CALE SAMPSON - Cale Sampson lyrics

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Let's take it back in time man

Here's a glimpse into my childhood

I want you to see everything that I've been through before

When I was just a little kid I lived in a fantasy

'Cause I needed to escape all of the insanity

Had to find a medium, a mode to express

The heavy load on my chest that made me totally stressed

Eight years old with no siblings or father

He never bothered to help me and my mother get started

Every six months there was a different apartment

Shame from being poor almost left me broken hearted

No joke, crooks would try to crawl through my window

In the middle of the night while I was sleeping in limbo

Paralysed by fear, still I had to get up

And try to scare them face to face 'till their asses give up

When mom's was at work, I'd hear bangs at my door

And look through the peephole at gangs in the corridor

I saw hookers, drunks, arrests, and drug raids

All the finer things in life witnessed at a young age

Can't even tell you all the times I got chased

By glue sniffing scum targeting me as prey

And one time I remember I just barely got away

When I snuck through that door and slammed it right on his face

I've seen suicide, homicide, friends die of aids

Stuff that makes you awkward so I just don't ever say it

For your sake, that's why I write it down on these pages

Then release it in studios, ciphers, and on stages

Judge a book by it's cover (What's inside)

My name's Cale Sampson, I've got nothing to hide

And I ain't gotta be nice, you don't know where I've been

If you can't tell who I am, or recognise what I've seen

"I want you to see everything that I've been through before"

In grade one, they thought I was a problem kid

So they sent me twice a week to a child psychologist

Who wrote her honour's essay on the mind of little Cale

And published in some academic journal is my tale

When I'd go to set the table for breakfast or supper

There would be cockroaches crawling all over the kitchen cupboard

In my cereal bowl, plus inside my shoes

When I'd try to put them on in the morning for school

And not to mention, that I've got an older brother

Who I've never met before born to another mother

Probably never see him 'till the day my father dies

Man he lives in London England where he's struggled all his life

Most of us have had it rough, ain't looking for no pity

Moved across town to the other side of the city

To start fresh again, where I didn't know no one

It's where I discovered music and these rhymes started from

I was nine years old when I wrote my first rhyme

Inspired by these dreads in my lobby freestylin'

Didn't care I was young, or the fact I was white

Little did I know how that moment would change my life

With words of encouragement they told me to write

Could have shattered my dreams, instead they helped me get tight

And a couple years later after I moved away

I saw their video on TV, then they faded away

("Put your guns down, put 'em down! ") that's right

Cale became a monster when placed behind a mic

While all the other kids drew pictures in class

I would stand up at the front during show and tell and rap

Been working ever since through tears, sweat and blood

I've crawled through mud, now all I feel is love

So anyone that's doubted me and wondered why I do this

Hope you've found a medium that's equally as therapeutic

Yeah, so now you know

It feels good to get that out

And even if I could

I wouldn't change anything

I'm thankful