Story of Glory Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Additional vocals by Scott Little Intro vocals Scott Little Doing stuff like this, I'm hoping that, if I can help anybody in here by what I say, it'll help me. Verse one The story of glory Mama bore me poorly, fortunately for me Forced me to forsee at a floor seat view False things that all seem true Fought in the ring fostering proof A lost dream seemed like an alternate view Sought by a fool, as the wrong thing to do Consider me long gone word is bond to my mom Scott gone and Nanny gone too But I kept singing my song and ran on through All the pain Nothing but the real remain To not feel ashamed as I stand on two Before you in pursuit of the music I do My next move in this rubix cube Make your necks move and improve your view Proclaim the best news to used to be fools Thanks to the carpenter for choosing His tool Bridge Sean Little At this point I would like to cordially welcome you to the Scott Free album. A very personal piece of work that I have given myself to, in hopes of representing who I have become as an artist, a man, and child of God. As far as these vocals (no one does it better) well that's on you to decide. Verse two Have a past to run from Perhaps my raps wouldn't be him drum Up front give it full lump sum Don't play him for the fool or go and lump son In with the rest of the sinners Learned from the best of the swimmers To achieve the deep must wade through the shallow Made my way by faith now you shall know My purpose to serve it make sure that you heard it A wordsmiths concerned with the verdict determined Light has shined on the darkness Mouth piece my mind to reflect where my heart is Near the locket, around the neck So I don't forget where Scott is Which I'm being prepared for, emceeing is therefore How I reach a worldwide community But it starts right here between you and me Scott Free complete two years to the T

Transcend Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Cuts by DJ Efechto Intro chorus Ayo it goes T for the talent R for the real real A for the ambition N S stands for shhh listen C'in the END repeat it again Verse one Hip hop holds him close His God molds him slow Hims got the Holy Ghost Rock rolls him toward his present future, current past Hindsight twenty slash two o A few past twenty slash too old To pause for the bore of normality Rolls to his own roaring melody Ignoring the law pure or felony Curious George cleverly beyond the margin left for me After your listening pleasure, this endeavor Clinched to a tense, tense him never Convinced, yes sir Don't shovel hot lava or loads of paka Count it all nada to knowing my Father Upstream enough stream rowing the water The track is strutting and the flow is so proper Track separating fact and fiction For cats who actually listen Chorus one Ayo it goes T for the talent R for the real real A for the ambition N S stands for shhh listen C'in the END repeat it again (repeat once) Verse two He's an artist not entertainer So he won't settle for the garbage to entertain ya Won't meddle with the claims to Be the hardest or a gangsta, no thank ya Wont settle for the level One peddle to the metal One pebble for the devil Grown to a rebel with a anchor And to avoid danger Don't pirate his work or he gon' plank ya Making an honest living off ebonics driven Hip hop with a lot of rhythm Which is a box at the bottom, with God atop the prism Props for allotted wisdom the product in him Nonstop in the pocket like thigh on denim When all I got is lent and two cent lending Track separating fact and fiction For cats who actually listen Chorus two Ayo it goes T for the talent R for the real real A for the ambition N S stands for shhh listen C'in the END repeat it again (repeat once) Verse three So I tamed up with Vintage Cleaned up my image Free from the gimmicks Scott Free by means of repentance Redeemed from the sinister plot Transcend hip hop administered by A full fledge emcee here to finish the job Ridiculous I, been delivered and washed The image of God Witnessed in the balance of talents Valance and challenge to give what I got My labor of love runneth over to paper from cup Keep it coming for ya so ya favorite cut Acredited to the Maker for making it up Not making much, of my painstaking transparency How I apprear on cd is really me Track seperating fact and fiction For cats who actually listen Chorus three Ayo it goes T for the talent R for the real real A for the ambition N S stands for shhh listen C'in the END repeat it again (repeat once)

