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#Thedifference
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Hip-Hop/Rap
#Thedifference was released on November 21, 2015 by Son Scotty as a part of the album #21
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Album#21
Release DateNovember 21, 2015
LabelSon Scotty
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Son Scotty
Son Scotty
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Scott Mereau
Ryan Scott Mereau
Songwriter

Lyrics

This the type of shit that gets me irate
I see a cop and swing unexpectedly like a blind date
Met this one chick
Thin waist
And a pretty face
Her family was right there
And still asked for the dinner date
Took her out the one time
Got ass on the first day
Bounced out her crib
And sped off in the night
Aye
Unforgivable
Like when I'm mashing all my syllables
Or how I got a death wish I never opened at christmas tho
Im going harder than
Trying to break a diamond slab
Slide on through to ya spot like before the fuckin jimmy jam
I got more hit records than terry lewis
My brain will hear a solitary key played
And go completely stupid
Hold on wait
I can't see
I think im going lucid
I can now see through walls
Like they was translucent
Ok let me cut the rug
I am not on fucking drugs
Dont look at me or call the cops
And dont play that shutterbug
Im bout to go on holiday
See you next tuesday
Beat the cat up like I was spike in the worst way
Rolling weed and blowing that fire like its a birthday
Take the bench
Where I used to sit
And smack J.R Smith
Its Son Scotty back up in this bitch
I got a tape he got a tape so whats the difference
Mine is the one you see up on them posters
Yours is the one I used to use as a coaster
The limitless drug use it to win Wimbledon
I been sick with the raps I was showing the symptoms then
Kept on going with it cause I knew that I'd be rich again
Just to flex in the trench again
I like seeing my money fold
But I ain't got no Michigan
Bankroll
You see me soul floating by me dont that shit look old
I been here a million times
This shit never gets old
And
I believe in some things
Just not the Episcopal
No saints around me when I black
Cause they all crap
And as a matter of fact
Man
Primevil my raps
And im not at camptons when I be smokin them bats
I be pushing through buffalo orange shirt in a black ac
Written by: Ryan Scott Mereau
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