Lyrics:
fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of God, I was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, I
I've been set free I've been set free
I've been set free
It is by the Blood of the Lamb by the Blood of the Lamb
Said ohhh ohhh ohhhh ohhh oh oh
By
Moms askin me one thing
but another's just a problem
I'm ?? freakin goblin, you do it to the knob'n
when you slob oh then it's cool
I've never been hurt
broke,
And I know he ain’t fucking with me.
Put his ass in the trash,
Like the Grouch. (grouch)
That boy still sleep on the couch.
He pop one more slick
just like me
'Cause you know I grouch and groan
Lying in my quilted coffin
Rethinking all I've said
Drained of vitality by
All my existential dread
know it's hard
To let me in
I know you're scarred
By all of the things that I done before
And all of the people that I loved before
The insults start
is
I slid by just to see you
You one of my favorite people
Favors returned you dont know what this means to
Me, but one day I'll see to it
Three missed
Yeah, yeah
Hey, ohh-oh, ohh-oh, ohh
Yeah, yeah
Ohh
Ooh, oh
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh, oh
When we get by, we'll make it by
When we get by with love
a girls contact
Without a contract
You just a lame duck
waiting to get chose in the club
By a good woman
Maybe she bad though
But I don’t see the signs
Woke last night on the couch
Stubbed my toe today ouch
Wrong side the bed
Pain in my head
Call me Oscar the Grouch
Yeah call me Oscar the Grouch
Had
Yeah hoo (oh), To the, to the, to the people up top!
Bam! God damn!
Holy mackerel, pulling suckers' cards out the satchel
You can sleep tonight,
Love stinks, that explains all this anger that's spillin' out
And I ain't chilling out, got an Oscar but I'm still a grouch
I use it as a doorstop
The Arrival
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in,
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side.
When they catch sight
Everybody clap
Let go
Oh oh oh oh (Where we at where we at)
Oh oh oh oh (Where we at where we at let go)
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh (We
(spoken) Oh, yeah!
Big Bird: (spoken) Go, Elmo!
Elmo: (spoken) Let's party!
Elmo: (sung) Elmo's mind on fire
Elmo's soul on fire
Feelin' hot! Hot!
(spoken) Oh, yeah!
Big Bird: (spoken) Go, Elmo!
Elmo: (spoken) Let's party!
Elmo: (sung) Elmo's mind on fire
Elmo's soul on fire
Feelin' hot! Hot!
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
I can't think of anything that's dumber
To a grouch, Christmas is a bummer!
Beaming faces everywhere, happiness is in the air
I'm telling
tory)
Oh oh oh oh (We got the we got the)
Oh oh oh oh (We got the victory tory)
Listen I feel like I should've been on high ground by now
I make a lot
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
yet my gut's gettin' fat
Oh my God, I'm turnin' out like my dad
I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude
The world owes me, so fuck you
The wife's
yep
Nah man I think its getting tired tho man no joke for real
What you got a swisha? or that's a philly or what?
Oh that's a swisha ok I mean you
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