Artista Tedashii
Genero: Hip Hop
Disfruta la música cristiana de Tedashii, uno de los cantantes más influyentes del género Hip Hop. Escucha sus canciones más populares, explora sus álbumes y conoce su trayectoria.
Son of Sam : Tedashii
Disfruta la canción Son of Sam de Tedashii, una canción cristiana donde la letra y la melodía se unen para expresar un mensaje de fe y alabanza a Dios.
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Letra
Son of Sam
Tedashii
[Intro: Andy Mineo]
Son of man or son of Sam?
[Chorus: Tedashii]
Woo, son of man, son of Sam (What?)
Tryin' to find who I am (Why?)
On the 'Gram, hun'ed grand (Bow)
All alone, strugglin' (Ugh)
Stretch my hand, rubber band (Doh)
Had the plan, but I ran (Woo)
Watch your man, underhand (Ugh)
Son of man, son of Sam (Woo!)
Son of man, son of Sam (What?)
Tryin' to find who I am (Why?)
On the 'Gram, hun'ed grand (Bow)
All alone, strugglin' (Ugh)
Stretch my hand, rubber band (Doh)
Had the plan, but I ran (Woo)
Watch your man, underhand (Ugh)
Son of man, son of Sam
[Verse 1: Tedashii]
Mind lost when I lost mine, cryin'
You never think this is it (Nah)
You never think you gon' quit (Uh)
I wish this didn't exist (Yeah)
Two days in a new haze, temptation so hard to resist (Yuh)
What wasn't can never be missed (Nope)
He gone and I just can't pretend (Man)
Hit 35 down to 75, took one on Rogers then I made a right (What?)
I-45 to my cousin's house for that purple haze and that purple Sprite (Skrrt)
Got no strength, just all anger, now can't believe this my real life (Ugh)
Turn the phone off, I'm 'bout to go off
Cried the whole time, I drove all night (What? Gone)
Then I just start second guessin'
Wrestlin', tellin' myself I'm a Christian (What else?)
I feel the weight of depression, centered I'm not, can't find my convictions (Nah)
But I got reason to question church
If they cut you off then you missing (Ha)
Maybe that move is a blessing
Adequate, man that's what I call religion (Woo)
She asking me where I'm at (Uh)
'Crae said you've gone off the map (What?)
Feel like I'm under attack
I get defensive react
I really believe that He real (Nah)
But I can't ignore what I feel (Nah)
My heart getting harder to heal (Ugh)
Guess I just keep it concealed
[Chorus: Tedashii]
Woo, son of man, son of Sam (What?)
Tryin' to find who I am (Why?)
On the 'Gram, hun'ed grand (Bow)
All alone, strugglin' (Ugh)
Stretch my hand, rubber band (Doh)
Had the plan, but I ran (Woo)
Watch your man, underhand (Ugh)
Son of man, son of Sam (Woo!)
Son of man, son of Sam (What?)
Tryin' to find who I am (Why?)
On the 'Gram, hun'ed grand (Baow)
All alone, strugglin' (Ugh)
Stretch my hand, rubber band (Doh)
Had the plan, but I ran (Woo)
Watch your man, underhand (Ugh)
Son of man, son of Sam
[Verse 2: Tedashii]
No stalkin', yeah, just creepin' (Uh)
Other side they don't see it, other side can't believe it
He's Doctor Jekyll, Mr. Hyde (Huh)
Took 'em back and then signed (Uh)
Apologetic for my crimes (Ah)
Broken record on rewind (Uh)
Done with that, I feel like I really dummied that (Woo)
He owe apologies, run me that (Woo)
My only way that I'm comin' back (What?)
It's true when I move like a cul-de-sac (Uh)
I wanna leave but my son is dead (Yeah)
Playin' the field like a running back (Huh?)
But these evil thoughts like the son of Sam (Woo)
Yeah, man, I need help for real (Woo)
Called up BJ when we left the crib
At the show he told me rest, for real (Yo)
Echo to echo, I don't chase green like a gecko (Nope)
I confessed all that I'm thinkin', 'Crae told me to set in
I know that you hurt but don't let go (Facts)
I'm really tryin' to be free (Woo)
But what if they lyin' to me (Well)
Panic attacks, I can't breathe (Nah)
Feel like I'm dying from grief (Yeah)
Tell me God if you there (Please)
Certain days I don't care (What else?)
Since Chase passed, it's hard for me to stay here
[Chorus: Tedashii]
Son of man, son of Sam
Tryin' to find who I am
On the 'Gram, hun'ed grand
All alone, strugglin'
Stretch my hand, rubber band
Had the plan, but I ran
Watch your man, underhand
Son of man, son of Sam
Son of man, son of Sam (What?)
Tryin' to find who I am (Why?)
On the 'Gram, hun'ed grand (Bow)
All alone, strugglin' (Ugh)
Stretch my hand, rubber band (Doh)
Had the plan, but I ran (Woo)
Watch your man, underhand (Ugh)
Son of man, son of Sam
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