Lyrics:
you anyway
Mr. Grouch
He was there at the party cats with his cowboy hat, hanging with Marylin Monroe - or was it Michael?
He's always right, he says
to lay with, us to bust
So I spend my day programming what...sounds?
Cosmo bound to rap into the break of dawn
So they can hear and know it's on
If
hear Cass spit again
My women friend? Bad Boy It's
All About The Benjamins
You bend your men over then stick it in
Bitch you feminine
You think cause you
the lid on me like Oscar the Grouch
I hop out all the rubbish, say it's time to hike the route
But this life about what you know later, not right now
It's
me, nigga)
It's been ten long years (yo)
You can not retire me (listen)
On the corner ready to bo', holding my nuts
Standing by my building,
accounts, always stay with some extra rounds
Ain't no cap in my rap if it ain't in my lyrics got nun else to talk about
When you graduate from the streets
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
then nineteen
You do your best, oh count with some zest
So good counting, counting to nineteen
Ah! Ah! Ah!
He's a very grouchy grouch
You really
a flow it’s incredible every time I get high it’s the medical
If you got that hate ya better let it go cause my bars are so exceptional
Whatcha know about
I know I'm trash
But you don't
Gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it)
I know I'm trash
But you don't
Gotta treat me like it
(Treat me like it
Diamonds on fleek
Bitch, I ain't talking about the heat, oh
Put it on, streets
We straight out the streets
We straight out the streets
Straight
shot on the spot, no hesitance
But anyway, the drive-by fail
Ernie on the run, Grouch hot on the trail
Bert said 'enough of this'
Got on the phone,
and kinda stink just like the Grouch
She start to talking hella shit i kick her out
Won't call the uber let me see you walk it out
Too much pride don't know
which the working classes--
WOMAN: Oh there you go, bringing class into it again.
DENNIS: That's what it's all about if only people would--
ARTHUR:
to South
When you're happy then I'm sad like
Grin to grouch
In and out
Thin to stout
But they say opposites attract huh
They say opposites attract but they
hearing the call, but frankly I'm scared, I'm scared
You hear what I said? I'm scared, I'm scared that someday I'm really gon' fall
And it's gonna ruin what
it
Now she start giving up dough
To go shoppin' with
Popping ish might get you to deserve it
But it happened
Be happy she ain't get you murdered
I'm
it
Now she start giving up dough
To go shoppin' with
Popping ish might get you to deserve it
But it happened
Be happy she ain't get you murdered
I'm
the wrong things
Always did well with the simple things
Cause the other shit uh have you doing other things
Headline of the papers nigga
Read all about it
He'll take a jacket, suit, or vest
And clean it so you'll look your best
(pic of Oscar The Grouch, naturally, driving a garbage truck)
The trash
improvement
When I hear you talk
It's a process delay
You could as well be
A hundred miles away
Away, away, away
I want to share a moment
It doesn't have to be
store lights
Set the scene for no rights
Let's convene, discuss the scheme
And hope it flows how we dream
Tonight can make or break you if you let it
down now, yea
I get so sick of you running your mouth
You lie through your teeth and won't hear me out
I'll say it again' you think you'd learn by now
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