Crack Written exclusively and entirely by Sean Little Except for verse one written by Theory Hazit Verse one The music's like crack making fiends react You ain't dope that aint what we call rap That's what you call baking soda candle wax You can hear it on the wiz or a station that lacks No substance just a bunch of bull I refuse to pay attention and focus be under the hypnosis Ugh uh I keep the multitude moving grooving Ever since I make the track booming Crack hello kiddies Hazit The chemistry got the world losing their mind Two million and two at a time Little kids taking sex to another level Making dance moves out of them Acting like some canibles They don't think they just move on instinct Claiming animal Never show up when I wanna battle them You full of ommivks probably the worst epidemic Since the internet allowed these little busters to get in it I'm at it again pimp slapping a pad and pen Giving your lyrics a little swagger As you follow the Hazit-ous trend Wearing a name plate that says I wish you would Act like you wan it I give it to you like a poisionous hook And ugh don't shout out my city 'cause you making us look bad Calling me back pack you don't know what's in a book bag Somebody take this mic from me Cause sometimes I like to see Wack emcees on the floor in pain stifling Chorus one Rocking the third planet from the sun Until the damage is done Can you handle this one Let me hear all the noise you can manage with your lungs Rocking the third planet from the sun Taking real hip hop where it has not come Emceeing is dead if I am not one Let me hear all the noise you can handle with your lungs Verse two They call it crack so you know it's an epidemic It's far less respected than when it was just invented Unimpressed with your frees even less with your written Making me laugh so I guess that you're kidding It's not fresh when it's bitten Stripped pillaged and raped How much skill is it take To infiltrate when what they feeling is fake And rap is qualified by a grille and a chain I been feeling this way Been penning a brilliant brain been building with banging Beat smiths seeking The wise and to be taught by teachers Legitimized crack not being facetious Theory Hazit complimenting on the feature We move the product 'til you got it Line it up with the prophets and gossip synopsis God get the props and we crafted by the Potters Hands demand is rising through the roof My lines divide lies from the truth Develop a network like Verizon I am the spokesman chosen to face the Goliath tyrant The theme song for triumph Beams strong from the trial tried and tired Environment is vile and violent Vibing and vibrant a sign we're alive and striving Chorus two Rocking the third planet from the sun Until the damage is done Can you handle this one Let me hear all the noise you can manage with your lungs Rocking the third planet from the sun Taking real hip hop where it has not come Emceeing is dead if I am not one Let me hear all the noise you can handle with your lungs

Sex Sells Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Additional vocals by Sydnie Little Verse one Convinced from a young age, sex sells Older sister named Chanel Dressed well best Chanel Pressed nails Latest retail Vanity is life, the rest details Her bust but no gut strut impressed males Beauty masking a messy self No nine to five when she drive arrive in a SL Gain cash to pass she knew the test well Never F ail Quest to prevail Left mamma’s depressed cell Broken glass egg shells or rusty nails After worldly glory with guts for sale Enter from the front or tail Still at the front of the tale Heads up flipping the coin Mamma missing the point Two daughters two fathers no support so in short Mamma holds couple of jo’s pay’s low Chanel grew and knew a few moves to make dough Play the hard guy soft, play dough Mamma couldn’t save cash couldn’t save her kids Chanel name was her alias Back to her baby sis Full circle figure eight at six Lifestyle of getting aid and rich paid to trick Or minimum wage and dicked Chorus One Convinced from a young age, sex sells Sprawled on the front page, sex sells Raw if you want aids, sex sells Ignored in the dunce age, sex sells Sex is selling if you selling the sex, yes Sex is selling if you selling the sex, yes Sex is selling if you selling the sex Soon as sex is sold, onto the next (repeat once) Verse Two A mix of mamma morals Chanel desire Mamma spoke of heaven and hell she felt the fire Kept cool with the ice on In control on cruise no chicken head like Tyson Flip white if the price is right flip if the price wrong Guys keep ya eyes on, little sis Glamorous glits on her little wrist hips switch Eye lids a little flip Typical male approach straight forward A favor You’ll get paid for it long as I get laid for it Little sis turned onto his confidence Signal mixed as compliments Far as being celibate said the hell with it I’ll just sell a bit Greed for need indeed she is made more rich Money was the cushion preparing pain She could always fly away first class pushing Air in the plane Often a tourist All things could afford like Taurus Lifestyles of the lavish and lonely little sis is the poorest Chorus Two Convinced from a young age, sex sells Sprawled on the front page, sex sells Raw if you want aids, sex sells Ignored in the dunce age, sex sells Sex is selling if you selling the sex, yes Sex