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Rap Rap Rap (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Zion I & the Grouch Are Heroes in the City of Dope (Zion I) · Oscar's Grouch Jamboree (Sesame Street) · Bah Humbug!: Christmas Songs for Grouch & Grinch (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Senseless (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Senseless (Dewayne Strong) · Senseless: Live at Cantone's, 1982 (The Real Kids) · Gratuitous Sax & Senseless Violins (Sparks) · Rap Mania: The Roots of Rap [Video/DVD] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Rap Mania: Roots of Rap (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


A chapter is what you're after 

[Hook] 
Zion I: Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need 
Grouch: To help them trace my tracks 
Zion I: Lord Gimmie what I
lyrics cold bumrushing 
Touching your brain leaving it, left, while recovering 
Tagged, by the fact they rap the daily contract 
And ac-cessory the best
by a bit or two I admit a fool I act
often can I nope and let it slip into my raps
like my dick into the crack of freakin females
break em off like Lee
nigga
you can be loved by millions but one clown can pull the trigga
see you aim to get bigger they break for your downfall
your life is how you living
There's no blanket for the truth (I can't see!) 
I got a loose end of a lie, this amateur he tried to get by 
The size is more greater, and equator more
flags up, yes sir
You a burr that don't mean you dress fly
A lot of people hittin' on me, mad to see me on
You grouch, Oscar, Academy Award
I can play
There's no blanket for the truth (I can't see!) 
I got a loose end of a lie, this amateur he tried to get by 
The size is more greater, and equator more
[Chorus: Grouch]
No strings are attached
This is who I am
My rap is not an act
I am my own man

I don't want it to be how it used to be
I want
Heartbreak suzie playing with my mind 
(me can't believe the girl have me under so much raps)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time 
(make my
fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of God, I was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, I
can you be?
When you getting little sleep and all you eat is take out
But the show must go on when you live in dusk 'till dawn
If I don't rap every
fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of God, I was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, I
Sponsored by Heavenbound
My name is Scarub
I got a question for ya

[Chorus]
[PSC]
P to the S to the see
By request to be fresh equals how I rap
get pimped
We're never said to beat any listener senseless
Heavy weighters livin' major, pumpin' this here, no circumference
Who is this? O.C.
efforts is senseless, Hariett Thus
Ridin rare breed, fuck buyin a jar
I smoke the engineer weed motherfucker
Bitch got stuck in Wells Fargo, Brick City
to the wind
They want to put my third eye in the crosshairs and then
Let rounds off
But see life is a gamble
I stay on my toes like (Ben Vereen?)
And I seen
Let's do it

[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
the kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent

Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi
Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by Tuesday
It's gucci mane
[The Grouch]
That looks good but what's on the inside?
What's on the other side?
What's on the flip?
Tell me what I get, is it all of what I see?
If
Let's do it

[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
content with the mastery of words
Realize the importance is just being heard
By fans who love you and you love them
And honestly it's love that moves this
because I will rebel against
any oppressor, and this is known as self defense
I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic
But when the shit gets
efforts is senseless, Hariett Thus
Ridin rare breed, fuck buyin a jar
I smoke the engineer weed motherfucker
Bitch got stuck in Wells Fargo, Brick City
Finesse is dangerous  so those who came to fuss 

Will fuck around and get smoked like angel dust 

Swift with the gift when I'm dropping my shit 

I do
begin to explain
I tantalize your senses with sentences
since it's senseless to attempt this
my plan to rise is endless
i'm generally known to be off