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letra de sampson - khemist

hey now
what you gon do now
see my worth now
so you know it’s charge
and they’ll pay now
money talk to you
so i fled now
now you know the cause

they wanted me castrated inside
they have hate and prayed that l wouldn’t make it alive
cold world but look how i figure skate in the times
labeling me a voodoo priest their only way to respond a higher power chose this flesh and made it a god culinary prophets bake crack and made it dime i fraternize with kings took pills and made it job
602 , 512s they facilitate in a tribe
i came along way from being vacuumed out of a shrine
abandoned real-estate is an office selling the highs
ambitious lost girls gain funding selling their thighs
on the same grass where the blacks laid at to die years after they slapped and invaded my mom
stripped my identity decide my fate anytime
shove me to an eternity
suffocate in a bond
descendants of servants once rulers speaking afrikaans
to have to climb in these disastrous times
should give a clear understanding on how spectacular i am
ran away cuz master don’t know the master i am
one hood n-gga that gave them stories of triumph
read to their babies and push forth the alliance
feet still running there some i need to inspire
4 pound with me cuz some me to expire
i searched through the quran and the bible seeking asylum
hey now
what you gon do now
see my worth now
so you know it’s charge
and they’ll pay now
money talk to you
so i fled now
now you know the cause

they wanted me shot dead in the car
popped head cuz a cop said i happened to draw
but i fled so them lashes won’t crack me anymore
my n-ggas too
now they all flood block with the raw
years after them white folks had auctioned us off
tied up while a crowd was laughing on the floor
in fancy suits and dresses my ass couldn’t afford
it was all entertaining to them like some sort of sport
i sprinted to see a freedom for those who more than poor
stenton plantation or park i know the source
in these times these streets are the only to way score
become a fiend last hope and his only way to snort
robbing dealers for jewels is the only way to floss
i been branded after they found iron and lit a torch
misunderstood at the patibulum is how i come across
my n-gga was just murdered i deal with another loss
i lost all items of volume
pillows too wet to rest when deep in ya problems
change the subject when streets speak of my father
tryna climb out the gut but i keep getting swallowed
done dirt, karma’s around i keep getting followed
run into me you got a low chance of survival
i ain’t goin back to the same fields that i know
the story of sampson shall be told and made modern
hey now
what you gon do now
see my worth now
so you know it’s charge
and they’ll pay now
money talk to you
so i fled now
now you know the cause

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