is selling if you selling the sex, yes Sex is selling if you selling the sex Soon as sex is sold, onto the next (repeat once) Verse Three Youth produced confused adolescence mamma plus Chanel couldn’t add a lesson little sis skipped past the path of direction After math after confession regrets set in Lies can’t settle between devil and men Little sis see lust in they face and wont pay Any time of the day To a man trying to say Trust in me Much rather push him away Then see him bust and peace The games she play so when she lay she can rest in peace The game of life hard knocks no referee Bitter taste equates the recipe She was force fed Living life to the flesh, she is of course dead Songs in the key of life, all is fair in love Amplified by not sharing love with Love Himself Just the love of self splashed with love of wealth Had her hitting Stevie notes The foolish life Far from the life to the full like Jesus quotes Chorus Three Convinced from a young age, sex sells Sprawled on the front page, sex sells Raw if you want aids, sex sells Ignored in the dunce age, sex sells Sex is selling if you selling the sex, yes Sex is selling if you selling the sex, yes Sex is selling if you selling the sex Soon as sex is sold, onto the next (repeat once)

Nevermind Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Verse One Yeah a lot of people say a lot of things I see a lot of evil and a lot of schemes Fly on eagles wings from what the devil brings To melodic strings and Delfonics sings So serene it seems To be the poster boy for keeping it clean Simply oppose the ploy seeking me as the king Deep like seeds sown So I can reap in the spring What is he on? Free from the bling And wearing whatever mask it takes To get cash and paid I’d rather pass away Then play the masquerade Look myself in the mirror You have what it takes now you have to relay The passion the pain, accurately The pattern of Your brain could be patented a brand Pack it in cellophane, sell it for fame Become irrelevant and don’t rap so intelligent Chorus One Yea so I learned to never mind what they say Never mind what they do, do, do So I learned to never mind if they hate Never mind if they rude, rude, rude So I learned to never mind if they play Never mind if they mute, mute, mute So I learned to never mind what they say Never mind what they do, do, do Verse Two So they say what about bills and responsibility For real quite chill responses are killing me Same ol’ comments content In the United Sponsorship of American mobility If You move against the grain They gotta system listen it’s ingrained Into the brain of the sane civilized and prosperous Minimilized if God exists From they simple lives of the monotonous Intricate lies of they righteousness This this is America damn it We don’t care if You can or You can not Mimic the man or become manikin can it, yea Home of the brave land of the free We prefer fake Pamela Lee Me defer steak cancerous meat Y’all don’t know what’s beef look at the camera, cheese Chorus Two Yea so I learned to never mind what they say Never mind what they do, do, do So I learned to never mind if they hate Never mind if they rude, rude, rude So I learned to never mind if they play Never mind if they mute, mute, mute So I learned to never mind what they say Never mind what they do, do, do Verse Three So now im doing what i woulda coulda shoulda Not sure if what I put out will y’all put up With the rest of it Pursuit of excellence Work like Mexican White man invested in No lesser than, set precedents The present evidence well slim to none Where him begun Breeze to my back Wind in my lungs and the Kingdom to come So I grind heavy advancing it Writing a rhyme every chance I get Remain in the Vine where the branch is set And spit hot fire like Dylan answered it For the call of freedom raise my black panther fist Yeah Mr. Rebel with a cause Level headed never regretted know what I'm peddling for And levels better than before, good Lord Chorus three Yea so I learned to never mind what they say Never mind what they do, do, do So I learned to never mind if they hate Never mind if they rude, rude, rude So I learned to never mind if they play Never mind if they mute, mute, mute So I learned to never mind what they say Never mind what they do, do, do

