(I heard Sam was going solo)
God damn, you didn't know so well
I can blast fast so freak an ill type of slow flow
I'm hitting harder than Berry Boss so check the golden child
Throwing it to your ear-hole, got you going buck wild
But truck-tracks, rhymes all day, breaking off niggaz proper
Did dirt, did West cause I clown coppers (yeah)
Do hip-hop, rap, compose 'em most, I couldn't see me
Mad advanced and my skills are all about the dollar bills
From Pittsburgh to Cali dropping bombs like that was on the D.L
With the squad so I couldn't hold it back
Black, I regulate I buzz a big gate figure
Mobbing with the ill n**a, with his finger on a bigger trigger
Serving all (saps), hitting sevens on the (simps),
Making do', eating shrimps, locing with some real pimps (yeah)
So peep game, best believe I love my peeps
That's why I make the type of music you can pump in your jeeps(that's right)
So buck my sound, I put it down for the underground
I got the women cause I'm slamming, jamming
Got it going on this time for this new producer to rise
So open your eyes, I think you better recognize
Once again it's the man with the masterplan
They call him Sam and I (think you better recognize) (2x)
I remember days on the blocks where I slang slung played punk cops
And mad props cause I ran with hard rocks (yeah)
From napalms to Uzi's I made G's (say what?)
Them build up enough Luther by keys
No gang affiliation, yo I stood on my own to pulling capers
I'm a sneaky slick n**a, I never had to pull the trigger (right)
I mack, and on top and that I'm used to staying wicked with just 24-7 you can ask my ex-hooker
But now I'm on some new improved shit
Making hits, stacking chips, now everything's legitimate
I flipped the scrip a long time ago, on the five-o
When I had to scope with this new way to make my cash flow (uhm)
Yes indeedy, I wasn't greedy, got my niggaz out the gutter
Now they're rolling with the Sam Sneezy
Hip hop fanatic causing static in the industry
These whack creators, I call 'em imitators (ah yeah)
Been trying to see me, but see I'm unexplainetory
With the fame and glory, that's why I gotta tell my story
With no disguise, a lot of niggaz despise
Because I'm on an uprise, so I think you better recognize
Once again it's the man with the masterplan
They call him Sam and I (think you better recognize)
Once again it's the man with the masterplan
They call him Sam and I (think you better recognize)
(Think you better recognize)
Well I'm back in the mix with a bottle of hennessy
So fire up a blunt let's have an end of the sanity
Crazy shot outs giving pounds to all my niggaz
Hitting all the hookers by the dozen, cause they dig us (trick)
F**k what you've heard, recognize what you be seeing
It's time to earn truth to the game human being
I'm that little bass n**a trying to get mine, f**k a nine
'Cause I'll incline with the mastermind
I got my crew in my corner so I can't loose
'Cause I'm paying mad douze in this record biz, I don't snooze
And suckers be popping at those idiotic egosytible type of flimflam
I can't be faded Sam-am
Playing with the hustlers never dealing with the knucklehead bollers
'Cause boys play with toys and scholars play with dollars
I'm a mack of my own right, plus my game is tight
Baby get it right, I ain't the one, so take flight
Bitches give my mad rep, nothing but the brazen off tempo
Thinking they can get my loot, I never trip to knock the boots
I gotta be wise, when time to dip between the thies
All eyes on the price, so I think you better recognize
Once again it's the man with the masterplan
They call him Sam and I (think you better recognize)
Once again it's the man with the masterplan
They call him Sam and I (think you better recognize)
Once again it's the man with the masterplan
They call him Sam and I (think you better recognize)
Once again it's the man with the masterplan
They call him Sam and I (think you better recognize)
