Barrington Levy - Sample 16 lyrics

[Verse 1: Hesan] Entering the game, and we got a game plan Defeating our opponents, we accept the pain man Flyer than a motherf**er, but we not plain man The truth can't hide even though the shame can Got nothing to hide, my pride takes it too far Fighting like it's good for you, so you can call that Spar Haters only hate, cos' they hate who they are And Hip Hop isn't dead cos' we gave it CPR It's Since Sliced Bread, and we feeding Hip Hop Racing past your haters, you just in a pit stop Growing more everyday like we sh** crops The rest of y'all are s**ers, I should call you pin pop Following my pa**ion like I'm running after fruit And happiness is on the run, I'm in a hot pursuit Cos' every slice of bread came from a single root Now hold your four fingers up and do the SSB Salute [Verse 2: Storm] All you fools are just b**hes and I'm the man Smoking green, flying higher than Peter Pan And your wanna blow me like she's a fan Cos' I got my sh** together, man, and you need a band Leave your eagle full of holes like Otees Give your face two Black Eyes, no Peas Storm makes it rain, makes it snow, makes toes freeze Then I turn my swag on, dark shades, Oakley's Haters are dull, and my future is the highlight You can't blow it out, I'ma shine, this is my light And I'm bright, you can't see me, blind mice Watching time fly by, like the f**ing times Wright I'm going so hard that it should be illegal Call my flow a knife my mind's sharper than a needle Beating haters up like my surname is Seagal Going Double time on Sample 16 like a sequal [Verse 3: Sloo] Sample 16 n***a!! Sorry I had to say that.. Who's this Sloo? Arsonist out, I'm so sick apart from the gout I spit gluttonous, and I'm the one who's starting sh** now Venomous, tryna get hella rich, a part of a bout Cracking backs, they lacking mac, and it's about to go down High on a cloud, rappers I'm chowing pound for the pound k**ing the sound, and success is hardly a doubt Arousing the crowd, I dare you to open your mouth My rhymes will rip your larynx out, you won't have time to say "Ouch" Show my craft to the world, say "WOW", b**h! Welcome to the slightly dirtier south, b**h! Mean 16 seen in an obscene scene Crop to the cream, Pharo in your chick's dreams Harry Potter to you ugly Dudley's They running cuddling hubbly bubbly's Spit puns for you suddenly Tell these n***a's U.G, Hesan, Storming Sun rise, gunn size, both cause Mourning (Attention!!!) [Verse 4: U.G] I. Am General U.G, I bring the war drums Forming this army with all our damn crumbs Cos' they follow us like we are Hansel and Gretel You can bring your sword, I'm mighty with the pencil Mental on the track, pop you with a smart cap Crazy a** n***a, I'm in a straight jacket Strutting in this room, I'm in my straight cap Straight peak, Zoo York, facing straight back Crazy Mad Hat, I rat-tat-tat-tat Bang bang, bring the beat back with a gun clap Click clack, reload, release and explode Name ain't Steve, but my heart is Stone Cold You are scrawny like italics, I am so bold b**hes deep throat me so I put them in a choke hold Told y'all already you will never be prepared Sample 16, so it's us, 4 squared