Samsa really Early

Plane - Samsa

I do not own this song it belongs to samsa, Shere Khan, iamfaceless and any other aliases they may go under.

This comes from a live performance:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B2UllMf-gWw

samsa - The Quiet Ones

I call the shots, I run the bulls, I’m Michael Jordan
Hit it with a little bit of push and a little bit of pull when the goddamn mic recordin’ 
I bring the Heat, I rep the East, I’m like the Celts
I don’t even know what to do  with the gold that I get
Bitch, I’m Michael Phelps

I’m like Lebron, I get the gold, I’m Shere Khan, Y’all carry bronze
I’m Randy Moss, I’m Mary Kom, my game on roids, I’m Barry Bonds

I got a cancerous horde of fans like I’m Lance on the Tour de France,
with a quarter gram of performance enhancers trans/planted in my veins
with 808’s and bourbon whiskey, 
rappers that battle with me fadeaway like Dirk Nowitzki,

but listen, a couple of years and Khan’ll be rappin’ in college arenas
over the net where I’m  serving you bitches, all of you haters can call me Serena
Call me Sabrina, the way that I’m rappin’ and bringing the Magic I’m Tracy McGrady
Y’all motherfuckers stay warming the bench, and the Khan get way more play like he’s Brady
 

 


Sports

Produced, arranged, mixed, and mastered by myself, Grei: https://soundcloud.com/deegrei

1st verse was written and performed by samsa (previously known as Shere Khan): https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa

2nd verse was written and performed by Alexander the Great (aka ATG): https://soundcloud.com/alexander-the-great-atg

The hook lyrics and melody were written by Grei. 
They were dopely interpreted and performed by Sunrey: https://soundcloud.com/sunreyhiphop

The choir, and supplementary percussion (rapid kick pattern, hi hat work, and some FX percussive elements) were provided by J Megastar: https://soundcloud.com/official_megastar

This track is the result of a team oriented competition over at r/MHH where producers and rappers are grouped randomly, given a theme and deadline, and have to make a song to be voted on competitively against other teams. Find r/MHH here and join in: http://www.reddit.com/r/makinghiphop/

Artwork created by Grei, sorry Jesus.

Don't Blame Me (ft. samsa, ATG, & Sunrey)

Producers soundclouds:
@EngelwoodMusic
@astral_beats
@Willhouse
@OMFGCoreyAlexie

Features soundclouds:
@iamfaceless
@ADP
@TheRealReeG
@BernardWillis


Quiet feat. Samsa (prod. Astral)

Yo, straight out the dungeons of suburban streets,
I stay so deeply underground that no one’s heard of me
I murder the competition just through my emergence
someone call a goddamn ambulance, cause this is an emergency
A regular night for you you’re piteous with girls cause you’re hideous, inert, and just an idiot with words. Like is the ‘Iliad’ an idiom, a pronoun or a verb? Just shut the fuck up, you’re making me seriously berserk.
I’m lyrically absurd, I’ve got a myriad of work, these redacted think I’m a bad ass, miscreant alert. I’ve got trillions of girls in their skimpy little skirts on my sofa at 4 in the morning watching Phineas and Ferb.
So I’m out at Starbucks, and I’m feeling like a mocha cap 
Now this blonde girl’s feeling me, so she approaches and 
I turned her down, cause I already had my quota met 
she turns around all bummed out and that’s when I notice that 
the girl is wearing yoga pants, like, damn, she’s wearing yoga pants, 
changed my mind, cause, yoga pants, I fucking love me yoga pants 
took her home and instantly she showed her breasts and moaned for sex 
so I turned her over and then fucked her on the sofa bed
Look, When I say I have a lot of sex, I, well- I’m lying 
Cause when I fuck while standing up, my legs get tired 
My ex doesn’t call back, she doesn’t text me either 
cause when she asked me about her cunt I told her her best friend’s was tighter
I’m notorious for inappropriately launching boners 
I dated this heartless chick, I’m glad I got to know her 
She took so much from me now that’s all I get off to 
so I invite corpses over so I can be their organ donors
I creep the corpses out of the morgue and free them 
I keep the corpus in a bucket. list, I’m morgan freeman 
I fuck the corpulent ones first, and more than frequent 
My corporal narcolepsy tends to leave my mornings freakish
I used to watch a lot of porn so I lack dopamine 
So sexually I’m darker than usual, like black ovaltine 
I’m the kind of guy you’d never quite catch smoking weed, 
but jacking off to horny horses fucking fatass roped up teens
And I’m not joking, please, my sexual potency 
is directly proportional to how gross my kind of porn can be 
Spent my childhood on redtube dot com and set a precedent 
I would only be turned on by hot moms, so call me oedipus
You say bitch and slut so much, you start every line with em’ 
Bitch, it’s not my fault that so many things tend to rhyme with em’
Critics say my lyrics are too sexually prompted, listen 
I talk about whatever, why the fuck do you have a problem with ‘em? 
I don’t give a shit whatever you’re fucking calling it 
‘it’s joke rap, nerdcore, hipster shit, it’s fucking all of it’ 
You’re false with it. you try to vaguely generalize but you’re totally fucking wrong with it.’
Your mistakes makes you seem like you’re nervous and tense 
I’m cleverly on a beat like I’m worth double the best 
Inhale deep, like the words of my breath 
I never sleep, cause slee-

