Lyrics:
a hand, pay attention and explore
We all in this people we all in this...
[The Grouch]
Well I don't know where you've been
But if you got here I'll let you
We are no novice can't contain us
We will rock this
cause we rap so futuristic like we were taught by spacely
sprockets you got it
Anybody wana test
life
Queensbridge streets at night even more trife
Hold me down son, never let sleep
Danger lurk
Niggas creep, doing they dirt never in peace
By my self
Sometimes keeping it real goes wrong
Termanology, Ras Kass, Wais The P and Statik
My block stay high, guap stay high
You could tell I'm high
By
you miss you miss you )
My nigga tote the toast like you never knew .. ( you never know know )
Surrounded by the cops but he still will shoot …(He still
6 am, woke up on the couch
Sitting with a slouch and the house smells like Oscar the grouch
I been through hell, my demons will vouch
Lock 'em up
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
the Grouch, chill on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar, damn
Can anyone else get some food in they mouth? (for real)
They made a movie about you, you're in
taught ET to never come around
When I’m drunk sitting on my couch
I’m just a mean green drunk grouch
Powered by that triple X beer
I’m the drunkest
the candles out today
Living on the couch
Oscar the grouch (yeah)
Weed by the pound (yeah)
Jam with the sounds
Leaving my town today
Pack my stuff and move away
every pal with protection don’t block ya back so..
For the better don't not search for that and.. for that reason I’m hard to grasp I’m..
Not a grouch in
(Scarecrow)
Lord Infamous, the futuristic rowdy bounty hunter
Nigga I come from the land down under
Up the from the ground
You don't want to rumble
Or cry round
if I die in your arms tonight
Need to be by you night and day
I'm dreaming about it wide awake
It's alright if I die in your arms tonight
It's
[The Grouch]
That looks good but what's on the inside?
What's on the other side?
What's on the flip?
Tell me what I get, is it all of what I see?
If
again
Spit flow by the boatload like a Columbian,
my shipments go out then bring the money in
Like supplies the product than do the pra bricks,
go out my
shit, I ain't on nobody's dick
I remember when BET wasn't shit!
After a certain time on that channel, owned by white people
Fuck why'all night people
sent to attack, so I'm following the map
X's mark the rappers out with two head with
Furocious cademies that only need with the next spliff
Step by step
a pioneer, you set the trend
By sucking hard on your futuristic wand
I need some hubbly bubbly bubbly bubbly battery powered vapour
I need some hubbly bubbly
to the house your panes are now on
They might be talking Hellenistic
Well I'm just trying to be futuristic
I am stoned
By the glaze of this living eye
I am yours
tryna hate on my shit
And tryna bring me down
It's alright though, it's only first round
I get rich motherfuckers all around
We ain't smoking by the gram
"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams, come along"
[Chorus]
Nothing Less, nothing less
[Grouch]
Well I bet you that I get
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 a bit or two I admit a fool I act
often can I nope and let it slip into my raps
like my dick into the crack of freakin females
break em off like Lee
[The Grouch]
Follow me, follow me
I'm goin.. on a little, excursion
Check it out
Won't you take me away, sweet music
Take me away..
Never lead me
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