Lyrics:
Woah!
Yc!
Goddamn...
What does this mean I don't know...
I don't know what this means,
There seems to be a bunch of thoughts and
I'm probably gonna
the fuck away girl
This relationship is ruining our lives
I can see all of your pain when I look into your eyes
I feel off into your soul
Don't break me
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
a Deity
An Energizer Bunny
Cause I’m always full of Energy
This is my Dream life Cold as Ice
Fuck it C’est la Vie.
A Microphone fiend this is what I do
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
committing pure and mad crimes
My voice so sexy I'm rising women's sex drives
I'm fucking the industry
It's causing driller outcry's
All lifes about is clout
it
This is a Royal Priesthood
And an Army
God raises those whom
He can Trust
Aiyyo
Aiyyo aiyyo
The modern day multi rap Penny Hardaway
Allah's way God's day Range in the garage way
Freak this slap meat on this
finished yet
Baby, I'm a communist
That's why they think that I'm a threat
I feel like Marx, this is my work
But I won't work until I'm dead
Is this your
Barkley
Screaming your money or your life
This is grand larceny
Cough up the parsley, carve to the dark meat
With the Benz carkey it's
Year round shark week
you can change my life uh uh eh
Your love is unshakeable
Mercies are unfoundable
Everything about you are lord I cannot tell it at all
Let me count 1 2
you a grouch
And your whole life trash
They think they got they site secure, I bet I bypass
If the clerk don't know his job, he get a right jab
Fell
Keep me a ounce in my pouch
Weed green like Oscar da grouch
I'm too high to drive to da house
Ima have to sleep on da couch
Like Scooby and gang
Alpo
Paid in Full in them raging bulls
And I kick em off on yo couch hoe
I'm counting cash and them haters mad
They green as Oscar the Grouch tho
Make
This rapid minds is heaven sent
I always seek the truth
While y'all would rather hide the evidence
they traded with Lucifer
Who's the first to say, the universe is you versus The Great
But you will never win, bow your head and take a knee so he can let
up
Could've stayed on my base, that's my home
Blowing this up we goin' travel to Rome
Fuck the corvettes, your mind is sedated
I feel unrelated
Well it's me, down with BDG
McV, you don't want a piece of this beef
Bitch please, my dick's too big for big leagues
I'll blitzkrieg til this creep
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
In this bitch like a virus
Talkin' trash to yo iris
Low energy people surrounding me
Say that got my number
Who the haunted if
everyone down
and shooting everyone in the head two times two times two times
(*explosion*)
[Verse 1 - The Grouch]
Loose cannon bang
Loose cannon
Watch out
the Choppa
Have him singing like a opera
Put him on a shirt
Leave his family wit some trauma
F on the beat
Ima F up yo life
Bitch I'm him
And I stay with
[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
to fight
Your demons on the down low
Try and stay at home all week
Your social life is pretty bleak
But I’m still feeling down though, cause
CHORUS
squeezed to quench
Sounds from the town, they pound with intent
Experiment with this like it's different 'cause it is
They make the norm, and it's not
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