Lyrics The Posse - The Grouch

Feat. Eligh
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Well, here comes a brother
I know fo' sure can rap
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Man, on the wild, red string on his wrist
Remind him of his goals, he ain't gonna miss
Too much opportunity to trip on bullshit
Liftest vibration, sharpest tools
Sharp tooth around his neck for protection
Fix came from all the fire that he stepped in
He's got something in common with shaman
Raised by wolves, spirits, gods and goddesses
Appears on trips and odisseys
Innovated ways, you dip so modestly
Not confined by the body
Astral projections next to study
Reflections resemble, but none match perfectly
No exceptions, in, oh, certainly not
Walks calm amids the urgency
Sacred urge with words like surgery
He purged, rid himself of absurdity
The nerve of those to throw stones at him
Arose, explodes and rose again
A herrerasaurus, shields every limb
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Angels, guardians, ghosts and sphinx
All play a part of this coastal range
Holy men, prophets, healers and kings
My entourage, man, the posse I bring
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Vibrating at the highest frequency of the punch
Every soul shall adapt to match that at once
Oh, how we channel, high mammal, no dents
Carpool with Fits, do with this what he wants
Merlin style, Curlin, like griffins
Past life style, regressions, new mission
No obsession, no rest and true destin
We blew breath where death lay it's breath
All rise, call my master Bill disguise
Open up, planet aligned, the will of the wise
Voluntary compliance, allegiance with the science
Walk with lions, being true with Orion
You scared of crying and whining, or nah?
His pick is just a beacon, can iron it out