Better Than You - The Grouch

When you walk into the spot… lift your head up… look around.

And know…

fools ain’t fucking with you in there

You got to know what yourself is worth

Stop digging in the dirt using help that hurts

In the long run we all run the same race at a different pace

You got to save face, there’s only one till you get done

You underestimate how great it is to be here

That’s why fools go and snort shit and fuck with guns for leisure

You got to seizure your moment on the timeline

Make it last forever cause now you’re in your prime

And yesterday is lost, tomorrow I’m the boss

Cause today I wouldn’t settle for the lesser

And though I felt the pressure

Knew that I was better than to bargain

Whatever the jargon

From whoever, I’m starving and hard like a criminal

But see I’m not that

And this is not subliminal

Cause I do not act

I move with tact, style, skill and grace

And I’m conscious of it too so my energy’s not wasted

Look what you taste… insanity

Cause I’m down for upliftment of humanity

Plan to be a spark to get you started on the right path

You probably stepping on it now though if you like that

Nobody’s better than you

And nobody’s better than me

Not even you when I’m telling the truth

How can it be?

You ask the question

Say it to yourself and believe in it

Listen

A confident man moves easy through the land

Believe me it’s no scam, you gotta take command

Stop hating on yourself and feeling sorry for yourself

Lift your head up and stick your chest out

Try not to stress out

That’ll get none done to talk about

You wanna walk without the worry and the hurry for the next opportune moment

And be up on it

How ironic that’s what I was told

Before I got old enough to comprehend scared life don’t make boys to men

And if you are a man, know it and show it and lend a hand

And don’t let nobody define you

That means boundaries, something I draw a line through

Just to remind you

That’s what I’m here for

Fucking with your ear for

To get you closer, near the door

Of the room that you know you wanna walk out of

You better than to stay

Get that doubt off your mind

(Nobody)

Clear it out

(Nobody)

Because…

Look, don’t sell yourself short

Whatever the sport

They probably need you more than you need them

They always offer less than what you think is fresh

And the more you say «yes» then the pickings is slim

Next time you come around, then raise it up a pound

Play it up not down

They’ll treat you like a clown if you let 'em

Set 'em straight and make 'em wait

Might take 'em eight times to get the point but when they do

It’s all you

And everything you knew

Severing the blue from the day

Allusions astray

You cruising the way you wanna cruise

And using what you have, not not having… what you lose

See… because you don’t lose anything

City of the angels, clear your skys for me