Proceed Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Additional vocals by Alistair Begg Intro vocals Alistair Begg One of the missing dimensions in many of our lives is silence, contemplation, meditation. Take the ear phones out of our ears, turn the tape off, turn the radio off, sit down, and shut up. And we may make far more progress in that silent contemplative dimension that any of us ever realize. But since we're not going to opt for the silent option, let me proceed. Intro Never knew how it all could change Never knew till I saw some things Never knew through all the pain Never knew counting all a loss I had it all to gain Verse They want to know how I came this far On stage feeling like a famous star Rolled up to the spot in the lamest car Whether I blow up or not im a play my part Break it down put it in layman’s for ya We can move past the strangest jargon Those who never knew May need me to say it from the start again Pardon them They want to know how I came this far On stage feeling like a famous star Rolled up to the spot in the lamest car Whether I blow up or not im a play my part Yea and my part to play start with Jay Ninth grade, rocking a high fade Fakes can’t find they way onto my tape Game time free styling with Dave I was shy and afraid Came time to rhyme on stage The talent showcase, the good old days The crew was seven-two trying to do what we do Matching Adidas suites back then we was cool Soon parted paths Think about steet smarts and I start to laugh The demo nearly gives me a heart attack Consider my old music garbage and wack Not bitter I’m gon' use it improve it proof it loop it The stamp on the back proves that two cents Is what I was left with after assets had been invested And my studio was erected Yea the price of pursuing a dream given you by a King As I’m doing my thing I never knew how I could change The old is gone And I guess I aint the same old Sean Yeah so go ahead and put your hands up Yeah go ahead and put your hands up Yeah go ahead and put your hands up Yeah yeah put your hands up Yo I never knew a love like this Yeah I never knew a love like this Yo I never knew a love like this Yeah a love like this Yo I never knew a love like this Yo I never knew a love like this Yeah a love like this

No One But You featuring Ryan Wilkins and DJ Efechto Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Verse one Never will I settle for less For anything better than best Desire many things, intelligence yes Delicate to caress Domestic impressive gorgeous Of course it's a tentative list My representative Mrs. Amidst the biggest of mess Must remain cool not get ridiculous stressed And will collect the general consensus That she has been made the literal image Of the Most High Most fly who I most post by Who I desire to eyes close by Arise close by divide my own life by dose Above reproach cause a fear of the Most When she talk you can hear in her hope She's been preparing for home Drawing near to the throne Make it clear in my poem Can't wait for you to get here I'm alone My helper suitable for the task Arrive blue eyes you are beautiful gasp Although we might not be the usual match By all means, I am so through with the bachelorhood If I say so myself, that's what's good. Chorus one Ryan Wilkins and Sean Little No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I belong to sing my song to No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I love more than myself, it's important to tell No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I find gorgeous, Lord it's glorious No one but you, no one but you no one but you Is the apple of my eye, I have to testify Verse two This is me on the road driving East again Another ride alone from a weekend in Evansville, IN seeking to be content Typing rhymes in my phone, now you beeping in So I pause stop "Erin" "Hey baby" "What's going on?" "Erin? Ugh" So I pause stop, call drop Fifteen plus past law cops No ticket from the haters, I'm in awe shocked You was right again they just on the clock Now I'm off top i c All this cash on gas doesn't make sense But it's money well spent cause I don't pay rent And I won't pay attention To other women, they get no mention Trust my words will seem true When you find a woman to complete you Chorus two Ryan Wilkins and Sean Little No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I belong to sing my song to No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I love more than myself, it's important to tell No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I find gorgeous, Lord it's glorious No one but you, no one but you no one but you Is the apple of my eye, I have to testify Verse Three She refines my style questions what I write about Says it comes from my heart to my mind to my mouth The best things in life through her I'm finding out Not ashamed that I've changed what I am about Is a product of us, life experience A whole lot of trust plus my endearments For the woman I love All I desire to have Inspired by that aspire to rap On beat when song plays, she keeps me on pace My refreshing face after long days No more buzzing neon days like John sings Soon to be a husband to my fiance No more buzzing neon days like John sings Soon to be a husband to my fiance Chorus three Ryan Wilkins and Sean Little No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I belong to sing my song to No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I love more than myself, it's important to tell No one but you, no one but you no one but you Do I find gorgeous, Lord it's glorious No one but you, no one but you no one but you Is the apple of my eye, I have to testify Outro Cuts DJ Efechto

