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grouch - congestion كلمات الأغنية

[eligh]
it fills my lungs everytime it has a chance
to invade my stance i sit stiff like a candlestick
in the thick of the bush, as i push with machetes
cutting off vines between my feet – i ponder beats
people only get in the way of my creativity flow
so i get high turn on machines and watch, the lights glow
my mind grows in awkward dynamics;
use rainbows for hammocks when the traffic gets too frantic
for p-ssing
[grouch]
p-ssageway congested – gridlock’s at a standstill
cause everything i wanna do, so do you and that man
thrill of victory, itchin me, to do my best for always
get discouraged too much company don’t make it p-ss my hallway
til the evening, and that’s all day, leavin out my mealtimes
no escape i make tapes and pretend they help me feel fine
… ahhhhh, finally alone (kickin it) kickin it
p-ss me that beadie eligh (yeah dude)
cheers! [gl-sses clink] yeah yeah
i ain’t been at home alone like this in a long time
(dude i’m tellin you) [knocking at the door]
(dude turn that, is that.) let me go turn down the radio
[knocking continues) yo hold on hold on hold on
[unknown voice: “hey, d-mnit! open up!”]
[eligh]
i need some actrin, to clear my sinus
i’m congested and all backed up like frisco
i’m linus without a blanket, real agitated and dismal
my problems seem minimal to an imbecile who can’t read
the cue cards – it’s too hard, in fact
to explain you can’t get too far acting like that
[chorus x2: eligh]

it’s no wonder i’m sick on every occasion
congestion takes over my sh-t, traps me in odd situations
f-cking up relations with my friends
killing patients in the end i can’t pretend it’s not a problem
[the grouch]
sometimes i don’t even know how i’m gonna sleep
about twenty feet away from, someone makin a beat
leave the b-tches in the front room, phone off the hook
haven’t been alone in eight months and i’m knowin the chance i took
when i strode, to the bathroom to try and cleanse my body
water freezing cold and, someone smelling naughty, ungodly
circ-mstances, glances on my back
as i engage in a fit of rage i swear about the crack
[eligh]
so who’s really being threatened when i complain about my sp-ce
in a pace of three days you were in my face in five ways
if i told you to hit the highway, you’d be offended and hurt
claining i treat you like dirt, naming off all the first things
i said; with an expanded memory i’m blamed in the end
can’t you see i’ma hermit sh-ll – manifested a turtle
rather be off by myself than with you strangers
(strange enough) so back off
[the grouch]
everybody wants to get what’s there for the taking
you can’t move slow or you making a mistake an’
i can speak experience i’ve seen it firsthand
i despise the rat race but i place cause i can
i man the ship, you mop it, but always leave it slippery
then hang around and bullsh-t usin sp-ce actin chippery
fools be in the mix cuttin rhythm with the fader
that’s a major sp-ce invader more annoying than a pager
[chorus]
[eligh]
so back off me
so back off me
give me some sp-ce
back off me

- grouch

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