Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Neglected, artist - The Grouch. Album song Success is Destiny, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.02.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Neglected |
It’s so great, I really like it alot |
Hey, um. |
can I get a tape or something? |
Hey, what are you guys doing at the Outhouse? |
Can I come over? |
Hey lets kick it |
(Grouch) |
Momma whats wrong with me, I’ve got a lovely family and friends |
And thats enough to make ends meet fuck dividends |
But I be livin’in a lonely ass world |
Searchin’for the perfect woman, not a little girl |
See, they be dressin’all trashy actin’sassy |
Spreadin’em for flashy fast talkers with the cash, me I can’t compete with that |
I use a beat and raps, to fill the gap within my soul |
But thats gettin’old |
And I be gettin’told told to spit game man |
But to me that shits lame, I use my mind not a pick-up line |
It’s sick how quick they find comfort in a one night sin |
I might end up celibate for the hell of it And tell a grip of stories, 'bout how I want a wife |
How they be lookin’nice, but dont be actin’right |
And if you slackin’they might lead you to debt |
Take your last givin (?) penny, the thought makes me stress |
Unless, I find a woman with a strong sense of self respect |
I’ll be alone, feending cause I felt neglect |
How can something so good be so evil? |
Something so right be so wrong? |
I want to put trust into people |
But I cant so I speak with my song |
How can something so good be so evil? |
Something so right be so wrong? |
I want to put trust into people |
But I cant so I speak with my songs |
(Eligh) |
I grab the notion by the throat |
That maybe some day I’ll be acompanied |
By somebody who trusts in me, deeply |
Seeping through walls and blockades |
With stockades of armour, and self prepelled hand grenandes |
I can tell the age by the rings under her eyes |
So when the mental drift develops it comes with no surprise |
Unlike most guys I analise, discuss |
Organise and thrust forth with new skin |
Like a reptilian, not a warm blooded civilian |
I’ve decided even though i fiend it Theres too much shit to catch to do it |
And not mean it Teamin’up on the left and the right |
My brain in a vice |
Constant rain over my shoulder |
And the lightning strikes more than twice |
I’ve hiked through the hot spots |
And stood like a statue on city streets |
Too busy to notice me My potency |
And the potential poetry seem to be documented |
I wont be bothered by bitches I keep my (?) extended |
Feet to cement, I walk away because you pretended |
If your walking down the street and you see me all alone |
Dont talk to me, Im in my own place not to be trashed |
By any fake dash of a woman of a woman thats atractive |
Like you. |
Actin’like your walkin’awaay |
Walk Away. |
Walkin Away. |
(x3 fading.) |
Get to steppin |