Rest of Us Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Verse one Doing all that I can to be the best of The rest of us in flesh and blood Spread the love Until mamma tears mix with the dirt And I’m left in the mud Your music is different You depressed or what? You hear the sound of growth I have stepped it up And I ain’t gotta sell a record Your respect is enough I’m direct because where I’m coming from Directors cut When Scott left us he wasn’t impressed enough Pace paradise with posters pressing them up Even though I know it’s impossible I’m a be down here rocking a show Like Your on Your way Though I know You’re not gonna show Can’t explain the pain From the apparent loss I am the main to gain Remain, Transcend more of a man than Sampson Fully develop my weaknesses Speaking this from deep within Tears leak from the pen How I’m grieving him till I’m greeting him Chorus One Doing all that I can to be the best of The rest of us in flesh and blood Spread the love Until mamma tears mix with the dirt And I’m left in the mud (repeat once) Verse Two This is me as the voice of me under the wood Soul intentions good though misunderstood Carry like Miss Underwood Parabolically speaking like Wonder would A message for the desperate Elected scattered to collected restless till im checked in To the Great Banquet guest list Obsessed with excellence Fresh breathe in from the same old same The game won’t change 'til nice emcees stray from the lame Which I am the embodiment of Lyrically nice humble Godly love Khandi said You is who You gotta be bub I’ma do me You can follow me up No apologies for the apologia Better than ever as I die to me cause Chorus Two Doing all that I can to be the best of The rest of us in flesh and blood Spread the love Until mamma tears mix with the dirt And I’m left in the mud (repeat once) Verse Three When I rest in the mud deep six feet down Literally weep bitterly you ain’t with me now Embrace my brother tell him that it’s been a minute Death is dead in He who is bigger than it A figment of imagination Heaven is home I been patiently waiting Remained in the faith embraced by the pagan Given by the God who reclaimed his creation And sustained the vagrant in his wayward hasting Made a way for the main attraction My vain claim to fame ain’t an inkling Of the Glorious Riches imported to prisoners Living in flesh soon given to death Pruned for improvement is you listening yet? Persistently press into whom is risen from death Assuming I am whom You will soon forget Chorus three Doing all that I can to be the best of The rest of us in flesh and blood Spread the love Until mamma tears mix with the dirt And I’m left in the mud (repeat once)

Man Up Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Verse one My man Simsy told me Simply to console me He kept it so real ever since he’s known me You gon' miss mostly making memories So I hold them closely never let them go free The only sign of life is growing Chambers quoted I find provoking Rearrange Your motives define your own thing Strange to notice the mind is going futile You’ve got things to prove now The og JR at the side of my car Recited by heart if divided You’ll fall Work hard stand tall on side of the Lord Double R after his fourth cancer case Replied play the cards even if they don’t hand an ace No price paid for these words can replace Press on to say “I have ran the race” Chorus One Stand up if you a man man up Don’t tell me that you can’t cause I know you can bruh My flow is the photo focus the camera For the hope I have I hold an answer Stand up if You a man man up Stand up if You a man man up Stand up if You a man man up Don’t tell me that You can’t cause I know You can bruh Verse Two Learned by four cycles of four seasons Fall was gentle cleaned sore lesions Evidence of change could be seen in the leaves Beautiful decay on display then it freezes Winter wasn’t as cold When it snowed I was told Flaked displayed were tailor made By the Lover of my soul Individually so intricately blown Every seed intentionally sown and meant to be grown Spring reveals new life resurrected everything is healed From a fresh foundation we begin to build 'Cause caterpillars crawl and cocoon then fall and soon Wings of butterflies stu stutter in surprise And we love when they fly The scenery picture perfect or how it seems to be Summer heat rise enemy feed lies Foes become friends develop deep ties Tell it a relic embellish four cycles of four seasons You’re the reason I Chorus Two Stand up if you a man man up Don’t tell me that you can’t cause I know you can bruh My flow is the photo focus the camera For the hope I have I hold an answer Stand up if You a man man up Stand up if You a man man up Stand up if You a man man up My flow is the photo focus the camera Verse Three So when You hear let’s fly what does it mean? Let’s get away from the places we’ve already seen Flip from the pages we