Greydon Square - Mission Statement lyrics
[Greydon Square - Mission Statement lyrics]
Yea, my mission statement yo
We can test the illogical
Pseudo-philosophical
Stuff that ain't possible, not even probable
With logic used as an obstacle
Hell yeah, I've said it before
Cut your beliefs into pieces and leave
It dead at the door i love how the gods used
To live in the mountains
And when we moved to mountains
And never found 'em
Then they want to move to the sky
Then we move to the sky
But we didn't find 'em there
And you wondering why
Cause gods were nothing more
Than ploys under disguise
And you wanna despise truth over liars?
I'm still the black Carl Sagan
Expose the fraud of Christianity
That's all pagan
Dissect it all, and spit it back to all, amen
With absolutely no systematic interpretation
So while you hatin', making up stuff
Like Greydon's praying to Satan
You look like a chump
With little to no education
I never lost faith
I just gained enough education to
Rub in your face
Now you wanna go and treat me
Like a man in disgrace
And do anything to damage my name?
Where's god? Where's god's god?
Where's god's god's god when you're broke
And out of a job?
Who the hell you talkin' to when
You talk to the sky?
Is it Jesus, Yahweh, or your homie Allah?
It's funny
They say I live my life as a crook
When they got illiterate merchants
That's writing they books
Mmm ya
Late night training missions
Teaching us how to kill
Drill sergeants drill it into your grill
Nineteen years old, and likely as bold
To throw a grenade in front of
Someone just to watch it explode
Ain't nothing about the past is sexy
I spent most of my life tryin'a
Get people to respect me
I'm a group home kid
A product of the system and look what it did
I swear to whatever god you believe in
I had tears in my eyes
When I wrote this my emotions
Relive in my focus
The first song I ever wrote was "Misery"
Was called "Misery", and involved my history
I keep having dreams that I died in prison
All because I witnessed beatings
In Maclaren's children's center
My mission statement
We can test the illogical
Pseudo-philosophical
Stuff that ain't possible, not even probable
With logic used as an obstacle
Hell yeah, I've said it before
Cut your beliefs into pieces and leave
It dead at the door i love how the gods used
To live in the mountains
And when we moved to mountains
And never found 'em
Then they want to move to the sky
Then we move to the sky
But we didn't find 'em there
And you wondering why
Cause gods were nothing more
Than ploys under disguise
And you wanna despise truth over liars?
I'm still the black Carl Sagan
Expose the fraud of Christianity
That's all pagan
Dissect it all, and spit it back to all, amen
With absolutely no systematic interpretation
So while you hatin', making up stuff
Like Greydon's praying to Satan
You look like a chump
With little to no education
I never lost faith
I just gained enough education to
Rub in your face
Now you wanna go and treat me
Like a man in disgrace
And do anything to damage my name?
Where's god? Where's god's god?
Where's god's god's god when you're broke
And out of a job?
Who the hell you talkin' to when
You talk to the sky?
Is it Jesus, Yahweh, or your homie Allah?
It's funny
They say I live my life as a crook
When they got illiterate merchants
That's writing they books
Mmm ya
Late night training missions
Teaching us how to kill
Drill sergeants drill it into your grill
Nineteen years old, and likely as bold
To throw a grenade in front of
Someone just to watch it explode
Ain't nothing about the past is sexy
I spent most of my life tryin'a
Get people to respect me
I'm a group home kid
A product of the system and look what it did
I swear to whatever god you believe in
I had tears in my eyes
When I wrote this my emotions
Relive in my focus
The first song I ever wrote was "Misery"
Was called "Misery", and involved my history
I keep having dreams that I died in prison
All because I witnessed beatings
In Maclaren's children's center
My mission statement