Greydon Square - Ears lyrics
[Greydon Square - Ears lyrics]
Yeah Grand Unified oh
You know that already okay
Rational Response what? You know that too?
Alright fine what ever I'm just gonna say
Whatever the hell I wanna say
Look now when I spit just know
That part of it's phlegm
For these rappers who are just mad
Because I'm smarter than them
And ego not withstanding you know
What they gonna say
"I don't have book smarts I
But, I got street smarts" yeah okay
That's just a way to justify
That you dumber than hell
You got the IQ of a rock
That you smart as a box of nails
I guess you hood if you can
Read at a 4th grade level
And that you honestly think that a
Spoon is a small shovel
That's why these rappers think
That Cannabis is wack
Because he makes 'em feel stupid
And they can't have that
I guess with money you don't
Have to be smart huh?
You could be a Lloyd from
Dumb and Dumber part one
Talking about cars when you got
Hit by a parked one
Claimin' that you're fire but don't
Know how to start one what?
So let 'em talk let 'em call me a Square
'Cause they just mad
Because my ears are bigger than theirs
Its West game
No don't stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith) don't
Don't Stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith)
You should treat my metaphors like
A slap in the face
You a wienie you should come
In a package of 8
We can battle for a million
Dollars cash in the case
You spit a wack verse to me and
I'm gon' laugh in your face
(HAHA that was wack)
You say I'm corny that ain't nothin' new
I've been told worse from people
More important that you
They think I'm different now 'cause I
Don't cuss no more but trust
I fornicate under the consent of
The king you up still
My music's jumpin' like a frog on a limb
This is real talk fool like
Dialogue on a film
I get juiced like Barry Bonds
On a steroid binge spit balls and sick lines
Like your elbow bends
You ain't gonna beat me so
You need to stay focused
That's harder than finding a single
Woman with no kids (That's hard)
And if you tell your crew I dis you in pairs
'Cause they probably mad too my
Ears are bigger than theirs
It's west game
No don't stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith) don't
Don't Stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith)
My ears are so big I had
To pierce with a Glock 40
That's why I didn't 'cause for me
It rings a nice sporty
You won't catch me in 'em
Vagina less cock orgies
My ears jump off my head and
Patrol my block for me
I use my ears as portable fox holes
Wrap 'em around my body so I
Know where the shots go
When enemy fire comes in
From multiple spots yo
Whenever I'm out rover patrollin' the Congo
(where they at?)
Say what you want I know you can't stand it
My ears a damn planet
My ears are bigger than a fat Janet
(That's big)
That college you in is bigger than mad campus
And got more meat on it than
A double Quizno ham sandwich
So you can't say nothing 'bout
It I ain't already said
And if you bring it to
Battle then you already dead
There better things to talk about
Than what's on Eddie's head
So you better bring something else
If you want Eddie's head
No don't stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith) don't
Don't Stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith)
There's no way I can put this on the album
This song is stupid as hell
Balls on your chin
You know that already okay
Rational Response what? You know that too?
Alright fine what ever I'm just gonna say
Whatever the hell I wanna say
Look now when I spit just know
That part of it's phlegm
For these rappers who are just mad
Because I'm smarter than them
And ego not withstanding you know
What they gonna say
"I don't have book smarts I
But, I got street smarts" yeah okay
That's just a way to justify
That you dumber than hell
You got the IQ of a rock
That you smart as a box of nails
I guess you hood if you can
Read at a 4th grade level
And that you honestly think that a
Spoon is a small shovel
That's why these rappers think
That Cannabis is wack
Because he makes 'em feel stupid
And they can't have that
I guess with money you don't
Have to be smart huh?
You could be a Lloyd from
Dumb and Dumber part one
Talking about cars when you got
Hit by a parked one
Claimin' that you're fire but don't
Know how to start one what?
So let 'em talk let 'em call me a Square
'Cause they just mad
Because my ears are bigger than theirs
Its West game
No don't stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith) don't
Don't Stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith)
You should treat my metaphors like
A slap in the face
You a wienie you should come
In a package of 8
We can battle for a million
Dollars cash in the case
You spit a wack verse to me and
I'm gon' laugh in your face
(HAHA that was wack)
You say I'm corny that ain't nothin' new
I've been told worse from people
More important that you
They think I'm different now 'cause I
Don't cuss no more but trust
I fornicate under the consent of
The king you up still
My music's jumpin' like a frog on a limb
This is real talk fool like
Dialogue on a film
I get juiced like Barry Bonds
On a steroid binge spit balls and sick lines
Like your elbow bends
You ain't gonna beat me so
You need to stay focused
That's harder than finding a single
Woman with no kids (That's hard)
And if you tell your crew I dis you in pairs
'Cause they probably mad too my
Ears are bigger than theirs
It's west game
No don't stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith) don't
Don't Stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith)
My ears are so big I had
To pierce with a Glock 40
That's why I didn't 'cause for me
It rings a nice sporty
You won't catch me in 'em
Vagina less cock orgies
My ears jump off my head and
Patrol my block for me
I use my ears as portable fox holes
Wrap 'em around my body so I
Know where the shots go
When enemy fire comes in
From multiple spots yo
Whenever I'm out rover patrollin' the Congo
(where they at?)
Say what you want I know you can't stand it
My ears a damn planet
My ears are bigger than a fat Janet
(That's big)
That college you in is bigger than mad campus
And got more meat on it than
A double Quizno ham sandwich
So you can't say nothing 'bout
It I ain't already said
And if you bring it to
Battle then you already dead
There better things to talk about
Than what's on Eddie's head
So you better bring something else
If you want Eddie's head
No don't stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith) don't
Don't Stop the show
(Compton's version of Will Smith
Compton's version of Will Smith)
There's no way I can put this on the album
This song is stupid as hell
Balls on your chin