Congestion
The Grouch

feat. Eligh

Produced By Eligh & The Grouch



[Eligh]

It fills my lungs everytime it has a chance

To invade my stance I sit stiff like a candlestick

In the thick of the bush, as I push with machetes

Cutting off vines between my feet - I ponder beats

People only get in the way of my creativity flow

So I get high turn on machines and watch, the lights glow

My mind grows in awkward dynamics;

Use rainbows for hammocks when the traffic gets too frantic

For passing


[Grouch]

Passageway congested - gridlock's at a standstill

Cause everything I wanna do, so do you and that man

Thrill of victory, itchin me, to do my best for always

Get discouraged too much company don't make it pass my hallway

Til the evening, and that's all day, leavin out my mealtimes

No escape I make tapes and pretend they help me feel fine

... ahhhhh, finally alone (kickin it) kickin it

Pass me that beadie Eligh (yeah dude)

Cheers! *glasses clink* Yeah yeah

I ain't been at home alone like this in a long time

(Dude I'm tellin you) *knocking at the door*

(Dude turn that, is that..) Let me go turn down the radio

*knocking continues) Yo hold on hold on hold on

*unknown voice: Hey, DAMNIT! Open up!*

[Eligh]

I need some Actrin, to clear my sinus

I'm congested and all backed up like Frisco

I'm Linus without a blanket, real agitated and dismal

My problems seem minimal to an imbecile who can't read

The cue cards -- it's too hard, in fact

To explain you can't get too far acting like that


Chorus: Eligh (repeat 2X)


It's no wonder I'm sick on every occasion

Congestion takes over my shit, traps me in odd situations

Fucking up relations with my friends


Killing patients in the end I can't pretend it's not a problem


[The Grouch]

Sometimes I don't even know how I'm gonna sleep

About twenty feet away from, someone makin a beat

Leave the bitches in the front room, phone off the hook

Haven't been alone in eight months and I'm knowin the chance I took

When I strode, to the bathroom to try and cleanse my body

Water freezing cold and, someone smelling naughty, unGodly

Circumstances, glances on my back

As I engage in a fit of rage I swear about the crack


[Eligh]

So who's really being threatened when I complain about my space

In a pace of three days you were in my face in five ways

If I told you to hit the highway, you'd be offended and hurt

Claining I treat you like dirt, naming off all the first things

I said; with an expanded memory I'm blamed in the end

Can't you see I'mma hermit shell - manifested a turtle

Rather be off by myself than with you strangers

(strange enough) so back off


[The Grouch]

Everybody wants to get what's there for the taking

You can't move slow or you making a mistake an'

I can speak experience I've seen it firsthand

I despise the rat race but I place cause I can

I man the ship, you mop it, but always leave it slippery

Then hang around and bullshit usin space actin chippery

Fools be in the mix cuttin rhythm with the fader

That's a major space invader more annoying than a pager


Chorus


[Eligh]

So back off me

So back off me

Give me some space

Back off me


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