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Tempo
Move up more for the intro
In goes
More than what you came for
You been stained by what you sent for
Got no game this ain't pretend bro
You not

like Mya as they prize
If you a rider down to ride don't go ghost come ride
Corrupted by these grams so in a instant we go live
We documented on camera

to sleep on the floor cuz I ain’t have a couch
I ride around with a p in a pouch
I keep a Glock with a dick by my crotch
My niggas pack what I’m slacking

the Grouch
My back's messed up you see me slouch
I just got hit by a bus Ouch

You can call me ranch cause you know I be dressing
I'm your Jesus Christ and I

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

a problem, no doubt
But this the type of shit that gets passed on by word of mouth
I’m like a giant, you little teapot short and stout
Doing this with no promo

remember my name 
(Seven)
I'm compared the reverend 
By now I'd take a fuckin miracle to get to heaven 
But I still think that shits hysterical
I need

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

nigga garbage like grouch 
Put the Brick up in the couch 
12 coming don't make a sound
We gotta hide all the pounds
We rolling up all the loud 
Now catch

rather rust than run
It's easier to lay on the couch
I'm happy just being a grouch

Won't let you in
You might be an enemy
Won't let you in
You might be

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

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

you get creative and make homemade shit
Breathing in Nitro from a race cars' hood
Trying to be lit, by acting so edgy
That shit is lame
Imma be

by bitches like you
I bust Blue in the head that's why he talks like *Baboo-Boo*
Went up to the wack show headquarters, PBS
And there was Barney

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

out here doing so good
Without you coming round here like a drive by
The best thing that you did was roll on out of my life
With me you saw a goldmine

She is being wise
By keeping her eyes
On the good guys
Who don't tell lies
Walks through the club door
Then she'll explore
On the dance floor

Hello

Like set a peasants fighting for no 
Cause Fighting for clout and money in your pouch
No care for others, don't yah think I can see 
Yas all grouch lay

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

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

into dividers the company dress up
Like a masquerade Edgar Allen Poe they behave 
Fascinated by violence watch behind violet shade 
But I stay focused

run amuck and buy house
We just want enough to buy a house
We got land develop better houses
We divide chronic by the ounce
We got enough weed to run

the deadness
Is it that the madness feeds off all of the dreadness
That's not even a word
Whatever
Like clockwork, it never fails to come by
Like a visiting

the bounce
I'm floating by the ounce
Okay, ah!
Confident sprout
Like a garden I bloom
Ya'll polluting my style
Okay, nah
Ya'll be fishy like trout
Fiend for