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Voices

The Living Legends

Creative Differences

2004

tight, see me catching flights 
At the international terminal, where you don't go 
So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped 
And tripped by mic

Intellectuals

Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man

1998

braggarts back stabbers, abracadabras 
Get hit by the golden daggers (bring it!!) 

[Chorus]
Intellectual, rhymin professionals 
Bring all the ladies, in

Tempo
Move up more for the intro
In goes
More than what you came for
You been stained by what you sent for
Got no game this ain't pretend bro
You not

to sleep on the floor cuz I ain’t have a couch
I ride around with a p in a pouch
I keep a Glock with a dick by my crotch
My niggas pack what I’m slacking

a problem, no doubt
But this the type of shit that gets passed on by word of mouth
I’m like a giant, you little teapot short and stout
Doing this with no promo

more episode, maybe another
Welcome to Sesame Street motherfucker (Uh)
Big Bird in the bitch ass club, Elmo's on the couch getting fucked by his cousin

camp as he hides from your eyelids
Then before you realize this
He surprises you by knowing the date that your demise is
I'm an insomniac tryin to live

like Mya as they prize
If you a rider down to ride don't go ghost come ride
Corrupted by these grams so in a instant we go live
We documented on camera

barely fifteen pounds

Rappin like fifteen hounds
Bitch, gimme the rounds
I'ma put this Chihuahua in the ground
Oscar The Grouch
Sound like you got gravel

rather rust than run
It's easier to lay on the couch
I'm happy just being a grouch

Won't let you in
You might be an enemy
Won't let you in
You might be

oscar the grouch
The n is for niggas
A is for always
The s is for stayin
The a for ambitious
I do for my family
I got three children
They be the main

the Grouch
My back's messed up you see me slouch
I just got hit by a bus Ouch

You can call me ranch cause you know I be dressing
I'm your Jesus Christ and I

you get creative and make homemade shit
Breathing in Nitro from a race cars' hood
Trying to be lit, by acting so edgy
That shit is lame
Imma be

at nightfall

(Grouch)
When the sun begins to dim
And eventually the day dies
And the mood prepares to sway
That's where another way lies
Glow of the liquor

by bitches like you
I bust Blue in the head that's why he talks like *Baboo-Boo*
Went up to the wack show headquarters, PBS
And there was Barney

nigga garbage like grouch 
Put the Brick up in the couch 
12 coming don't make a sound
We gotta hide all the pounds
We rolling up all the loud 
Now catch

a thoughts in my head I need to act on
BEAST MODE when I in the gym
Got these niggas flip flopping like a fish outta water
Posted up by the corner, looking

to walk up, to me Sab and slap us
If I'm not in a flag ship, being jocked by bad chicks
Wearin' gucci bag clips you can give me a ass kick
Sir Daily I stunt

out here doing so good
Without you coming round here like a drive by
The best thing that you did was roll on out of my life
With me you saw a goldmine

into dividers the company dress up
Like a masquerade Edgar Allen Poe they behave 
Fascinated by violence watch behind violet shade 
But I stay focused

remember my name 
(Seven)
I'm compared the reverend 
By now I'd take a fuckin miracle to get to heaven 
But I still think that shits hysterical
I need

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

Hustlin’
Bustin’ my Ass 
Cause I’ had to take Action
Foot on the G.A.S
Watch me shoot rite Pass’ EM.


I’m the Type to go and get It 
You know that’s by any

all of yall are monsters (woo)
Fake clowns on your rosters (woo)
Acting hard but you garbage (woo)
Grouch niggas need some Oscars (Action!)
Better run