lol my first rap ever, ignore this

produced by @razor-boomarang
mixed by @TevinWmusic

rap like I'm on the dean's list honor roll,
when I spin schemes like a seamstress, on a roll,
seedless, on a roll, y'all plead fifths like you speechless,
my speech sick like I got a cold, double rainbow flow,
got a pot of gold, yo, I'm a level 99, y'all do not evolve,
pokemon flows, I done found em', I caught em' all,
y'all can't spit like your mouth's full of cotton balls
the rap game, you are not involved,
every sorta thing I'm good at is a problem you gotta solve,

enthusiasm you should curb it, talk less
I be breathing fire like a serpent, loch ness
evangelic like a church is, god bless
y'all ain't even gotta hear the sermon, just nod yes
or applaud, yes, jean-claude van damme
when I kick a verse up on soundcloud, bandcamp,
when I kick a verse like it's Tae Kwon Do with
the mic on low, you're a micron, I'm an icon 
whether iPod or a Nikon,
"oh my god, yo, there ain't nobody like Khan"
"that's all I hear when I'm outside"
when I kick it high gear with the sound bytes

Khan goin' mad like I'm King Lear
really though, goin' mad, I don't think clear,
nowadays, I spend all my time on the couch
watching old episodes of The View while I drink beer

I used to go to bars 
but I'd just make it weird
walk into the club with a cape and a fake beard
and maybe buy an appletini with the peach fizz
panic on the dance floor, stand there speechless

Peach Fizz

The Mixtape is finally here! You can download the tape for free at www.tevinwilliams.com/#!music/c1x9v
You can also check out the Right Now Music Video at www.tevinwilliams.com/#!videos/c9qb

Something To Prove Feat. Samsa Prod. Rilo15

Off The Jump Presents a new single by @iamsamsa

Produced by: 
https://soundcloud.com/lostronin

Mixed by:
@ibr

Cover Art by:
@passive155

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Annotate this song on rapgenius: https://genius.com/Samsa-cuttlefish-annotated

Lyrics: 

i wish i had your colors
i wish i had your colors
and your second sheet of skin


I was the camera shutter
you were the camera flash
you dressed in camouflage
  I- I wore pajama pants


I was a manatee
you- you were a cuttlefish,
i moved in cavalcades, lumbering
you could choreograph a ballad in the muscle tissue of a subtle twitch
masquerade as something other, make your outer colors switch
i was sculpted out of slate, you grew out a floral wreath
i had dorsal flippers, you had tentacles and plural feet
and twisted past the crevices and left me by the coral reef 

bereft of thought, left abroad
always acted like you spoke the breath of God
concrete cephalopod
of course you couldn’t let me in
coagulate your casing when I touched you with my ventral fin
polaroids with exes, you had emerald skin, several tints
watched your soma shimmer when you texted him
i’ve seen all your colors fade, it’s me that you’ve lost interest in
beige or blue at home but you could toggle through a range of hues
flash an orange smile to men that you were just a stranger to
never was a creature that you couldn’t change into, 
nothing complicated for you mimic octopus, what can’t you do 
stage yourself an angelfish, change to an electric eel,
arrange yourself in halo rings, conduct a charge of sex appeal

never knew if you would give me voltage or a spark,
me, a goldfish at the surface, you would puncture through the dark
as you were coming, never knew if you were dolphin or a shark
when you pulled your disappearing act and cast me your good-byes
i would ask you why you’re leaving, you would mask it with your lies
selective memory, forget the good, remember when i fucked shit up
hold onto regrets and petty arguments with suction cups
bioluminescent, you would find me if try and hid
giant squid feelers, venom lion fish fins

when you pulled your disappearing act and cast me your good-byes
i would ask you why you’re leaving, you would mask it with your lies
practiced master of disguise, go and blast me with your dyes
inkjet smokescreen me with mascara from your eyes

i was nothing like you; i was colorless, maladroit
i saw us as lovers, not as color-coded data points
on some sort of a lab report, i tried to become you
change my patterns often and take us back to what we had before
but i could never do it, you could see through my chromatophores
control me with your colors, what’s a sea cow to a matador 


you- you were a darter fish
facelift artifice
garter snakeskin scales
shapeshift cartilage


I was the camera shutter

you were the camera flash

you dressed in camouflage

I- I wore pajama pants


I was a manatee

you- you were a cuttlefish,

i moved in cavalcades, lumbering

samsa - cuttlefish

samsa - komodo (reupload)

Samsa - Conch 

This was on his vlog channel 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M08TmhTTQfI&ab_channel=samsavlogs

Conch - Samsa

Lodewijk