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Scott Johnson

Scott Johnson is a musician and composer known for his work in the field of contemporary classical music. He was born in 1952 in the United States and is recognized for his distinctive compositions that often combine elements of rock, jazz, and classical music. Johnson's music is characterized by its intricate rhythmic patterns and innovative use of electric guitar. He has released several albums and has been commissioned to create works by renowned orchestras and ensembles around the world. more »

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HOOK:
You know we want it 
The whips and the chains 
The Rollies and the rings 
All the finer thangs 
Material show the pain 
Material show my pain 

That’s it I had it I’m tired of livin average 
Tired workin for checks and regrettin to cash it
Tired of these bastard 
Get cash and then they flash it 
Wastin it all on plastic or turn it into ashes 
Swear they be slower than molasses 
Big bro be flippin shit like he doin gymnastics 
Scotty just be kickin shit daily like its gym class bitch 
Every time I drop a new song that bitch a classic 
Believe me I stay excellin on these instrumentals 
Scott Johnson aint in ya line up that shit detrimental 
It’s plain and simple I’ll set the bar and you try to top
Go ask ya favorite I guarantee he gone change topics 
I make em vomit got bars sick as Ebola nigga
Rhymin like I got a chip on each shoulder nigga
It’s a cold world get out the way or ran over nigga 
I’m cold hearted but my mindstate is colder nigga 

HOOK:
You know we want it 
The whips and the chains 
The Rollies and the rings 
All the finer thangs 
Material show the pain 
Material show my pain 
We wore chains and shackles when we was slaves 
Now we dip em in gold to show you we gettin paid 
Material show the pain
Material show my pain 

VERSE 2:
I see the vision it’s hard but I embrace it
Action come before words so I don’t say shit 
Livin in this city people be automatically hatin
Yaw ain’t homies they all prayin and hopin that you don’t make it 
I never get it how yaw be hatin when we the same nigga 
Grew up strugglin I went through all that pain wit ya 
F*ck the people impress for what they ain’t stayin wit ya 
Soon as you make it they swear to got that they made it wit cha 
Na homie don’t refer me you don’t really know me 
N since you ridin on my dick you mind as well blow me 
Why everybody be lookin at me all sympathetic yaw pathetic I’m sweatin from workin in my work ethic 
No regrettin before I die ima do it all
You niggas lettin these people talk you into wall 
They down to try it if people tell em money involved 
I take my time cause soon it’s gone be money for all

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