The Grouch - Giventake lyrics

rate me

I work my fingers to the bone

My elbow grease heaps

Benefits get reaped, I keep talk to a minimum

Props are never rendered on my own

I’m my master, sellin' tapes for cash

Fuck the middle-man bastards, though

It've been faster to take that route

I'm observant, those who didn't

Thats unfortunate how it turned out

I learned early that beatin' fools is a worldly trade

Man how you gonna profit off the music that I make

C'mon now, I'll trade you for somthin' equal

But robbing artists blind isn't the way to be treatin' people

And, I can see that its gonna take some sweat

But perseverance plus the talent forms a weapon,

And, we steppin' in fresher this year

Objects in the rear view are closer than they appear

[Chorus:]

It's a give and take

What you're given's what they take

There's no leftovers

Only scraps on the plate [x2]

Give me a break, what do they have to pay for?

The energies from earth, what do they own that to?

A slew of bills fill my mailbox on the month

The numbers stump me like math

I gotta pay to take a bath, what?

Pay to see my ass

And pay for them to haul away the trash when it's full

Pay to heat my food

And pay to watch the tube,

And if I don't have cable there's no channels for me to flip

And that's more grip, and if you're poor, shit

They only give a few extensions

Dimensions of the plot run thick

Pretty soon we'll pay for air when they figure out how to sell it

Tell it like you know it and everybody wants to laugh

Probably never hear the truth ‘til they take away the cash

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So many ways to drain the lifespan

Sometimes I worry late at night and

Try to fight the urge to smoke that beady

But despite man's will

Still my lungs are smoke filled

And I hope to build with better tools

But I be playin' the fool still

Like let me get a sausage mcmuffin with eggs

A lil' liquor to get on a fade

I would really have it made

If she would spread her legs

Probably aid me to my death before I got the chance to age

Wagin' war all my life

But even if I didn't

Somebody else could do it

And wish me my good riddance

When I'm gone

Send me on my path my merry way

Time is but the test

We livin' in scary days

[Chorus x2]