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The Grouch - It Means Too Much lyrics
f/ Bicasso, Nebulus So rough, so tough, out here, baby (Freedom, what makes a man wanna control another man) So rough, so tough, out here, baby (Hatred, tell someone else how to live his life) So rough, so tough, out here, baby (Insecurity, are we all free) So rough, so tough, out here, baby [The Grouch] Categorize your own thoughts- I'm gonna freestyle my life Step where I like and make a print I'm an inch away from bliss try to catch me but they miss I’m like otherwise, on some other shit You can't pinpoint or define this Just highlight and underline this I masterminded it Don’t expect me to say it for you Show you through the door you can walk now BFAP show me how, I have mighty strong legs Extend them long ways, farther than the song plays Deeper than a hard drive, brain is not a mega hertz It mega-works, irks the unstable Try to top my table but you didn't have the centerpiece I dine on China, fine bone collection Invite my folks to the supper serve perfection Now we're all full Awfully lawful to our own codes of honor You sold out for a dollar Somebody else named you a scholar I had to holler during his moment of silence forgive me there's no science Defiance? Defy what? Am I a free man? Shouldn't even question myself- let Grouch be man [Chorus] You can't take from me what you can't touch You can't break from me it means too much Some people don't realize or just don't give a fuck This freedom's way too rough, it's way too tough Can't take from me what you can't touch You can't break from me it means too much Some people don't realize or just don't give a fuck This freedom's way too rough, it's way too tough [Bicasso] Freedom is a road seldom traveled by the multitudes It comes from attitude Bout ninety percent and the next ten percent wanna say it lies in talent I mean- the ability to really do what you want Everyone wants to come off fresh, don't front, but will you? I’m talking about that dream in your head- that thing in you In your heart that you said you were gonna do when you were like tennn That's right, stop, think, and remember that shit again Don't lie cause it's gonna show up, when you try Freedom is a road with no toll, with no bull, no push and pull Just a mastery of the let go So are you experienced or have you ever been experienced? For a lot of y'all- that's no But show for yourself, and prove for your move but soon switch Quit labelin this freedom I got like you thought it was some music Biatch.. [Chorus] [Nebulus] Open, let it all soak in What's tight, and what's not so What's right, and what's happenin Got loaded get grounded Soon was astounded by the big picture The all, totality, full range between opposites- duality Man I'm juiced off that shit and how it applies to me For the fact that I'm always intact Can't separate mind states and the way they interact So with that, shackles disintegrate off the brain Floodgates open, tasting the joy and pain Some stay scopin, tryin to live through my escapades Tryin to categorize, analyze, and put grades on that which simply is And ain't trippin Adaptin, flowin, constants will keep flippin Follow the feelin, dealin with the hearin now Ready to experience what life will allow While ignoring the bickering from dudes who document What I do contradictory, causing an air of agitation Instead of seein what I'm beein in a situation Look, look.. [Chorus] So rough, so tough, out here, baby So rough, so tough, out here, baby So rough, so tough, out here, baby So rough, so tough, out here, baby |
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