already read To be stripped of the cages we all really need A fresh start brand new Less playing the part handed you I am pressed to make a mark doing what I was told I can not do and I’m a man like you Same flesh same vain same stress same pain Just like You most of my days seem the same old same And I'm dealing with the same struggles Like they ain’t gon change Yet and still I derive a hope Unbeknownst to the folks that the Liar’s roped So I’m alive to fight the fight like I ain’t no joke And take heart until I arrive at home Chorus three Stand up if you a man man up Don’t tell me that you can’t cause I know you can bruh My flow is the photo focus the camera For the hope I have I hold an answer Stand up if You a man man up Stand up if You a man man up Stand up if You a man man up For the hope I have I hold an answer

The World featuring Ryan Wilkins Written exclusively and entirely by Sean Little Except for verse the chorus written by Ryan Wilkins Verse one Young successful beautiful skin Smooth as the suit that he’s in Or the coupe that he spin with the rims and the tint Few tattoos to his skin doing him to the brim Loves the world all it has to offer Loves his girl, he will off her If she stands in the way of this man getting paid Better be a fan of the fame fanning the fame His phantom is faint Haunted by the past Taunted by the task Longing for the cash Belonging to the vast Flossing and they flash Awesome and they brash Exalted as long as it’ll last And it’s all for the cash Loyal to his master That provide the desires of his eye And the spoils that he’s after But it spoils and after He is left with the toils of disaster But it spoils and after He is left with the toils of disaster Chorus One You may have it all But it will fall apart when all success is gone He may have it all But it will fall apart when all success is gone Verse Two You can have the fame and the fortune Face paint in a portrait With your name engraved at the bottom Everybody claiming you awesome So much power claiming you Austin Notorious fame Glory is vain Fairy tale turn terror end of the story’s the same A kingdom you have surely gained At a price that you paid which is purely insane In a second in a blink you done lost it You enslaved to the things you have gotten If you can’t come up off them And a heart goes hard then remains rotten A pearl of wisdom in the world we live in At the end of the day it is your decision Chorus two You may have it all But it will fall apart when all success is gone He may have it all But it will fall apart when all success is gone

Scott Free Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Verse one January nineteen nineteen eighty-one First day for their first born baby son Pop twenty Ma twenty-one crazy young Plus it was a mistake that can’t be undone Pop planned an escape but he stayed didn’t run Second son born un-to the same situation Parents hustling marriage is crumbling Couldn’t bear with each other So they just said **** it then Two boys single mother and a lot of stress Family without Father’s a mess Scott came to be my rock my god and my best And the only one who I’m trying to impress Yet, he was alone broken heart from a broken home Searching for love, which most of us don’t Find this time I’ma do what the song say Cause I know we’ve come a long long way, yeah Chorus One Pardon me brother While you stand in your glory I know You won’t mind if I tell the whole story (repeat once) Verse Two Now I know You won’t mind if I tell it correct Whenever I was alone I always felt I was less You got kicked out of Mom’s but I felt that You left So I tried mimicking you and I failed my attempts Kept trying more and more When I got kicked out you drove from the corner store Gathered all I owned moved next door to yours New house but with you I was sure secure That was ninety-nine when I developed your habits You thoughts it was cool when I said I was rapping When through some phases switched schools graduated By then Mary Jane was no longer my favorite I got involved in the ministry You almost got hauled off to penitentiary Scott and Sean was the definition of simile I was set tripping when you said you wanna mimic me Guess little brother had grown Made big brother proud now big brother longed For the scandalous love that can set a man free He looked me in the eyes and said “I want that man to be me” Chorus Two Pardon me brother While you stand in your glory I know You won’t mind if I tell the whole story (repeat once) Verse Three Now I refuse to pull the wool over your eyes Play you for the fool or try and disguise Paint a pretty view apply it with lies So I can make him pretty cool and deny how he died Scott was an addict wasn’t proud to say so Confessed his sin on his knees that April Enjoyed forgiveness claimed by the faithful Died of an overdose and taken by the angels To Paradise, allow me to clarify How a drug addict is saved from hell And inherits heaven when he can’t save himself From his own devices Lord knows he wasn’t righteous But are we anymore than he is? Middle class American fresh from the cleaners Impressed by our leaders we’ll eat anything they feed us Yet deny the God who made us with his features And died to teach us Hypocrites liars and cheaters No one is innocent in any sense Many men can’t believe this But if you can receive this and rest in Jesus Chorus three Pardon me brother While you stand in your glory I know You won’t mind if I tell the whole story (repeat once)

