(feat. Eligh) 



[female voice: talking] 

Hey Grouch, I heard your new album 

It's so great, I really like it alot 

Hey, um.. can I get a tape or something? 

Hey, what are you guys doing at the Outhouse? 

Can I come over? 

Hey lets kick it 



[Grouch] 

Momma whats wrong with me, I've got a lovely family and friends 

And thats enough to make ends meet fuck dividends 

But I be livin' in a lonely ass world 

Searchin' for the perfect woman, not a little girl 

See, they be dressin' all trashy actin' sassy 

Spreadin' em for flashy fast talkers with the cash, me 

I can't compete with that 

I use a beat and raps, to fill the gap within my soul 

But thats gettin' old 

And I be gettin' told told to spit game man 

But to me that shits lame, I use my mind not a pick-up line 

It's sick how quick they find comfort in a one night sin 

I might end up celibate for the hell of it 

And tell a grip of stories, 'bout how I want a wife 

How they be lookin' nice, but dont be actin' right 

And if you slackin' they might lead you to debt 

Take your last givin[?] penny, the thought makes me stress 

Unless, I find a woman with a strong sense of self respect 

I'll be alone, feending cause I felt neglect 



How can something so good be so evil? 

Something so right be so wrong? 

I want to put trust into people 

But I cant so I speak with my song 



How can something so good be so evil? 

Something so right be so wrong? 

I want to put trust into people 

But I cant so I speak with my songs 



[Eligh] 

I grab the notion by the throat 

That maybe some day I'll be acompanied 

By somebody who trusts in me, deeply 

Seeping through walls and blockades 

With stockades of armour, and self prepelled hand grenandes 

I can tell the age by the rings under her eyes 

So when the mental drift develops it comes with no surprise 

Unlike most guys I analise, discuss 

Organise and thrust forth with new skin 

Like a reptilian, not a warm blooded civilian 

I've decided even though i fiend it 

Theres too much shit to catch to do it 

And not mean it 

Teamin' up on the left and the right 

My brain in a vice 

Constant rain over my shoulder 

And the lightning strikes more than twice 

I've hiked through the hot spots 

And stood like a statue on city streets 

Too busy to notice me 

My potency 

And the potential poetry seem to be documented 

I wont be bothered by bitches I keep my [?] extended 

Feet to cement, I walk away because you pretended 



If your walking down the street and you see me all alone 

Dont talk to me, Im in my own place not to be trashed 

By any fake dash of a woman of a woman thats atractive 

Like you.. 

Actin' like your walkin' awaay 



Walk Away.. 

Walkin Away.. 

[x3 fading..] 



Get to steppin