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Still Scratchin
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A real direct song about being game in life.
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Real HipHop with the message. HipHop,T.H.U.G., or T.H.U.G.R.I.D.A.H.S. GOD CORE RAP.
Whats up my peoples, this be the E.N.F.A.MALE, and I came to bring you some real hiphop. To give you a taste of my life, and what I live. I hope to inspire, and if not I hope to enlighten you. I just want to make that music that ah speak out, and take the nation by storm. I'm some-what direct in my approach to speak my message. But I believe true hiphop has a message, so I try to drop a jewel in every song. I believe what I spit, and I spit what I believe. (remember)Just because you don't see it don't mean it anit real. You'll feel me. I do it out of love.
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Charts
Peak #1,694
Peak in subgenre #875
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written by E.N.F.A.MALE/produced by E.N.F.A.MALE
Rights
ASCAP
Uploaded
March 10, 2006
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MP3 4.8 MB 128 kbps 5:12
Story behind the song
The song came about because when I look at life, and situations and how bad things have gotten in America it made me mad, and I hope to be heard and to inspire people to strive to be free as GOD made them. And since I love Pitbulls"Bulldogs". I used what they were bred for in the beginning to compare us to our life situation, and the fight to be free.
Lyrics
I'm still scratchin as I fight throught the struggles, If you don't know what that mean, I haven't gave up fighting the troubles, And I know GOD is my muscle and its not my strenght when you see me bustin lifes bubbles, I'm like a game dog let go of my muzzle When you see me scratch I go hard, taken bites out the devil, Understand this other level And this life anit sweet, like you taste in a bag of skittles, I'm trying to fight against the evil in men, And its in our hood and it slipped in our country again, And I anit talkin bout Bin Laden my friend, I'm talkin bout these laws ,you made to take freedom from men, Trying to take away my right to choose, My rights to privacy, my rights to be me, Just tryin to let America see, Look at the powers that be and they still deal racially, (Chorus) (They go me down in the pit, and I took a good thrashin, MAN I got the heart to keep Scratchin I got the heart like a PIT, and I'm beatin and bashin, Man and you know I'm still Scratchin)
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