(Coast to coast, coast to coast) Sammy Adams (Coast to Coast) Coast to coast Lifestyle switching, the illest up in the business I?m hoping to make a
flash wizzy way more than their teeth they mad id rather learn flows than their lesson plans but sit me down asking do you get the message sam this is
Sammy Adams I, I got so much to say Don?t even know how to say it All this hype, all this noise I?m ready First stop high school rookie Not a single
like sammy adams damn he do it so right baby you been driving me crazy can you be my lady can you be my baby, baby, driving me crazy yeah sammy adams
So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather And I'm doing me up with a black color liner And I'm workin' my strut but I know it don't matter
Hey, don't miss out on what you're passing You're missing the hootah of the funky Buddha Eluder of the fucked up styles that get wicked So come on as
He gonna have the nerve to fucking tell me niggas from the south can't spit?, Bitch I'll smack your dumb ass (Fayettenam what up? Carolina what up?) Stupid
Well real smooth connected to the deep end bass groove I set the precedent for emcees to lose More than a spelling b it's compelling me To let the I come
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Go on to the street, to the cars in the pouring rain Go on to the bus that left us in the dust and the flames And when the son meets the father It'll
For all the hours here that move too slow There's all this letting go, that don't pass If all this love is real, how will we know? If we're only scared
Oh, I am the Man, Thomas, I am the Man Look at these nail scars here in my hands They pierced me in the side, Thomas, I am the Man They made me bear
Apples, I'm home Gonna grab a fuck (Maybe play some hockey) My mouth is a liar (Beware) My feet are on fire (Who cares) I've never been shy-er (I'm not
I'm not the same man I was before I haven't changed my perception I haven't lost my protection I haven't lost, haven't lost, haven't lost What I have,
Going down the road with a friend or two Ain't nothing in the world, in the world I can't do You thought you'd seen it all, you ain't seen nothing new
Some judge a man By the way he shakes a hand And if he looks a man in the eyes By the way he treats his tools The way he treats a fool And the things