Young Seattle Pt 3 - Sam Lachow/Jarv Dee.mp3

[00:01.96] [Verse 1: Sam Lachow]
[00:03.94] (Uh, uh)
[00:04.95] (Here we go)
[00:06.57] Young Seattle (Woo)
[00:08.33] Part 3, c’mon
[00:10.64] Where you at?
[00:12.79] I’ve been gone for the winter
[00:13.61] Back stage ring leader, kill ‘em all in a minute
[00:15.90] Huckleberry slim pickin’s, it was all inconsiderate
[00:18.13]**** 'em
[00:20.07] They need me like a plug to a clucka
[00:21.12] Now where you at?
[00:22.84] I don’t know anymore
[00:23.88] My whole posse came through the party when she open the door
[00:25.52] And if you down with the freak, I’ll be your man for the week
[00:28.60] They mess around behind your back, ya call me Sammy La-cheat (Ha ha)
[00:30.40] Now where you at?
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[00:31.83] [Verse 2: Jarv D]
[00:32.96] Probably somewhere I shouldn’t be
[00:33.98] Basking in m*******as while laughin’ at those ain’t feelin me
[00:35.56] How he gon’ kill my vibe?
[00:37.39] He cannot match my energy
[00:38.76]B***h you're not offending me, please don't catch no injury
[00:41.59]Name tat on a couple of b*****s, they gon' remember me
[00:43.94] Your music so forgettable, waste of space in my memory (Oh)
[00:46.47]Do this shit for fun, but we getting' funds
[00:48.70] While these haters lookin stupid throwin shade up on the sun
[00:50.51] I’m with my gang, where you at?
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[00:52.32] [Verse 3: Gifted Gab]
[00:53.31]I'm where I'm at b***h, **** 'em
[00:54.05] I’m tryna cop a dub, I’m on 23rd and Judkins (Heh)
[00:56.62]You know it's something when niggas hit cuts and rollin up blunts and breakin out dutches
[01:01.51] Makin mad ruckus, trust me I’m the illest
[01:03.92]I'm a mother****ing monster, I'm subconsciously a killa'
[01:06.30] I be bustin hella don**s, I be bumpin hella Dilla
[01:09.31]I am talking to the grown-ups, don't forget [?] gang ya b***h
[01:11.90] Now where you at?
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[01:13.19] [Verse 4: J Byrd]
[01:13.77] I’m in the trap house
[01:15.54] Smacked out with fat loud, bats in the background
[01:16.86]With a couple white b*****s, keep 'em passed out
[01:19.01] One getting lined up the other getting capped out
[01:21.46] [?]
[01:25.08] Rollin like a carousel, higher than a ferris wheel
[01:26.15] Laced guys share their pills
[01:28.02] Likely with the Seroquel
[01:29.01] In a slew of groupie ratchets fighting for a pair of heels
[01:32.75] Where you at?
[01:33.29]
[01:33.42] [Verse 5: Dave B]
[01:33.80] Probably in the suburbs
[01:35.04] Probably with some white girls, I got m***y in the cupboard
[01:36.78] I be Jazz, I be Blues
[01:37.79] I be high, I be solo tho
[01:39.35] I ain’t got the answers, don’t be rocking hella polo doe
[01:41.79] My mind in the matrix, blind to the basic
[01:43.99] Running out of everything but time and amazing
[01:46.53] My aura be auspicious
[01:47.90] I’m bombing your prom pictures
[01:49.67]Crashing a Zumba class eating Ziti with bomb b*****s
[01:51.71]**** now where you at?
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[01:53.47] [Verse 6: B Skeez]
[01:54.09] I’m in the valley
[01:55.15] Somewhere in the hood, shooting dice up in the ally
[01:56.63] I love my city but my kush come from cali
[01:59.63] We move fast, we be Audi (Pew)
[02:01.50] Get a P for twenty-two and sell it for three thousand
[02:04.55] I need a whip with no roof that I can style in
[02:06.87] Hustling out here, ducking out here
[02:09.46] Man you fat dudes bluffing out here
[02:11.24] Look in the mirror (Uh)
[02:12.34] Now where you at?
[02:13.45]
[02:13.93] [Verse 7: Ryan Campbell]
[02:14.12] Suran wrap rapping
[02:15.35] Banana Goo Pie and a hundred gram patties
[02:16.35] The rubber bands fly, I’m a hundred gram stacking
[02:19.39] Been a hella long time since I’ve had to gram bag it
[02:21.48] Real bad habit, loud like static
[02:23.84] She tests these keys, nose white like ceramic
[02:26.37] The SPD tried to harass these rappers
[02:29.01] We’re the ODB we some young dirty bastards
[02:33.89] Now where you at?
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[02:34.39] [Outro: Sam Lachow]
[02:34.66] Doing something dumb
[02:35.17]Big homies keep ****ing with me
[02:35.90] I always feel hella young
[02:37.11] These groupies keep doing bumps
[02:38.23] Come morning we boo the sun
[02:39.61] Can’t hang on m***y grown fangs and chewing gum (Uh)
[02:42.02] Guess a lot’s changed since the last record
[02:44.81] I used to keep the ladies and (Shh) the rap separate
[02:47.11] But now I fell in it
[02:49.92] And I guess at this point I can’t tell the difference
[02:51.97] Young Seattle
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