, I love my brother
I can't do

deficit
Thought it was love like, sent from above, you not a soulmate
More ways and actions of a primate
Who by low and census coming faker than extensions

Dreamt I was an Indian white man cut me down
Woke up in a graveyard on the edge of my home town
Driven by a fever I was running from my fate
But

say love to when you tell me I should get lost
Trying to write profundity in poetry like I'm Jack Frost
Because when I don't know where I am
I can't

why
In awe of
You, I am
Let me introduce myself, my name is Sam
I make music like I'm a one man band
I act, sing, rap, write, oh and I dance
But that's

to trust
Don't be afraid to try
I'm really into ya
Taking those long night drives
Feeling alright
Really want you by my side
keep thinking about it every

lame niggas getting by
Nigga poppin' 30s thinking that they gangsta, boy, you high
Slide on the niggas, the results is what the K did
I would've still

you will all sing along
And prove him wrong
That he isn't a Man Of Nowhere

But the tale of the man from nowhere is far from over
He'll keep ramblin'

nigga all about his scritch
Got a plan to get rich

They did him greasy like
Brown bags of fried fish
Bring me your nose bitch try this
Every lion needs

you bragging about your bitch throat I had to try it by the way she eating kids bitch need to get indicted Got a Party in my pocket but ain’t nobody

Like you did, little man sat in the corner, 
Waiting for an epiphany of some sort, 
As you spit and babble it all away to Jesus, 
Or some other spirit