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shakyh hanif & michaelangelo - son of sam law lyrics

[intro]
huh
yeah, look

[chorus]
f+ck the son of sam law
gettin’ paid of the crimes that i committed
make sure every gram raw
go to trial and stand tall
a ho caught in the streets, and gun it out like a mexican standoff
f+ck the son of sam law
gettin’ paid of the crimes that i committed
make sure every gram raw
go to trial and stand tall
a ho caught in the streets, and gun it out like a mexican standoff (look)

[verse 1]
my street credits scores and 848
they sellin’ pounds of boof, that’s low vibrational plates, huh
i’m raisin’ the stakes, my trap a capacity
i even got smokers in [?]
got a couple foot soldiers, couple cdl drivers
keep the circle small, we don’t dеal with outsiders
take out the boss, now i lеave with elvira
he swear he was built lava ’til he felt the h+llfire
if the devil wears prada, then i got some demons
i swear i’m not conceited, but i got some reasons
packagin’ raw was a character flaw
talkin’ like they in too deep, but they barley involved
[chorus]
f+ck the son of sam law
gettin’ paid of the crimes that i committed
make sure every gram raw
go to trial and stand tall
a ho caught in the streets, and gun it out like a mexican standoff
f+ck the son of sam law
gettin’ paid of the crimes that i committed
make sure every gram raw (huh)
go to trial and stand tall
a ho caught in the streets, and gun it out like a mexican standoff (look)

[verse 2]
murder for financial gain
servin’ out the bando, real descriptive with the drug talk
but certain sh+t i can’t explain
spinnin’ like baggage claim
wipe a n+gga nose, type of feelin’ i just can’t contain
when you catch a random stain
you really gettin’ shot, or you do the shootin’?
ask the corner, i be at the range, he could tell by my groupin’
my dog just blew trial, for a control buy
but i ain’t makin’ hand to hands, i’m three people removed now, huh
get your weight up
full time singer, that means i ain’t got paste ups
tryna keep the pace up
i was servin’ wakeups
fiends take a blast and need a newport right after, that’s his chaser
[chorus]
but f+ck the son of sam law
gettin’ paid of the crimes that i committed
make sure every gram raw
go to trial and stand tall
a ho caught in the streets, and gun it out like a mexican standoff
f+ck the son of sam law
gettin’ paid of the crimes that i committed
make sure every gram raw
go to trial and stand tall
a ho caught in the streets, and gun it out like a mexican standoff

[outro]
you know what’s missin’ in todays world?
code of the streets
i rememer back in the day
when we was youngsters comin’ up in them 80s and them 90s, right?
we always just had a certain amount of ogs that
no matter what they said
go
you feel me? no matter what they said, go
you know? and it’s like, that’s what’s missin’ today, i believe
that’s where the bridge and the gap is between
us and the youngans today
you feel me? it’s not really no body that they will look up to
and talk to ’em respect

- shakyh hanif michaelangelo lyrics

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