(feat. PSC)



A woo-hoo, it's goin down out here - that's right

Ninety-eight style

Everything is lookin up lookin bright y'know

It's goin, goin the right way

Seein what I need to be seein, and

feelin what I, what I need to be feelin

It's alright..



[The Grouch]

Everyday I get a little closer, didn't want to boast or brag

No talking bad, strictly fun on this one here

Done nearly instant, bang it out, high off life-style

I bring it out to slang it, musical arrangement

Maybe it's a plate that's to my liking

Striking you it's good to listen to him he's exciting

That's why I'm writing and, why they're biting

Rare sitings of them ? keep me fighting, on moving,

strong losing long nights of sleep to peak

Types of deep thoughts kept far from being talked for cheap

Meet reality face to face, ? be laced with taste

Full taste I am grateful wait

I don't push it around, I let my sounds speak

Pound beats for therapy - dare to be a patient?

Share with me adjacent lines, we facing times

terrible this nation's crimes unbearable find

repairable ways to be paid and stay laid

Should you trade and you spray fool I'm afraid

Displays like a freak show, they tweak though

Fiendin for the sequel

And you know what that equals - better than the last

I'm forever on that task, when a champ come to take

what you wish is your choice you can diss use your voice

I'm like this, regardless I wanna be the smartest

not the hardest, artist on the farthest plane



[Chorus x2: The Grouch]



You better recognize the name

Grouch and Living Legends here to drop a little game

It's not hard to see, I started with the basics

Built up can't replace it I ace it, any test



[The Grouch]

Any test.. you better recognize the name

It's not hard to see, nope

It's not hard to see..



[PSC]

As the test gets aced, reality is faced

while you searchin for your new beginnin I continue lacin

tracks and wax, all types of dope product

Symbolic of my rise to victory while you fall off

You sellout, [??? ??? ??? ???]

Catch me on the beach where the girls leave bikini

tops in they bags and, some titties sag

like my navy blue dickies, fuck drinking Mickey's

Got Solnac, fake Hennesee fuckin with me

I even hit the blunt, what more do you want?

I quit beadies, despise cigarettes but you see me

toleratin til some of my homies get it straight

Come with me, get yourself a dose of this dope Dude

kinda like Devin no regret outloud act rude

it's too true, had to learn my business while I "Boo Boo"

That's where you cats find me, haters be behind me

I flush em, wipe em out the frame it's ridiculous

How many underground crews wanna get with us?

Jealousy enmity enemy, point em out

Read the liner notes but the tape was a joke

Learn the fundamentals over instrumentals

I rip excelling in the art disassembling a punk bitch

Bubble up elsewhere, shaking off my coattails

Busters goin nowhere, goin nowhere



[Chorus]



[The Grouch]

Any test.. it's not hard

You better recognize the names

You better.. you better