| The Grouch:
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| I’m just a grown man doin' young man shit
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| World travelin' real estate gabblin'
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| From a throne nothin' dumb about this, keep babblin'
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| Yin can’t have it when Yang don’t exist
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| Infinite range reigns on a disc
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| But it bangs like that ignorance hits
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| Home hard, not humorous
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| Epiphanies like shroomers get
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| At age 30 a gift from a worthy stork
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| That means a little baby Grouchy dork
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| Now let me show you how we work in the bay
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| Independent cult classic circa the day
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| I got my 8 bars looped and my break beat tunes
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| And my guests on deck, got to jet this truth
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| Plant good food and command respect
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| Scarub and Bicasso:
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| Now I could get it how you thought I would
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| Or take it how I make it man
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| Either way im on the rise
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| Travelin' hot air balloons
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| In colorful sunset skies
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| Scarub:
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| Catch me in the wind like a para trooper
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| I sky dive with a parachute the _ with a paragraph
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| I’m _
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| My topical maneuver hover over whatever ya have, beware of that
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| Im a land shark, and you actin kinda fishy
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| With a apex predator beach dont tempt me
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| Im in these streets like traffic police
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| I shoot that talk like swat yeah, I come with the heat
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| My bellies full but my hunger man
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| A hunger man is an anger man
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| And you lookin like lunch get a hunch
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| You could surely get ate early
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| I break fast and brush my pearly whites go
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| Bicasso:
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| I’m a quick learner, gifted and talented
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| Destined to have it all
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| Whatever if I dream it up
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| My legacy im leavin' stuff
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| Livin' it should be enough, but it ain’t
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| And it ain’t without givin thanks
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| Stackin' up for the moment that I break the bank
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| Moment to my minute I’m a get it too mirror just for me
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| Ya see I see my people who, stuck by me
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| They taught me and tried me
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| Knew that I was chosen outta escrows closin'
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| We posin' for pictures in tuxes in champagne receptions
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| Wish me good luck it’s on
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| (hook)
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| Scarub:
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| Its hot outside, the cops are out, the neighbors are watchin
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| I move like water in the midst of a drought
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| No stoppin I flow wit it, and you livin so thirsty soak in this
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| Im the reason you slow down past accident
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| You wanna see what the action is
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| And im a rappin whiz, why you _ in these shoes that I stand
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| See those two hands? |
| ingenuitive man
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| The Grouch:
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| I don’t hang out as much
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| I’m in the lab aimin' to make it last
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| Plus dreams can’t slip past us
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| Mighty beings tear that mask up need no flashy stuff
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| Potential potency pencil _ like multiple choice
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| Original men walk to the beat of their favorite heart
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| Talk _ they _ and they raise em up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hot Air Balloons , by - The Grouch. Song from the album Show You The World, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп