Opening Spit - The Grouch

The older I get man, the dumber that I was

I don’t think I’m the shit though, I hunger for your love

I was too eager to rip so I picked up a pencil

Let my big muscle work and it came to me simple

See, I can only be what I’ve learned to be living

Now I will try to play the role but no Oscar will be given

I’m a soccer player heart

And second I’m a rapper

I will not destroy this art

Yes in it I’m a factor

I found my queen and I macked her

I surround the scene with a tractor

I dig myself out first then comeback to get you after

Everyday must have laughter

If you don’t you sad bastard

End up being called The Grouch and no one ever stalls you out

I can never live it down

I live it up with a different sound

Specific when I spit this so your little brother gets it

Now, now, this is how to build up twenty minutes

I took the main concept of my Crusader cover and put that in this

It’s endless, stupendous

Blend this with some good moods

A couple of your best friends

Discuss over healthy foods

You smell me?

A true friend will always tell me

I’m a giant among giants if you’re lion you’re coming hella weak fella

To each his own though

Spin the phono light the chrome go

But don’t scratch it on the curb where we serve

Swerve, hit a b-line and hit a nerve

When I see my deserve

Fuck the Dumb that’s my blurb

Put it on my headstone when I’m dead gone and rotting

It’s hot in Hell baby but that’s not where I’m stopping

Mopping up hip hop slop before the world was watching

And I still got a bucket to spill and still knocking

We don’t rock the spot and then chill like it’s nothing

I’ll kick you out the backstage if you’re high powered jocking

Beat it, bounce

Busters are ball breaking

They all taking the shit too light but hating

That’s an ingredient for failure

Like being greedy and I tell ya

A million more will kill ya but the purest souls will save ya

R (R)

O (O)

U (U)

Conducted by D.A.

double D. Y. K.E.V