Lyrics:
[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
share of dark days
But I'm still here, yes, I am now
Disappointments, I've had so many disappointments
But I'm still here, yeah
Through it all I've
exits he just trynna get by
Goodbye
I see the pain in they face that they hide in disguise
The masquerade for them days that its all a facade
But I just
I'm trying hard
To build up a life uncomplete by distraction
Another question, another reply
Another temptation you can deny
Truth is hurting so
Lying on the Floor- Written By Morgan Riley
Verse 1:
I'm no stranger to the whiskey
I'm no stranger to the pain
I know you're gonna miss me
You
term, AIDS and job termination
Termination, termination, terminat-atat-ion
[Chorus - Scratched Samples By DJ Grouch]
"Mr. Trice"
"Gotta eat"
"Starvin"
no use to my self once when I'm dead
And though I trusted I was lied to by my own
I bare no grouch and I carry no milestone
Look at me now I am
the middle, lost within the riddle
On God's reflection I stand, within an intersection of life lost
Double crossed by man, we stand ignorant
False prophet,
Disappointment coupled by
More disappointment
What a bleak existence of humanity
Melodramatics the only consistency
And of course
Being spun
By society's thumb
a hand, pay attention and explore
We all in this people we all in this...
[The Grouch]
Well I don't know where you've been
But if you got here I'll let you
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
around and walk away
DAY BY DAY
That you stayed because you fell in love in the first place
DAY BY DAY
But disappointment haunted all of your dreams
DAY
up, with the fee charged by Adversity
And the Bill Collector’s Trauma calling just as a
Courtesy
Me and my soul gave birth to a young dream, and we
'em
Your bloodline is my clothesline
You hung me out it on to dry
Trial by fire but it's all too much to please my maker
Try to live my life my kind has
sleep won't you look at the time
As the clock ticks by, my mind flies
Stuck in a loop of disappointment
Hey yeah
It's all in my mind I feel fine
get the jump on mine clutchin on an uzi
Ruthless like everyone I told ya get the fuck down
I'm basically a ghost. I could throw up dust by sundown
Run
6 am, woke up on the couch
Sitting with a slouch and the house smells like Oscar the grouch
I been through hell, my demons will vouch
Lock 'em up
every pal with protection don’t block ya back so..
For the better don't not search for that and.. for that reason I’m hard to grasp I’m..
Not a grouch in
taught ET to never come around
When I’m drunk sitting on my couch
I’m just a mean green drunk grouch
Powered by that triple X beer
I’m the drunkest
and the animosity
Up out the mud through katanas and Benihanas
Make the money doing flips 'til it's Benihanas
I'm a grouch and a motherfuckin' cookie monster
the Grouch, chill on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar, damn
Can anyone else get some food in they mouth? (for real)
They made a movie about you, you're in
the candles out today
Living on the couch
Oscar the grouch (yeah)
Weed by the pound (yeah)
Jam with the sounds
Leaving my town today
Pack my stuff and move away
This two story house, working it out
Disappointment in their faces
For what I am now, I slip into the background
Ooh, the expectations never met
I
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