#Departure - Son Scotty: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

#Departure

6

Hip-Hop/Rap

#Departure was released on May 28, 2017 by Son Scotty as a part of the album #22

Song Details

Album#22

Release DateMay 28, 2017

LabelSon Scotty

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM82

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Son Scotty

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ryan Scott Mereau

Ryan Scott Mereau

Songwriter

Lyrics

This what happen when you take a paintbrush and put some sound to it

Artisan task I put the mouth to it

Kill the competition like it's Auschwitz

These kids should know what time it is

Blow gas that's mad loud resemble Buchenwald

Yeah I'm very wild

I am not no cherry

Super neutral in the war

I am no blueberry (Nah Nah)

I am what I am some couldn't contain

I used to wanna go back and now I'm doing the thang

It's Son!

(Wow)

Yeah

My name is my name

Smoke the strong with my lady friend who can travel the same

These fucking kids are overdosing on the heroin

Then cry when they die

Like what the fuck you think was happening?

Naw no sympathy for the simply weak

My backstory backs my story for 10,000 weeks

What I rap

Could stop up a creek

Then unload with that (tssss)

When that Uhaul creep

I'll be gone for three years and some change yeah

Whatever you do just please don't change yeah

I speak in code cause I don't want them to know

And if you get caught it's ya own fault

You shouldn't have told a soul

Its rules for trekking

Believe in yourself you'll become the weapon

Like me

I generate, operate and destroy that

So when understand

You'll know I am rap G.O.D

How you doing you feel me?

Damn Daniel

Back at it again with them new Jordan sandals

Getting top in the bano

Trapping out the bando with the banjo

Mow Kong like Rambo

I got the juice like Chano

I heard dyke bitches wear plaid flannel and fuck rubber bananas

That's hilarious

I hit you with the various shit

I'm hot son like the thing that be on the top of the wick

Ya bitch lips is on the tip of my dick

She tried to remember

Can't spit it out because i'm on the tip of her tongue

Stop clapping the heat only pussy **** bust guns

Unless they protecting the fam

Fuck around the only thing you could eat is some flan

Goddamn I am the dog of Sam

I remember back in high school

Xavier said I was a fool for believing in some fairy man

And I got pissed off and damn near wasn't a friend

But in the end it was the realest shit that I was ever told

I used to write lightly

Now I write bold

I used to rock Adidas

Now I rock shows

I used to get mad

Now I just chill and laugh

Used to sit up in the class

And now you bitch sit on my hands

Yous a sucka if you rapping just to rap

My hands will get to milly rocking and give ya face a slap

I am the evil one from other dimensions

2012 the birthplace of Son

Now look at the sun

Hot rounds for ya pizza plate

Don't you think you've opened gates

When my struggle lines choking off ya hot 16

Off of bars you struggle by

Get on Sway and buckle now

I got the nasty works

Here's some butter for ya truffle line

Written by: Ryan Scott Mereau

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