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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

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

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

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

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

to grovel
A lot like Oscar the grouch
I'm not on the couch mean muggin' the tv screen
Like how have i not been found
I ought to be crowned
But none one

and rip it out
I feel like Oscar I’m the grouch
I’m flashy trashy don’t you doubt
I’m all up in yo bitch’s mouth
I’m spewin sewage like rain cloud
Gotta

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

a grouch
In retrospect
I hope he was okay

This is not the way
That you thought
It would turn out, did ya?

This is not the way
That you thought
It would

And spur the dark crippling of swine by nymphos like Circe?
Fine, the Iliad's over, in the Odyssey, they profiting
Blood money, haram bucks like Ilyasova

a mess on your leather couch
And you’re feeling mad,  like a mean old grouch
Baby don’t you be no fool, just fuggetabout it

When your mother-in-law wants

Trash nigga grouch

Ouch 

Imma dick and I know that

Like I tell my baby just throat that

Fully reloaded

But yet to explode it

And yeah to be greatest

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

Pullin' on my Johnson
Everybody wants some
Cuz they running their mouth
So constant
Callin' me Oscar the grouch
Behind the cell phones on they couch

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

Now they moving my direction, a delay on the field
-The way I was built, swerving on the 110S
 Where my peoples stay in the gutter like Oscar the grouch

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

cloudy and cold days just walking by the train
Bumping Doom Grieves Grouch and Eyedea for the pain
Moon knight trying to be all these rappers in my brain

the kitchen surrounded by shottas
Everybody bleedin round my mf baby mama
I'm a pices I swim with the sharks and eat with the piranas

Keep a mouse ska tool

You sit and fade into the couch, 

trying not to be the grouch

Sleep looking appetizing


You keep yourself awake at night

You try and keep the urge

wither skeleton heads and a crooked old twisted cane
She makes hot meals in plastic containers
Delivers them by wheel while the farmer works hard in