Name: Activated
Duration: 3 min 48 s
Channel: Lou Scannon
Description: License options are available for this song. 'Papa' Lou on some Southern than South sh**!!!

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'Papa' Lou on some Southern than South sh**!!!

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Lou Scannon

Lou Scannon (loose cannon) is White-Sicillian-English-Lithuanian and who knows what. If you give a F*** don't listen to my Sh**! Just the facts here. No moet, n

This is Lou Scannon. I come from the old school, but I'm a revolutionary for the new. I'm from the deepest aspects of the underground hip hop world, and the other exteme, hardcore/punk. I aint gonna pretend to be anything I'm not. Here's what you get. I'm the product of the circumstances life has thrust at me. As you will see, my sound and my lyrics just reflect the truth.

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap

Charts

Peak #2

Peak in subgenre #1

Author

Lou Scannon

Uploaded

May 08, 2007

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:48

Story behind the song

Tired of waiting on the bench I was ready to unleash this origional style when the time was right. When people begin to tire of the "jam it down your throat until you like it - we will limit what you hear so you will buy all our carbon copy, manufactured rap stars records". bling- bling hahahahahaha NEXT!!!!

Lyrics

Verse #1                                          Ooooooh death, wont you spell me over for another year?
Step on my toes as I blood soak your corn rows. Pleasure down. Let me re-struct your nose bro. How we clown? The showdown. Hope it slows yo'? Discobobulated. It chose you, so drown clown. 
Knockin' on wood. Hope ya' luck strikes my milla'. The double drilla', the killa' I'm cor-rupt for rilla'. Fill a big ass glass. The whole cup, it doesn't matter. The more the merrier, got your whole family sadder. 
The death adder, spittin' venom out the pen. And in my time I'm severin' all throats of men. Who come across actin' sideways or stupid. Cause' in old days - you got your top split to prove it. My comin' around jumps nerves - a milla' hate it. I got rhymes up the UH, forget it I'm activated.

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