SoS

(album: Datz WTF I'm Tallkin Bout - 2013)

[Verse 1:]
Yo, I'm in a bad mood, push it, push me, go ahead and push me
You cat pool, pussy, pussy, I said it, pussy
Fuck a hater, what they gonna say to the hater
Fuck a razor blade, the grenade that chug a file to sucker day to day I suffered
Catch a train to my favorite juggle
They concerning, take the burner, determined to make the summer
I ain't a gangsta but that ain't taking the gangsta from us
I swear to my daughters without taking orders and shake him off it
Caught up in making brothers repent for mistaking others
The spade or the spade, you can play them cards in the basement
Under my chest is a rocket box, full combo for taking numbers
And lessons I brought that you brother stopped
You niggas runners, chase you, baby gunners and ankles
Take them peoples is a great mistake
But I mingle your face then lace up your ankles to script the statement
Fuck a rapper, today I could take his label
I'm making earthquake be stable, rip my shirt and rick the tables

[Hook:]
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam

[Verse 2:]
Damn, why am I how I am, what I am
Momma quiet the drama, tell 'em to silence my lamb
I can name on my hand top five of my hand
Jerk me, me, me, me, me is all I came on my hand
Gorilla thoughts, I'm an ape with a plan
Killer pause, blow your brain on your man
I've been out of my mind before I was in my mind
Give me a potter, Harry, I'm Harry Potter with rum
Height of a spider's flight, Peter Parker with glum
Friday's the dark of night, with my partners in crime
Horse shoe at your door, Bobby Parker would mind
Flow straight as a row, I'm an archer with mine
Call a copper or call me, I'm not a regular kind
I'm leaving notes that your code was decoded write up and buy
Creep inside of the Jeep and the sleepers sneak through the fog
Murder you all and go speak to my dog, he understands

[Hook:]
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam
Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam, Son of Sam