Lyrics:
Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my
away and it's "we" who'll pay
But we're fite fuite
What'll I do witcha
Come over we can sit on the sofa
Or as you say "couch"
I'm a bit of a grouch
But
Reader)
Mind Reader
(Hey, hey Mind Reader)
Mind Reader
(Mind Reader)
Mind Reader
(Mind Reader Hey)
Don't matter
That it was written all over my face
Conversations all day
Just mind Conversations all day
Just mind Conversations all day
When ah talk to the you or the him
When I blew over there
If I knew woulda
And it's a matter of time
(and it's a matter of time)
By god
Don't you think I know it's in my mind
It's right over left
(it's right over left)
(CHORUS):
Mind over matter
You really don’t matter
I’m King of Nazer
Blessings to the latter
Time isn’t real I see success I see disaster
Look into
Listen bitch
Abyss of misses
This is sick
The 666 Is listening
I missed again I'm slippin
In my head I live
What you said over and dead of course you
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
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
Praying that they wouldn't die
Mind over matter
Cry over sins
Their lives are over now
Ended before they begin
As the raven again passes by
I can
Too preoccupied with shit that doesn't matter
Never mattered at all
Been Too preoccupied with shit that doesn't matter
Never mattered at all
Been Too
[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
there
Wanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right there
Make me lose my mind, baby? Touch me right there
Party over here, ain't shit over there
See how
Mind over matter, mind over matter
You got a bad chick but mine was badder
Finna get this money, nigga, climbin' the ladder
If you talkin' money then
daily façade but then
I just end up getting hurt again
By myself (myself)
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can't rely on myself (myself)
I ask
daily façade but then
I just end up getting hurt again
By myself (myself)
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can't rely on myself (myself)
I ask
the excuse of 'National Security'
By the lying shits who were interested only in saving their political skins.
It didn't matter a fuck to them how many died
Suicide doors
Convertible love
Low profile
High gloss paint
Make love to the
Hustle
Big bank
Lil bank
Mind over
Matter baby
Tell me
What you
Thank
don't matter by BET
It don't matter by MTV
It don't matter by HIV
All that matters is GOD
All that matters is M the 3
It don't matter how hard we
Mind full of matter, guns cause blood splatter
Suicide caused by chatter
There is many ways one can lose their life
Don't be the one to lose it in
No more cash rules everything around me
Mind over matter fuck your currency
All lies run the world you can't see
Third eye blinded by accessories
she in all over the girls when I'm teaming up
It's getting hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming up
Amazed by the pinky, neck, and wrist be
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
are
searching the square roughly turning over baskets and shaking down PASSERS-BY.
BRIAN appears near a rather dull little PROPHET, who is standing
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