Follow The Shepherd Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Verse one Heart felt could never tell how I felt him Dealt the same hand that was dealt him Whipped with the same belt that pelt him Refined by the fire that melt him Scott Little little brother believe anything he tell him In Cool Water, watermelon, and menthols I smell him I would sell with him Came to the truth name Andrew had to tell him His pain on my shoulders privileged to help him April twenty-fifth the gift I knelt with him Remind myself what I tell him Don't bother with lesser Follow the Shepherd Chorus one Yeah so I holler yes sir Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd How beautiful are the feet of the messenger Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd On a journey I'm learning and yes it hurts Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd Live life 'til the end then give death it's turn Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd Verse two It's so much more to life Than copping an eight or nine 'til four or five Of that I am horrified Called into the truth, convinced, fortified Know it so well that I won't settle for a lie Punks rebel for the night Then fall in line come morning time Live in torment trying come on let's climb Out of death's valley Inhale exhale proudly Now we stand firm this is how we Remain free from following the flock Making honorable hip hop Prodigal with the gift I got Topical when I spit or talk Optical audible the visual Not logical how I got a grip on Scott With my faith in the Son and my face to the sun Feeling half baked from the blunt proposition Follow the Shepherd even in opposition When they opposing you Realize the privilege of the chosen few What about them? These are words spoke to you Hear the lies the dissonance and the culture clues Chorus two Yeah so I holler yes sir Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd How beautiful are the feet of the messenger Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd On a journey I'm learning and yes it hurts Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd Live life 'til the end then give death it's turn Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd Verse Three This be the realest song I ever wrote ever spoke Heavy load don't choke food for faith swallow slow This be the realest song I ever wrote ever spoke Heavy load don't choke food for faith swallow slow Slow slow I'm slow swallowing To make it to the top won't pop like gold bottle And so following I've lost myself No wallowing although I've lost myself Role modeling as I follow follow me To fulfillment from hollow you can follow my lead He who I'm following Shepherd to His sheep Embodied our infirmities Crushed for our iniquities His punishment brought us peace Stricken by God Spitten on by His flock Kicked and flogged Crucified fixed to a cross Died and conquered the grave I'm no longer a slave Chorus three Yeah so I holler yes sir Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd How beautiful are the feet of the messenger Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd On a journey I'm learning and yes it hurts Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd Live life 'til the end then give death it's turn Follow the Shepherd follow the Shepherd

Poured Outro Written entirely and exclusively by Sean Little Verse Being poured out like offering a drink Often when I ink heart is softer than you think Hardest part of this art is as an artist Not to be lethargic Stay harnessed to my target Yet my target audience isn't in existence Try marketing him Seems I'm marked for the win or the margin is slim Plenty in the harvest starving Sent in the margin for them Favoritism to nan nada Love what my Papa do like Grandfather And I can holla but I chose the humble Which will appeal to a few of those among you For the rest of y'all I'm still live in the flesh fresh and all Believe few trust less question all Better to be skeptical than left in the cold All I have in this world my world and my flaws Don't deserve applause my girl or my God In Derek's Webb I found myself caught Seeing things upside down how I was lost I repent of my reputation Don't want the medication give me liberation When I'm spent feeling impatient When I can't and I'm dealing with Satan Even then I am is revealing When I'm spent feeling impatient When I can't and I'm dealing with Satan Even then I am is revealing salvation