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Ain't shooting no bricks each of them getting slouched
I get in that mood I feel that grouch
It cost death to get in ain't no way to get out
We got
Niggas fly every day
If I can get it from the go, then thats fsho
But if I can't I take this breeze, and I catch a cold
Take all these blessings like
[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
[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
on the couch to say goodbye I probably should have tried a little bit harder
I would like to say that I would like to love you but maybe not in this current
move on
i used to have love and now I can't stand this fool
this couldn't have happened even if I planned it to
friends for life on a spectrum so wide
Just because I'm running a little bit late
Doesn't mean I love you less
I'm trying my best, To do what I can for this family
You know my car died,
swang
Grip wood grain (Love it, Love it Mane)
Cause I be so throwed in this game (Cause I)
Cause I be so throwed in the game (Coming Down)
Cause I be so
karma
As-salamu alaykum, I come in peace
I love all religions and
Practice what I preach
If you came into this world and you bleed
You're like me 'Cause
you to play the game ?
Would you play more me, me, me ?
I want to play the game
Oh yeah
Oh oho oh
Again, Again, Again
How I love you (How I loved you)
saying miss this ain't just a fling
I know I missed your dinner, put my plate by the sink
I'll circle back and eat before you notice a thing
There's boys
and trout
Ion like people getting close to me, go away, I'm Oscar The Grouch
Got my homie clothes, sitting in my closet, he can't wear them
When he got his
God
Its about time these potatoes got off the couch
I swear
They more trash
Than
Oscar
The Grouch
This ain't sesame street but like sesame seeds we
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
a millionaire
Be a millionaire, be a, be a millionaire
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thing (when I'm in that thing)
Come
on the left side
A room full of pride, I'm consumed by the tune applied
This fuckin' DJ is tight man
I can already feel the minutes being added to my life span
a millionaire
Be a millionaire be a be a millionaire
I don't play no games, I don't play no games
See when I'm in that thang, when I'm in that thang
Come
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
ain't no love
Ain't no love in this game
I used to hustle street corners back in 1986
Slangin Yayo by the dub, me and E-Bay in the mix
Only
Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Game
First things first (Aftermath) The Chronic is back
This is indo, produced by Timbo
Game over; nah the N.W.A. chain
I'm steady chilling with that Jim Henson voodoo
I love these puppets more than my own mother
I'm getting sleepy, brain is getting smothered
I watch one
in Jesus.
Yes, I do believe in God, but do I love him?"
[Grouch]
I'm lost upon this voyage and I'm searching for truth.
They told me to believe, but
You a fool for this one Twan
This dedicated to the ones who love me and the ones that hate me at the same time
I'm not a rapper I'm a game spitta
outlook on life like I should carry a scythe
Never know when death gonn' post up and kick it
Pass the reaper the blunt ask "Can you lick this?"
Look in
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