Greydon Square - Bad Plan lyrics

We ain’t such bad people
We just want to puff that weed smoke
Jump back, you gave up last sequel
Got plenty more in my vast depot trust that

Your flows are less lethal
Metaphors less cheeky
You speak of dead people
We speak of dead species
Revel in bevel and slopes
While your favorite emcee’s absolute best
Verse is about peddling dope
Heaven is broke as hell when
Compared to these golden bars
You welcome token gods with open arms
For me it’s slopes and arcs
Beef or war I play the soldier’s part
Poking hearts in the frozen dark
This for half zones and quarters we bake
As we move from an
Orderly to disorderly state
Dumb people can only sort of relate
Dismissing the potential enormous change that
An orphan could make
Choices and fates, it’s hard to interlock ‘em
While 1st world rappers claim they
Started from the bottom i’m sure you did
They looking at me like "how dare
You have the nerve to live"
As I play Copernicus
Chillin with a perfect grin

I take the songs that I write and I sing
For the record like it’s never been sung
You really expect me to run for the hills
Hold my tongue when the reverend comes
I’m trying to grow and become the very
Best Greydon Square I could ever become
I wouldn’t care if I never blow
I guess a bad plan is better than none

We never had the same goals
I studied more in case we
Ever had to change roles
Insane flows we aim at deranged foes
Then bought creation with the change owed
She came close
I told her she was better off without me
On a mission to prove wrong
Everyone who doubts me
See, i never said this was a good idea
Truth I fear
But i was always ready for it should i peer
Crazy amazingly brazen, maybe
Or maybe i’m an 80s crack baby, aging
Safety’s for the salary type
You can battle me on sight
With any grapple you like
I’m smashing through mics
I don’t care if you can pay me
My creativity is going nowhere
Near the slavery
People always say to me "you
Should be more popular"
But that’s not solving for the fact it makes
Me think about the cost and worth
More and more
You don’t want me on the foreign tours
My music’s chloroform what you want
To pour it for? Hip hop’s only isolationist
Trying to keep his profile low
All while trying to make a shift
I found my purpose with this raw rhyme
Trying to create the best
Quadrilogy of all time
The fame ticket labels claim they lost mine
All because chose not to appeal
To the small minds

I take the songs that I write and I sing
For the record like it’s never been sung
You really expect me to run for the hills
Hold my tongue when the reverend comes
I’m trying to grow and become the very
Best Greydon Square I could ever become
I wouldn’t care if I never blow
I guess a bad plan is better than none

We have to do work by
Putting energy into something
To create the potential of our own
Future within that reference frame