Scutta Man(Cam Rascoe) Scutta Man

Scutta Man was a homie of my homie's but no homie of mine. Code of the streets, honor among thieves, we'd all abide.
Scutta, without honor, obeyed no rules, death on his side.
Rape, steal, kill, commit heinous crimes for less than a dime.

Lacking in morals, no pride nor shame.
Living to cause pain, it was all just a game.
If evil offered celebrity he'd enjoy great fame.
Gleefully victimizing and terrorizing, weak, elderly and lame.

Time served, nothing learned, emerging more of a threat.
Night stalker, sexually offending, Crime Hills' worst yet.
Hurt was his work, putting in overtime on his set.
Karma is alive and we die how we live, that you can bet.

Scutta died doing what he loved, brazenly robbing his neighbors minus concern or respect.
Twenty-Eight years old, he reaped what he sowed, shot dead over a stolen TV set.

Scutta Man

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