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[Chorus: The Grouch] I'm stuck up in a world where everything gets worse I can't relax and the fact is this shit hurts I'm worth much more than what I'm given I call it punishment not day to day livin' I'm stuck up in a world where everything gets worse I can't relax and the fact is this shit hurts I'm worth much more than what I'm given I call it punishment not day to day livin' [Verse 1: The Grouch] I woke up content with the intent on having a good day And I would say that I did but I didn't as the time played out I was about to relax and chill That's when the thought hit me I need to stack these bills, dollars I need a shirt with a collar and some shoes Some food in my stomach and something to kill my blues "You lose" is what my inner voice said "You don't have a penny to your name And furthermore no game The blame's on you", who me? "Yeah you, do what you got to do You don't work, you don't eat, get up, get on your feet" But I wanted to make a beat You wanted to make a (what?) Take a seat child For I've compiled a list entitled Your Best Interests Read it, you're defenseless, weep What a senseless heap of jargon Go to school get a job buy a house I beg your pardon That would take me my whole lifetime Why die tryin' to chase that I'd rather sit and write rhymes [Chorus: The Grouch] I'm stuck up in a world where everything gets worse I can't relax and the fact is this shit hurts I'm worth much more than what I'm given I call it punishment not day to day livin' I'm stuck up in a world where everything gets worse I can't relax and the fact is this shit hurts I'm worth much more than what I'm given I call it punishment not day to day livin' [Verse 2: The Grouch] Later, I went to work feeling like a jerk for trying to make cash They got me in a catch-22, I have to scrape fast My rent's due on the first and all my other bills add up To more money than they're worth I converse with my boss about a raise His reply, "Times are hard", as an empty-ass gaze fills his eyes I see the devil in his lies, but I'm a rebel in disguise, so I rise Surprised, I got tapes and a tad bit of faith And rather high hopes but barely five notes to my name And when it rains it pours They got me doing chores for like four an hour I'm sorta power-less and unless I play the part But I won't take the mark so I'm stuck Feeling like a dickhead for trying to earn a buck I conduct my own shit up on the side But when it really comes down to it there's no place to hide [Chorus: The Grouch] I'm stuck up in a world where everything gets worse I can't relax and the fact is that shit hurts I'm worth much more than what I'm given I call it punishment not day to day livin' I'm stuck up in a world where everything gets worse I can't relax and the fact is this shit hurts I'm worth much more than what I'm given I call this punishment not day to day livin' [Outro: The Grouch] I'm stuck I'm stuck I'm stuck I'm stuck I'm stuck I'm stuck Stuck I'm stuck I'm stuck man Quick as you make it they're ready to take it