Текст песни The Compton Effect - Greydon Square
Hey,
I
need
you
to
proofread
this
for
me
Tell
me
if
it's
alright
My
life
is
like
my
music,
it
hits
you
where
it
hurts
For
what
it's
worth,
this
is
more
than
just
flippin'
a
This
me
liftin'
the
curse
from
my
knees,
where
it
hurts
Like
a
squat
during
the
last
set
when
the
muscles
all
burn
Nothin'
concerns
me
more
Than
selling
myself
out
just
to
earn
me
more
And
there
ain't
no
tellin'
what
that
money
would
burn
me
for
Tryin'
to
convince
me
independence
would
turn
me
poor
Tryin'
to
turn
me
core
I'm
turnin'
down
record
deals,
a
deal
wouldn't
even
help
Anything
a
label
can
do
I
can
do
for
myself
People
say,
"Graydon,
can't
you
talk
about
something
else?"
But
when
I
did
songs
about
other
things,
it
didn't
help
You
never
heard
of
Graydon
Square
before
I
came
out
with
Extian
Or
educated
you
on
Molotov
with
a
lesson
Nobody
cared
before
when
I
was
talking
in
circles
You
all
wanted
Rudy
music,
radio,
and
club
songs
Selling
drugs
and
love
songs
How
can
I
appreciate
today's
music?
The
love's
gone.
But
this
atheism
caught
on,
didn't
it?
All
I
did
was
put
it
in
music,
kicked
the
truth
in
my
lyrics
And
I
never
abused
it
Cause
I
never
was
stupid
enough
to
overdo
it
'Till
the
message
was
useless
Setup
the
booth
with
delivery
and
some
courage
Even
if
was
nervous
I
would
go
and
spit
with
a
purpose
I
knew
the
stakes
were
high,
That
they
would
come
with
the
king,
I
knew
my
ace
was
high,
higher
than
the
queen
or
jack,
to
grace
the
sky
On
third
basees
I'm
try'n
to
take
home
if
the
outfielder
takes
the
fly.
I'm
Greydon
Square,
I
'm
way
ahead
a'
ya
These
other
rappers
rhyme
repetative
I'm
Kirk
Franklin's
quantum
negative
1 An Irrational Argument
2 A Rational Response
3 The Compton Effect
4 Molotov
5 Extian
6 Buddy
7 Psych Eval (Interlude)
8 Pandora's Box
9 Roots
10 Ears
11 Stranger (feat. Traumah)
12 Squared
13 Say
14 Addressed
15 The Dream
16 Gone
17 Dear Journal (Bonus)
18 What Up (Bonus)
19 As a Fan (Bonus)
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