[Intro]
Wow
What a journey
Four albums
Global following
Still barely known locally
[Verse 1]
It really boils down to who loves the craft
If it's cold in the real world then pa**ion is my jacket
I want to conjure silly mind breaking rhymes
That you can't express without the error notation sign
That's what Greydon Square stands for
Something you sacrifice not appealing to the dance floor
They told me that I can't soar
Yea, like a lion can't roar
Trying to cope with the legendary status I planned for
Chasing legends so I rap crazy
Spitting crap that you would never expect of a mac baby
Another 80's crack baby claiming rap saved him
The whole package. Half Genius. Half crazy
Rap or hip hop what's the difference?
They represent the craft with coonery and we're sick of it
So we're delivering
More cerebral rhymes
For modern medieval times
Where justice is redefined
And governments feed us lies
Is he your enemy? Tell me when see his eyes
I'm on the case I'll let you know when I reveal the guise
Hip hop's a building about to blow and I'm still inside
I'm the lump in your throat when you feel it rise
That why your voice belongs to them if it isn't yours
There's more money in the treatments than there is in cures
I only have a short time in this silly world
That's why I invest in my rhymes instead of silly girls
f** a groupie
She could never understand me
This my movie that's my name up on the damn screen
I put my heart, mind, body and soul in every project
This isn't Greydon it's the group home kid Eddie Collins
About to a make promise
And 'bout to state it honest
Til the end, to my fans: I'ma pay you homage
And I'll never exploit my music to make a profit
That's like Andrew Jackson hanging out with Davy Crockett
That's like tea baggers and progressives socializing
It rarely happens
Like getting boards over Rodman
In the end, I want to be a hall of famer
Who flew under the radar hardcore like Danny Granger
After my lyrics they'll rewrite laws of physics
While accumulated haters claim it's all a gimmick
In 99 I received an email from myself
Saying you can't do this alone you gonna need some help
But music comes first second everybody else
Do it for the pa**ion never do it for the wealth
And it was signed by a dude named Greydon Square
I was still Apocalypse consumed by anger and fear
So I didn't care
I just kept gang bangin'
Doing the same thing nothing in life changing
Compa**ion on the shelf
Blaming everyone else
Knock you out at the drop of a hat I needed help
I think I was in a search for self but in denial
The military the same sh** a different pile
That's a missionary relationship you on the bottom
While the k**er instinct that they turn on they don't turn off
You really want a ticking time bomb working your office?
The socially awkward battle tested poetry author?
What's funny as a legend I don't even want the title
I bet as chattel slaves we didn't even want the bible
The best part of my career was performing with my idol
At a live show, no moment could ever be it's rival
Peruse my lyrics then speak them into the universe
Before a black man remember that I was human first
A newer verse
For you to do with to sooth your nerves
While it's the perfect companion music
While you use the herb
Here's the part we credit Carl Sagan
While master mathematicians listen to my music while they solve equations
...back at first they said I lacked the purpose
Now they call me a legend, I feel like I haven't earned it (no)
…this is the power, the recognition that this is ours
Give me an hour, I'm changing the way you think about it
Can't be paranoid if everyone's out to get me
If I got to be a legend I'm taking you guys with me
This is the next installment in my Cosmos series
...symphony of science I got Boswell with me (John)
You can find me hanging out where ever truth is lurking
In a universe made up of many universes
...Lucifer? Ignorance is the truer serpent
You just fell for a newer version
[Hook]
But when you started rapping you didn't want to be great
You wanted cats walkin' across town for cheesecake
Me I'd rather rock for Pete's sake
The spot for DJs
A live crowd or the freeway
This is hip hop. The art that oversees change
This is what we came to regain
True ascension for some they thought never could
Probably cause they'll gave it all up to chase legendhood
When you started rapping you didn't want to be great
You wanted cats walkin' across town for cheesecake
Me I'd rather rock for Pete's sake
The spot for DJs
A live crowd or the freeway
This is hip hop. The art that oversees change
This is what we came to regain
True ascension for some they thought never could
Probably cause they'll gave it all up to chase legendhood