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samson [us] - a lot (remix) lyrics

i’m not trying to be him
i’m not trying to be her
i’m not trying to be them
i’m just trying to be first
i’m not trying to be a pr+ck
i’m not trying to be a jerk
i’m not trying to be a d+ck
i’m just trying to be stern

because, why
would i want to be like him?
rocking a colorful shirt and tight jeans
when i look around, then i spy, with my little eye
i don’t see anybody else like me
i like to think i’m different
but that may not be the same case in your boat, you know?
you may see a video i post on instagram and think
“oh he sounds like so+and+so ”
well i don’t give a f+ck
man that’s a whole ‘nother can that you’re opening up

if you rеally wanna nitpick, this sh+t can get thick, trick get you twisted
complicatеd
how about you just l!ck both of my nuts?

no seriously if you really want to get down to the basics
if you want to get down to the groundwork
of the development of the sound that i’m making
then i should probably tell you where the flow is
it’s all of your favorite rappers combined
it would take all d+mn day if i gave you the list of just even f+cking half of mine
so if i sound like another rapper at times i just want you to know that it’s okay
i like anything if it’s dope
from the new school to the old school way back to the bricks

2pac and biggie of course
[?]
little bit of eminem
little bit of tech n9ne
kid rock, icp in a cd deck, i
was in 9th grade when i heard wu+tang clan
i love me some ra the rugged man
can’t forget yelawolf and rittz b+tch
uh yeah yeah yeah yeah slum american sh+t
jarren benton is sick i like hopsin too
little bit of goodie mob and nas and cube, dr. dre all live in wa
houston’s dj screaming ugk
when you were young what the f+ck did you listen to?
i was in my room bumping fu+schnickens dude
i’m a true, what?
i am a true fu+schnick
man those godd+mn tunes were too sick
beastie boys, run+dmc
i’m with dj hurricane that’s a given
big l, big pun, rock, and cool j
there’s a whole lot more that i couldn’t fit in
and i’m not just naming a bunch of random rappers
those are the sounds that sam was after
i would sit up in my room and study all of the flows
i would take it like a drug and suck it in through my nose
i would take some of this
take some of that
put it all together and make something sick
make something whack
it was hit and miss
research and development
rip the sh+t and reword it ’til the tale is sick

every measure that i take’s drastic
i piled up the papers in the waste basket
i like it to be perfect, i’ll leave it if its raw
and i’ll keep it if it’s dope, if i ain’t trashed it

everybody used to talk sh+t back in the day when i told ’em that i wanna be a rapper when i’m older
ten years later now i got the same lane, motherf+cker sh+tting in their pants back there in the corner

who did you think you were f+cking with me?
you started to pick on me
you p+ssies i don’t give a sh+t if you smaller or bigger than me
put us in the ring and let us battle it out
’cause i wanna see if you can back up what you’re bragging about
my appearance on camera
and my lyrical stamina
with the cadence and flow
there’s a serious chance of a catastrophic event
every time i grab the pad and jot with the pen
i’m up next to bat so grab a spot on the bench

i got thunder striking
with tons of lightning
when i write this, chumps get frightened
ain’t nothing like this
they duck and hide, when i get on the mic
?
my stuff is righteous
my touch is midas
ain’t claiming to be sh+t
i’m just some white kid
with the ability to rip a stage in half
i kick major ass so get the f+ck in line
sh+t

i’m rocking all black, my long hair swinging
i’m dropping raw tracks ’til john myhre singing
unstopped, i’m all gas i got ears ringing
on top of all that your pallbearers’ bringing
out the casket
for you and all your little homies
if you think that you got something doper than this sh+t
show me

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