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posted up on the corner by the 7
Tight grips extended clips black as our complexion
Militant men, machine wessons for protection
Seen stranger things but

scarecrow

Gotta frog ona log
I dont need no prologue

Yeah i got my stuff straight
We get there throught the interstate

Yeah diamonds on my bod call em

on the floor
When we started on the couch
Niggas oscar da grouch
How they canned in
But we gotta find some beauty
Outta the trash shit
Yeah we gotta find some

tough
Man that's some slight shit I'm trying to run it up
Rack's in the safe I'm talking blue hundreds
They wasn't looking at you when you ain't have no

work
You can buy a key
Selling brick by the kilo
Selling bricks with a xtendo
Catching plays tony romo
I can't talk to no freak hoe
Shooting opps like

Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my

Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my

a hundred fake
There's no imagination, they cut the circuits in their brain

But damn it, that's okay, it's how society is shaped
I must remind myself, I have

the kill

Dance like you're on fire
Oh, go crazy on yourself
Your Last Rites sung by the choir
You can't control this anyway

Dance like you're

the guy’s loot lightning
Emerges in the vault
And then we see there The
Flash boomerang turns around
No honor among thieves, eh?
…and is knocked out by

crystal clear
It's so much colder down here

This is Rodeo Dr.

Coming out of his shell
Voila, it's my perfect hell
Tucked deep away in my cell
No fight

and the doctor said, 
“No more monkeys jumping on the bed!” 

So one by one they fell asleep 
Each having the same wonderful dream 
That in the morning their mama

you knew
Was Dr. Dre, Dr. Jay, and maybe that Dr. Drew dude
I was raised by Gregory and James Evans, dawg
I catch you without that weapon that's

what you thought of me
That Oscar the Grouch what I slouch from
Trying to dress like I graduated Yale on outta town runs
Pulled a cluck move for

could hurt us 
Us as in we and we as in me, I have many different voices, can't you see 

My arms no longer bleed because they've been bled dry by greed

a f*ck
But playing cool,

This is the shit I be talking about,

They Oscar the grouch 
Mad cause they trash 
Mondays I’m taking them out,

Supply

My powers are too great
No trainer can conquer me
Then you won't mind proving it in a real match
Is that a challenge?
Sup though? Stand up when you

this gwop then I’ll spread it like jelly 
How to get some bet you haters can’t tell me
Pussy mothafucka you Oscar the grouch
I sit by this mic while you

This shit's shaking my fuckin' headphones
You made a mistake when you left me
Now I'm out here gettin' head from a Becky
Ain't no workout but her

hard to stand firm when life done handed you a slouch
Better off than I was so I don't turn into a grouch
Seeing the fruits of my labor, no sowing seeds

Press the green button here on my side

Gotta run home cuz I know I'll be losing my ride
No one really likes bright clothing
To their right side
Hindsight

with a consolation prize
No need to say why you love to hate me
I know what that's about
Tell The Truth to Bud Collyer
You stank like Oscar The Grouch

the house
We don't need no fuckin' greedy grouch
We don't want you up in my house
We don't want you up in my house
We don't want you up in my house
We got too

hurt us
Us as in we and we as in me, I have many different voices, can't you see

My arms no longer bleed because they've been bled dry by greed
My veins