Artist: The Grouch Album: Success is Destiny Song: Give and Take Typed by: Manboy@prodigy.net 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 Chorus (x2) 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)