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Sam Lachow - Uncle Birds

 
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{Intro: Ryan Campbell}
Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah
Ooh

{Verse 1: Sam Lachow and Ryan Campbell}
Okay
It wasn't pretty
And I don't know what it is
But the sun sets and I become different (Ah)
There's something in it (Ah)
I'm done running from one city to one
Tell the law, if they want me to come get me (Uh)
If I was to give you one itty bitty piece of advice (Woo)
It'd be to lie to police till they read you your rights (Uh huh)
Not a single receipt, or a piece they can find
And it's harder to keep, but it's easy to hide
I'm easy to find, I'm where I'm always at
A little older, got a cramp in my shoulder and lower back
When the money and the marriage overlap
I told 'em ring me that Toyota back with Arizona tags (Uh)
And eenie meenie miney Motorola fold in half
30 seconds on the phone is 30 extra on the tab
I don't wanna go and see it, I don't even know who asked
All they needed for conspiracy is a single photograph

{Bridge}
Ooh
La la la la la
Ain't nobody else said it

{Verse 2}
Uh, I'm been often told I kinda got a John Travolta vibe (Uh)
I told em kindly, "Would you specify which role and why?"
Either way I'm very honored (Uh)
Just don't compare me to Aaron Rodgers (Ooh)
I'm rarely bothered
But lately, something's been keepin' me up
It's funny, you think there's money, be reason enough
But one thing's for certain, they don't peak through the curtains (Uh)
The phone rings on the first and the 15th of the month
So let's keep it a buck (Uh)
I could probably sell a fuckin' tree to a stump
And I can sell an eskimo a code
I could sell a dial tone to a phone (I know)
I could sell a clone of myself to myself
So I could really just be knowin' myself (Uh)
Give him a hug and get a hold of myself
And then return him when I'm over myself (Ah)
And I'm into expensive habits
Dinners and linen jackets (Yep)
Summers in Barcelona
Spent the winters in Aspen (Woo)
I'm international, tell 'em whatever happens
Never return to sender, you give 'em a different address
Minimal interactions, don't tell, never ask (Uh)
I learned quick to limit the chitter chat (Cha cha cha)
Lit a fire, turned every last bit of it into ash
I feel like every burnt bridge was lit by a Tinder match
And every fire started tender and light-hearted
Smiles at the bar, pretending to like Target
The fun lasts till the nights get longer
Said for us, come back, I'm quite the charmer

{Chorus}
I'm proud to say she's mine
Ain't nobody else said it

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Sam(my) Lachow is a 24 year old hip hop artist (and producer of music videos) from New York and Seattle. He started making music videos in elementary school, and formed a group with his friends called Shankbone in the seventh grade. He comes from a long line of artists, and is currently studying at City College in New York City.

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