Sam Smeed - always been a cat with flow

this is a outkast beat and sam smeed
lyrics-
(rize 8)

now whos them boys popping off on any old ocasion,
thats Tri Town Commity, tri town bout to blaze em,
dont come around my city try to find an ocupation,
we just handling our business, you need to call it gangster

(sam smeed)

always been a cat wit flow,
always been a beast ya know,
always been the type after dough,

i used to be the type of cat that'll run up from the back with the strap son and cock back and clap at foes,

i learned early enemys and friend are common so i stay focused so begging your pardon,

but if you my friend then why do you pretend to be man but you comming with them negative comments...bitch,

i speach truth when i step in the booth these rappers think they the shit when really they poop,

its no question sound like a thug when you say your the truth but would really lace up your boots,

allow me to evaluate the styles dues froads and fakes everything from laid back to aint,

ya switch it up like they had a personality change whoevers on top of the game they act the same,

its called fronting when your acting like something your not and thats the type of atitude that caught alota head shots,

biz said it the best whether you like it or not hype metal suckers are bitting till there jaws are locked,

i know your looking in the mirror and resighting your lines thinking if you were signed you'd be the best of your time...but damn,

its a ladder that you have to climb and if you aint about the business you aint gonna shine,

gota be about your grind remove all doubt from your mind let em know like iam out for mines...and yo

i seen come and go a thousand times and all of good but its not enough so i...

keep moving doing what iam knowing the best i make music my flows like a heart in your chest ....its necessary

but i aint trying to be the best iam just one of the nastiest in the U.S. ....and uumm,

yo when i spit its like speaking to god i know your listening its makes me wanna reach for the stars

atleast thats the way i felt when i was reaching threw bars eating ramen noodles dreaming of riding in foreign cars,

snaking on caviar power yact in the caribean the vision of your luck it reached from out this world were living in,

sitting on twenty two's making love with pretty women never giving a fuck cause i aint trapped in the system....but

reality is calling and sometimes i feel like iam steady falling wishing i was steady ballin,

focusing on distribution from new england to new orleans looking back i cant explain my fasination with ebonics ....i know,

your probally wondering whats on my brain and is there really suck thing as hip hop in southern maine....yo

and did i really get knocked distrabution of coke caine
is tri town committe a gang ..and uumm,

yo why do i go by so many names and if a situation come will i really spit flames ..

and they wonder why iam insane i get it right first time no time for games ...and yo

(sam smeed outro)

iam just kicking back in the booth just getting my little record on .....its the god body from the tri town committe they call me snizzle kiz some call me sam smeed some just call me the boss some just me the mother fucker they dont like .....I DONT LIKE YA"LL ETHER

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Music

Tags:

• poverty
• music
• spose
• hip
• hop
• maine
• rap
• rapper