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Emotionally Scarred Video (MV)




Performed By: Skeye Blu
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: James Brear




Skeye Blu - Emotionally Scarred Lyrics




It's time to lay down, Motherf*cker get down, or come back and around
Make a motherf*ckin' sound
I'll send you to your mom in the mailbox now We about to be loud
Coming through with the pound, the beat I lay down

I say what I wanna say every f*ckin' round
And the shit goes hard
I'm emotionally scarred, been motherf*ckin' led
Down the road which I bled In the motherf*ckin' red
No soul should be dead, Motherf*cker I died

Then I came back alive, Emotionally scarred
And physically raw, Almost was raped by seven goddamn dudes
At the accord, Motherf*ckin' shit's real
In the streets it gets real, A motherf*cka' knows this

That I motherf*ckin' sound like a motherf*ckin' bill
A motherf*ckin' meal Or the ticket which we deal
Motherf*ckers know we here But we don't ever stop
But we always give, Motherf*ckers don't have

That same silhouette That physical rap
That emotional shit That f*ckin' makes you laugh
That pound that I smoke Is just what we're told
And I drive that sound Motherf*ckers that know

That we never f*ckin' wrote, I don't f*ckin' write
Cause I got it on hype, The sound I just might
Motherf*ckin' make our beat tonight But I gotta produce that sound
That I am That motherf*ckin' man

Raised in mobtown, yeah, Shout out Skylar Bell
Shout out motherf*ckin' G's Everybody in the sea
Motherf*ckin' Hurricane came f*ckin' round And led the bodies to the deep
Motherf*ckers we know Down in H-Town, whoa

Shout out Slim Thug And a motherf*ckin' Bun B
That I know, See I went into the club
And I bought me a buzz Then I got on the mic
And Bun said, I couldn't hear your dog But I was readin' your lips

That was some fire shit, He said, let me buy you a drink
I said, hell yeah, man, I said, Corona with lime
He said, let's get a time Motherf*ckers that know
Motherf*ckin' reproduce that sound as we bang
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It's time to lay down, Motherf*cker get down, or come back and around
Make a motherf*ckin' sound
I'll send you to your mom in the mailbox now We about to be loud
Coming through with the pound, the beat I lay down

I say what I wanna say every f*ckin' round
And the shit goes hard
I'm emotionally scarred, been motherf*ckin' led
Down the road which I bled In the motherf*ckin' red
No soul should be dead, Motherf*cker I died

Then I came back alive, Emotionally scarred
And physically raw, Almost was raped by seven goddamn dudes
At the accord, Motherf*ckin' shit's real
In the streets it gets real, A motherf*cka' knows this

That I motherf*ckin' sound like a motherf*ckin' bill
A motherf*ckin' meal Or the ticket which we deal
Motherf*ckers know we here But we don't ever stop
But we always give, Motherf*ckers don't have

That same silhouette That physical rap
That emotional shit That f*ckin' makes you laugh
That pound that I smoke Is just what we're told
And I drive that sound Motherf*ckers that know

That we never f*ckin' wrote, I don't f*ckin' write
Cause I got it on hype, The sound I just might
Motherf*ckin' make our beat tonight But I gotta produce that sound
That I am That motherf*ckin' man

Raised in mobtown, yeah, Shout out Skylar Bell
Shout out motherf*ckin' G's Everybody in the sea
Motherf*ckin' Hurricane came f*ckin' round And led the bodies to the deep
Motherf*ckers we know Down in H-Town, whoa

Shout out Slim Thug And a motherf*ckin' Bun B
That I know, See I went into the club
And I bought me a buzz Then I got on the mic
And Bun said, I couldn't hear your dog But I was readin' your lips

That was some fire shit, He said, let me buy you a drink
I said, hell yeah, man, I said, Corona with lime
He said, let's get a time Motherf*ckers that know
Motherf*ckin' reproduce that sound as we bang
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Writer: James Brear
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