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to lay with, us to bust 
So I spend my day programming what...sounds? 
Cosmo bound to rap into the break of dawn 
So they can hear and know it's on 
If
really likes that.

I love to watch Nickelodeon
You might say I grew up on Sesame street
My favorites are Big Bird and Oscar the Grouch
And I think
grouch
You're gonna blow our cover, can't keep us from getting loud
Yeah, you might as well forget it, it's gonna find it's way out
No, you can't hide
you, it isn't fair! 
I hate Christmas! 

People loaded with good will, giving presents, what a thrill 
That slushy nonsense makes me ill 
I hate
and me,
And that was Mother's Day of 1953

If it appears that I've become a grouch,
It's all these years of sleeping on the couch
I hear Gibraltar just
about it (you too?)  I doubt it, doubt it
Nevertheless I struggle, try and get my bubble on
Stumble 'pon a little light I'm tryin to magnify
I'll be
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
(PSC):
Hey, it only gets better now
We committed ourselves to improving the sounds that you hear
Brotha From Anotha, PSC
Making it hard for emcee's
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
And that's the thing bob pulls the strings
So you know it when you hear me sing
Howdy doody howdy doody
Howdy doody in the woodshed
[The Grouch]
Follow me, follow me
I'm goin.. on a little, excursion
Check it out

Won't you take me away, sweet music
Take me away..
Never lead me
pissed it
never really works out the way that I had wanted
And I'm talking about life on the whole
It doesn't feel too right when you do not meet your
Yeah man, I'll smoke with you you know what I'm saying?
I'm saying it ain't nothing you know what I'm saying it ain't shit to me
You know what I'm
He'll take a jacket, suit, or vest 
And clean it so you'll look your best 

(pic of Oscar The Grouch, naturally, driving a garbage truck) 
The trash
on
Bitch my platform is here, get off
I'm pissed off and, you ain't shit
Now who can't grip it, angry can't see sober
Paint me, over
Know your style I don't
[Chorus: The Grouch]
I'm about to give you that I love hip-hop feeling
I'm about to give it to you
I said I'm about to give you that I love hip-hop
(Hot! Hot! Hot!) 
How you feelin'? 
(Hot! Hot! Hot!) 
How you feelin'? 
(Hot! Hot! Hot!) 
Let's hear it! 
(Hot! Hot! Hot!) 
How you feelin'?
(Hot! Hot! Hot!) 
How you feelin'? 
(Hot! Hot! Hot!) 
How you feelin'? 
(Hot! Hot! Hot!) 
Let's hear it! 
(Hot! Hot! Hot!) 
How you feelin'?
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
blew it out?
Before you could taste the cream, they sliced it up and threw it out
I recollect, I think back in retrospect
I reflect and connect my
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
a solid foundation beneath me
I don't think I'd be stupid with it, I'd just handle it generously
Curiosity killed the cat
Just think about that when you got
store lights
Set the scene for no rights
Let's convene, discuss the scheme
And hope it flows how we dream
Tonight can make or break you if you let it
on along, let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, I'm talking about the man, the leader of the band
And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in
[The Grouch]
It's natural, actual, factual..
It's natural, actual, factual.. whoa..

Now maybe it was justice, to have just us ripping you
Sipping