Scott Free

by Sean Little

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released June 30, 2008

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Track Name: Story of Glory
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
Track Name: Transcend feat. DJ Efechto
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)
Track Name: Crack feat. Theory Hazit
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
Track Name: Sex Sells
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)
Track Name: Nevermind
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
Track Name: Proceed
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
Track Name: No One But You feat. Ryan Wilkins and DJ Efechto
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
Track Name: Rest of Us
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)
Track Name: Man Up
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
Track Name: The World feat. Ryan Wilkins
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
Track Name: Scott Free
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)
Track Name: Follow The Shepherd
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
Track Name: Poured Outro
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