Intro
Sam Lyrics
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J'suis pas hasbeen comme tous ces emmerdeux
J'pas comme vous haters je brille j'pas aux cieux
Et dès mon jeune âge j'ai su qu'j'allais l'être vieux
Big up à ceux et celles qui sont retard
Haters are funny man stay on your guard
No matter what you goin claim your discard
Don't play pussies I got no credit card
Le gouvern'ment nous prend pour des joujoux
J'te parle pas d'bière quand j'te dit j'pète d'la broue
J'pète mes bretelles jamais j'parlerai en fou
J'aime brasser la marde quand j'suis sé réseaux
Moi j'suis un king toi t'as tous les défauts
Check moi dains yeux tu va voir j'pas ton bro
C'est quoi ton voeu d'mémoire c'était l'gros lot
J'comme Indiana Jones je cherche des trésors
Comme Buzz Lightyear l'infini, loin encore
Quand j'ten accord j'te parle pas de guitare
Mais moi j'suis un real fuck you tous ces remords
Je veux du bread, et des nouvelles led
La moustache raide, mais je n'suis pas Ned
Up in the bed, toi bitch t'es dead
Check donc ta head, j't'enterre dans le bled
La tête dans l'vide, où sont les nuages
Je n'ai pas d'rides, jamais j'tourne la page
J'ai l'impression d'êt-re pris dans une cage
J'suis mon étoile on m'surnomme le roi mage
J'vise vers la cime, vous n'êtes pas ma mère
Je joue pas aux mimes, luc chui pas ton père
Fait-les tes rimes, va falloir te taire
J'pas une victime, tu commences à m'plaire
Non j'parle pas d'coke quand j'te dit j'fais des bars
J'fume beaucoup d'smokes, mes poumons doivent être noirs
C'est pas une joke, j'me rapproche d'être vieillard
Oublie pas l'choke, écrase-toi, y s'fait tard
In the song "Intro," Sam starts off his album by introducing himself and the style of music he's going to bring to the table. The song is only a minute long but is full of energy and swagger that listeners can expect to hear from him throughout the album.
Sam uses the first few lines of the song to acknowledge the production sources for the beat off YouTube and shouts out the producer. He then goes on to make a bold statement about his musical skills and how he's about to take the rap game by storm. He wants people to know who he is and let them know that he's not to be underestimated in the game.
Throughout the song, Sam spits impressive rhymes about being a hypebeast and flexing on his haters. He talks about his wealth, fame, and how he's not going to retire anytime soon. "Intro" sets the tone for the rest of the album and gives a small window into Sam's world of music.
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Welcome to my album
Welcome to my music record
Um, I'm doing this dumbass little like
I'm creating this introductory part that may sound silly
Intro thing, because I think it was cool
I believe having an introduction is cool
And not gonna lie
To be honest
Took this beat off fuckin' YouTube
I used a beat from YouTube for this song
And, shoutout that producer, because
And, I would like to thank the producer for the beat
I can't do shit, that's why
I'm not good with producing music
This is the only good song on the album, so
This is the only good track on this album
Do yourself a favor, listen to it
You should give it a listen
It's only a minute long, so how bad could it be?
It's just one minute, so it won't take much of your time
Ya know, and just do yourself a favor
You know, it's worth checking out
Get lit, ya know... Here we go
Be ready to enjoy this upbeat track
Sam Sack on the track
I'm Sam Sack and I'm the one creating this track
Bet you didn't see it comin' I'm back
You may not have recognized the artist, but I'm back with another track
Here to run the rap game, boutta attack
I'm here to take over the rap industry
Hottest white boy burnin' shit up with every rap
I'm a hot white rapper who is killing it with every verse
Don't you ever underestimate
You should never doubt my skills
I'm always hype, pullin' up with the cake
I'm always energized and carrying a lot of money with me
If it's 6 AM like holy shit
Even if it's very early in the morning
Imma still be riding the wave
I'll still be enjoying this moment
I'm lit, don't kill my vibe
I'm excited and having a good time, don't ruin it for me
I got way too many racks
I have a lot of money
I count 'em up 1-2-3-4-5, like
I count them one by one, like so
Bitch what did you except?
What did you expect?
Runnin' up all these god damn checks, like
I keep earning a lot of money
Michael Jackson Imma beat it
I'll be successful like Michael Jackson
Billie Jean, Thriller, triple threat
I'll be as phenomenal as Michael Jackson's top tracks
Like yuh
Just like that
I'm a Hypebeast
I'm always chasing the latest fashion trends
I don't care that you don't like me
I'm okay with the fact that you might not like me
Cause I'm so god damn supreme
Because I'm so exceptional
That all of these bitches screamin' wife me
Many women are attracted to me and want to be my wife
Yea I'm icy, don't try to fight me
Yes, I'm cool and you can't challenge that
Cause I'll always stay on top
Because I'll always be successful
Gotta stay on my grind and always shine
I need to keep working hard and showing my brilliance
So no one takes my spot, aye
So that no one can take my place
All of you bitches know who I am
Everyone knows who I am
Every new song got 'em hype like damn
Every new track excites my fans
Flexin' on all these hoes
I'm showing off to everyone
Like a model straight off Instagram
Like a flawless model from Instagram
And I'm always servin' straight fire
I'm always releasing great music
Do what I want, you do what you can
I do what I like, you do what you're capable of
No I'm never gonna retire
I'm never going to stop creating music
Just gettin started
I'm just getting started
Seriously Sam, ah
Seriously, it's Sam here.
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Samuel Carignan Bureau
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