Greydon Square - Proof of Concept lyrics

This is my proof of concept
To show you hip hop can be more
Than just bullshit and repetitive nonsense
This is my proof of concept
My proof of concept this is my proof concept

I love being associated with nerdcore
Cause the nerdier they say that
I get I learn more and if I never see a
Million dollars thats fine
As long as my family's taken care
Of when I flat line
Same old rappers standing there
Waiting to shoot ya
Stuck in the past and stand in
The way of the future
I grew up to be exactly what I wanted
When I suited up for the
Army and left California
I spit it for mindless drones
That don't get it yet
Insects that aren't aware of
A greater intellect my music will live on in
Fossils like the barnacle
I gave the universe all
Of it's exotic particles
It's not my fault if they ain't
Smart enough to get this shit
I spit bars just to get
Reactions out of physicists
Before an emcee I'm a hip hop head
And I'll quit before I ever
Say that hip hop's dead
I try to listen to these new cats
I can't take it they make less sense than
Kent Hovind's dissertation
Can't even make it through
One song without sayin'
Something about pimpin' a broad
Or what they're makin'
Look, it's Greydon Square I ain't the crook
I'm the one tellin the Fed
Reserve to open their books
We can catch em if you know where to look
These greedy bastards and their
Holdings for sure just resist the allure

This is my proof of concept
To show you hip hop can be more
Than just bullshit and repetitive nonsense
This is my proof concept my proof of concept
This is my proof concept

I treat knowledge like drunks do last beers
I read more in day than you've
Read in the last year
Get the paper? Naw, Imma get this information
Then spit it back to these kids
And try to lift this nation
We are the result of what the big bang was
You don't even understand the mind
Is what the brain does
They stop listening when the
Spins became for sale
Now they want rappers that
Debate Huxley and Orwell
You already believe in old world funny tales
Why am I not surprised you believe
The world will end in 2012
In a bloody hell of
Destruction and global cataclysm
Just as bad as seven
Year wars and Armageddonism
Your favorite rapper and camp
Prepare to mourn watch, as this whole hip
Hop planet gets terraformed
You need to review your purpose battle me
And all you'll really do doom your churches
I guarantee that you ain't ready
For my superb verbiage, so kick back
Let me process the information and kick facts
And if they think with really what's out
I can't make it the severity of the
Situation's been understated
It's Mr Pryor's joke
Fuck em if they can't take it
Probably be as underrated as Master Ace is
I'm just another kid chasing greatness
That went the opposite way that Ma$e went
And I don't care if hip hop needs a face lift
It had too many chances that it wasted
You got to lay in bed if you make it
They don't even say shit, lyrics are so basic
Either they don't know that they're whack
Or they won't face it

This is my proof of concept
To show you hip hop can be more
Than just bullshit and repetitive nonsense
This is my proof concept my proof of concept
This is my proof concept