Grouch, The

Some People
[spoken]people grow uppeople go in different directionssome people just have different dreams n different desiresso you gotta just scratch ya own itch[grouch]some people get better with timeand some people have a hard time (yeah)some people, they age like wineand other people, they can't find themselves, mansome people get better with timeand some people have a hard time (y'know?)some people, they age like wineand other people, they can't find themselvesyou gottamove on, move on, move on, move onmove on, move on, move on, move onmanmove on, move on, move on, movewell thenmove on, move on, move oni used to have love and now I can't stand this foolLetras de cancionesthis couldn't have happened even if I planned it tofriends for life on a spectrum so widenobody works perfectbelieve me, I triedbut when two worlds collideyou gotta give somethin'take a step back and learn to live humbleyou know pride, it'll eat you up insideand all that self-pity will turn your whole world shittyi'm a no-girl's kitty [?] tryin' to hang on, dearlylive days sincerely and see both sides clearlythere's no room to build enemyshipsespecially out of old friendswhen'll we quit?went from penalty kicks to it don't mean shitridiculousness, actin' like bitches that diss (hey)(bing) turn the page(pow) quit actin' like a childare you wild up and ready to be petty?that's a heartbreakerwell i'll be the chargetaker and make sure it don't happen in the futureextend my hand while you cryin' like a roosterdamn, dig up the root and be a man(yeah, show 'em how to be a man)some people get better with timeand some people have a hard time (yeah)some people, they age like wineand other people, they can't find themselves, mansome people get better with timeand some people have a hard time (y'know?)some people, they age like wineand other people, they can't find themselvesyou gottamove on, move on, move on, move onmove on, move on, move on, move onmanmove on, move on, move on, movewell thenmove on, move on, move onwith every stroke of the clock is more pressurewho could fully understand the growth of a child more or lessthis innocence exposedfree form, no modeto experience livin' in possibilities I holdvisions in my head I want to spreadto these children before they get sidetrackedwhat sport are you reeled in?and I'm not talkin' about shieldin'what's in the glass are comin' half assme, I don't really want the last laugh (nope)just to be laughin' at all my last daysbecause somebody else is passin' up the mark that I madeturnin' dark to lightor bark the biteblindfolded, flyin', and all without a fighti'm all about in the knight, tryin' to kick down the deamonswith all my big sounds screamin' like he-men (arrr)fuck the power of gracego 'til my skull is grey - every day, all dayi'mma never fall preysome people get better with timeand some people have a hard time (yeah)some people, they age like wineand other people, they can't find themselves, mansome people get better with timeand some people have a hard time (y'know?)some people, they age like wineand other people, they can't find themselvesyou gottamove on, move on, move on, move onmove on, move on, move on, move onmanmove on, move on, move on, movewell thenmove on, move on, move onyour body is a tool, mind is tooshape them well, feel them them the finest foodif knowledge is power then most of us are bustlersit's easy to beat that, you gotta tussle with the badbring yourself back to the essencemake your presence felt when you're there and you're stressin' your pointsput oil on your jointskill the t.vdeal with people face-to-face if you don't believe mejoin the race, flow some oxygen through the brainremember that you learned and apply it so you gaindrop game on a laneand later he'll be walkin'chalk it up is just choppin' it closin' optionsnever frozen, 'cause we are the chosen'bout to set an emotion and keep coastin'keep coastin'keep coastin'keep coastin'some people get better with timeand some people have a hard time (yeah)some people, they age like wineand other people, they can't find themselves, mansome people get better with timeand some people have a hard time (y'know?)some people, they age like wineand other people, they can't find themselvesyou gottamove on, move on, move on, move onmove on, move on, move on, move onmanmove on, move on, move on, movewell thenMOVE ON, MOVE ON, MOVE ON From Letras Mania