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scatta g. - the movement lyrics

[verse 1 scatta g.]

it’s dark outside cold and raining in the streets
you think ain’t nothin movin until you look up and see me
walking, watching rain drops fall through frosting
for every breath i take in life the smoke take three seconds off it
so many tears shed
i should have a pool to learn how to swim in
i refuse to be a hopeless drownder for as long as i’m livin
so many tears shed
from rap dreams not taken serious
ask granny how many make it, she say one in a million
swear to god i’m the one
my mama’s only breathing son
sippin tea, kickin tree, thinking about elevating to dust
promise this not for fun
i would never play games, gang bang, or slang just for street fame
leave that to the lames
my music motivates regardless of gender or race
a pain pill
take me three times a day for pain
i quit smoking but i used to blow purple rain
find a chemical imbalance when you enter my brain
i feel ugly so please don’t make me murk a dude today
depression hurts everywhere just like the commercial say
and
you lames is cheesy so yall food to me
the point is pain ain’t nothin new to me
mothaf-cka
sometimes it takes a stand still to keep you from fallin
subtract the rap sk!lls i wouldn’t be hated this often
i give props so i’m the coolest thing walking
o.k. he could rap, but we don’t wanna hear that bullsh-t he talkin
i make music to soothe the soul because it’s cold and scared
my hommie told me he don’t rap no more and broke my heart
my mama told me she tired so i energized my brain and swallowed the strain
since i was raised in the house of pain
it’s nothin
to reach the top because the limits the sky
i haven’t reached my peek i guess i’m only medium high
got d-mn it i’m a g
if not i’ll be a g on time
either adjust to the time or get left behind
bye
they can’t be the truth because the truth is ugly
so tell them cartoon goons i said move it muttly
it’s scatta g
not scotty g
not scary g
i’ll f-ck yo b-tch one time and make her wanna marry me
this therapy, this a head rush
this motivation for any other brother who need some help to hold his head up
tell talkin n-ggas they can rest they tongue
and don’t worry about me the best is yet to come

- scatta g lyrics

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