Lyrics:
And the confusion made the brain go 'round.
I went and ask a good friend of mine,
Known to the world as Albert Einstein.
He said "Son, from the beginning of time
coming back with hail
My broad sword will cut through your chain mail
(Back up, mike) Well, Ad-Rock, one of the greatest of all time
No disrespect, I
[Grouch]
What are you?
I'm just a simple man
I like pretty things
I'm a simple man, really
I'm just a simple man
I like pretty things; I like
'cause of what she just said
And he gets head cause he's quick off the head
So much I've seen it, studied it, and mean it
Every time I speak, first I think
[Chorus: The Grouch]
I'm about to give you that I love hip-hop feeling
I'm about to give it to you
I said I'm about to give you that I love hip-hop
Seeing is believing
But at time, what is seen is a sign of it being too late
A sign of it being too late
[The Grouch]
Now I've been to the depths
the air
Celebration time!
Is it sweet?
Captivate your mind
We have this party sound
This fundamental charm
So we can
Rhum-bum-bum-bum
the air
Celebration time!
Is it sweet?
Captivate your mind
We have this party sound
This fundamental charm
So we can
Rhum-bum-bum-bum
Oscar, no wonder muh'fucker I'm a (Grouch)
I work around dirt, eyes focused on turf
You tried to hide before your NexTel chirp!
Blaow gotcha, you the best
And the confusion made the brain go 'round
I went and ask a good friend of mine
Known to the world as Albert Einstein
He said son, from the beginning of time
I'm gone 'cause I'm stuck off a Zone
I'm Half baked like the Guy on the couch
I don't get high on my grouch
So I puff on my line and be out
I call
flags up, yes sir
You a burr that don't mean you dress fly
A lot of people hittin' on me, mad to see me on
You grouch, Oscar, Academy Award
I can play
mean careful ‘round me if ya' hoe fine
I got no time unless ya' gold mine
And fuck a co-sign, I get ya' hoe signed
I get ya' hoe signed, I get ya' hoe
One more time yea
Just one more time yea
Just one more time yea
Can I see you one more time yea
Yea yea
One more time yea
Ugh depression got me stuck
Waiting in line
Waiting for mine
Waiting in time
Patience in time
Patience divine
Patience is mine
Waiting in line
But taking its time ugh
But making
couldn't take care of myself
Cause i was supplying all these fiend
What you thought
I thought a bitch really loved a nigga
I was blinded by the pussy
But now
itch
[grouch]
some people get better with time
and some people have a hard time (yeah)
some people, they age like wine
and other people, they can't find
days I go by William'
And he talked about his new life and money he'd made out West
And he tried his hardest not to be that old boy we all new
'Til he
Shawty know the party over here
Pour em up put em in line
Lets toast to the grind
Lets toast to the grind one time
One time, one time, one time
Toast
Lord he done found his way
I got time today
And I got rhythms on my mind
I got no time to waste
See every night I prayed, yea
To come up out
nothing sit in one spot
Front like you're hustling and really you're not
I've grown accustomed to niggas who lie
Eat by the pot sleep by the pot
Shit by
nothing sit in one spot
Front like you're hustling and really you're not
I've grown accustomed to niggas who lie
Eat by the pot sleep by the pot
Shit by
accustomed to niggas who lie. Eat by the pot sleep by the pot, shit by the pot you should be in the pot. One thing about G, G got a plot, a grand scheme to get
who ain't love me being me
From the searches by police
The dirt we did left muddy cleets
Put a half up on the digital and sold in my sleep
What Who's
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