Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Simple Man , by - The Grouch. Song from the album Making Perfect Sense, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.10.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Simple Man |
| 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 funny things |
| I like my high hats on eighth |
| Notes, basic, don’t double up the flow |
| I ride the beat; |
| you chase it |
| Hennessey straight with the lemon squeezed to quench |
| Sounds from the town, they pound with intent |
| Experiment with this like it’s different cause it is |
| They make the norm, and it’s not what I live |
| I give my all and want to ball like y’all |
| But I can only spit my shit, you get it? |
| I’m not a clone; |
| I got a zone, and Grouch fits in |
| Forever rockin' twenty-dollar pants to the end |
| I stand six-one and eat food with cheese in it |
| Make g’s and spend it at the music store |
| I never use no more than my head to be led where I’m goin' |
| Knowin' points of interest well |
| And with the sense it takes to make underground tapes dope |
| I formulate how I set sail |
| Whether direct or retail I prevail on tracks |
| A few bars deep and bizarro on scratch |
| Borrow from a batch of, let’s say, garbage-ass records |
| Not too safe to me with few exceptions |
| True direction comes from inside the mind |
| And everything else is just accessory |
| That is my recipe for life, and the best of me |
| I want my lady here tonight caressin' me |
| Now you can pay me in this type necessity |
| Electricity of mic, invest in me the soul |
| I’m just a simple man |
| I like pretty things |
| I’m a simple man, really |
| I’m just a simple man |
| I like funny things; |
| I like beans and rice |
| I’m just a simple man |
| I like stupid things |
| I’m a simple man, really |
| I’m just a simple man |
| I like funny things; |
| I like cheap things |
| Give me the body of a goddess face from God |
| It’s odd how things fall in place |
| I’m all about good taste, expensive or not |
| No sensitive spot in you, I like what I got |
| Now don’t mistake man for mind, cause I’m not simple-minded |
| Just logical, efficient and completely on time |
| With my thoughts in the process always bring progress |
| I guess this clockwork enabled me to not work |
| Nine to five, I rhyme and drive to eat |
| Check the Internet, fuck and make a beat |
| Go to wack show, sometimes it’s still fun |
| We criticize fools for bitin' on Big Pun |
| Since this is the West Coast I like my hip-hop bumpin' |
| Get heated off some wax with the side of sayin' something |
| In the trunk and in the earphones |
| I’ll make it clear, homes |
| I’m all about how it sounds |
| I deal with audio |
| My graffiti looks like shit |
| I dress how I dress and can’t really dance a lick |
| The chance is this shit might never catch on |
| But my friends like my songs, and I like my songs |
| Life-long endeavors for the pleasure |
| Measure of up to error comin' weak, that’s the treasure |
| I’m just a simple man |
| I like basic things |
| I’m a simple man, really |
| I’m a smart man |
| I like pretty things; |
| I like dope things |
| I’m just a simple man |
| I like music fresh |
| I’m a simple man, get it? |
| I’m just a simple man |
| I like pretty things; |
| I like pretty girls |