Samad Savage - Blow lyrics

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Samad Savage - Blow lyrics

[Intro] Once upon a time, not long ago In a city not too pretty, where they all just po He was push to push like a domino, like Samad, cook it up, yer! [Verse 1] Baking soda help him make the quota 'fore he re-up He deliver orders like he sorted up the pizza Plug move from the border for the snorters and the fiends, but He was sure to whiff the warder, got no father, he's a leader He was in the game, movin' with the 'caine, but he young Block talkin', block talkin', in the brain, he was dumb He ain't want it, but the money wasn't sayin' when it come He no longer felt the pain, it's a shame he was stuck And I started wit' a capsule and a little yellow rock It was clear to see it through and, yes, they read it from the top Small cap', thought he was gon' make a stack off one pack Then scrap, but the money kept him comin' right back He would chop a brick like Wreck It Ralph, the trap'd never let him out And finally, I settled in the commas, goin' to check 'em out And, yeah, this heart was filled with doubts that he would never take account- -ability, utilities put numbers in his bank account [Chorus] Just one more brick, then I'm done buildin' Just one more bird 'til I touch ceilings Just one more ki', then I'm out, chillin' Only way to make a livin' is to make a killin' Every day I gotta fit in, it won't end well Pray to God that 12 don't get no intel Block hot 'til I'm feelin' like I'm in hell Funny how they call it "blow" when you inhale [Verse 2] All I really wanted was to blow Fourteen, stealin' food from the corner store Just to feed my siblings, 'cause my mom ain't had the dough 'Fore I could jump off the porch, trouble waitin' at my door Until one time when the one time caught me stealin' Got the fam a hero, now I gotta be the villain Juvie in the system, six years later, leavin' prison Cops plantin' what I should'a sowed from the beginnin', wait a minute Could you tell me how I'm stuck here with a record but no career? I got this from out the country, but this isn't a souvenir Now the money goin' dummy, from the word, I got some runners I've been doin' this for some years, could you tell me how I'm stuck here [?] as a [?], I move the chickens like Perdue Now I got rich in my circle, my family matters, no Urkle That off white help me like Virgil, I use my moolah for virtue I'm from the schools and the church too, 'til God decide it's my curfew (*gunshot*) [Chorus] Just one more brick, then I'm done buildin' Just one more bird 'til I touch ceilings Just one more ki', then I'm out, chillin' Only way to make a livin' is to make a killin' Every day I gotta fit in, it won't end well Pray to God that 12 don't get no intel Block hot 'til I'm feelin' like I'm in hell Funny how they call it "blow" when you inhale [Outro] How did I get like this? I could drown in my tears I fear nobody but God I guess it's time to face my fears Promises ain't meant to be Broken eventually But death is a promise you can't break But death is a promise you can't break Promises ain't meant to be Broken eventually But death is a promise you can't break (Can't break) But death is a promise you can't break Promises ain't meant to be Broken eventually But death is a promise you can't break But death is a promise you can't break

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