.6
- Song Artist: Greydon Square
- Song Album: Type 4: City on the Type of Forever
- Song Name: .6
- Song Length: 2:24
- Song Lyrics: I seen us evolved and moving past this We more inclined to burn it all and smoke the ashes Very little communication just dopey clashes One clumsy step falling forward, three goin’ backwards Faster facts that’ll chase you back where the money runs From secular to pastor, i’ll be the ax that you’re running from Criticisms that never seems to face the state Created in the face of deteriorating race relations Foolish vagrants seeking a safer space Trying to keep my tunes from the playlist aboard the space station Dismantled .9 canceled Still waving the flag of the future despite trampled Music is worse, people respect the lame sound Backpedalled, reversed, stuck retreading the same ground Stiff. Back of the hearse Caught up seeking the fame crown Plane down! It’s clown world Avoid the rabbit hole or get found hurled From even higher heights than where clouds whirl People with less love and more hate Living out the endgame, thinking we’d be at .8 Planetary? We aint even national State budgets leveraging cities to be irrational Fact based solutions never make it to tactical Just more democrips and rebloodlicans in the capital And I aint even scraped the reality yet One second it’s armageddon next it’s time to relax It took a 3rd world war zone for me to respect I Took a 2nd world cab ride for each to reflect Absurd, trying to curtail greed We splurge Complaining that we’re oppressed Smoking 1st world weed Stressed Empathy dead. No given sympathy. While anyone who thinks any different is with the enemy. Destroyer of heavens we don’t deserve an undo Laid amongst wreckage I’m snatching that .7 from you They took me out of my age To find a quaint hairless ape still divided by race And with the long list of grievances incited by rage Success and failures decided by fate I think outside of my cage How can I solve for next lesson If i’m fallin down the Kardashev all with the stressed freshman Terror the peak of knowledge A breach of solace The climb was never meant to be parabolic Err of promise Scared to contribute but there to comment Deceivers thinking they’re fair and honest Wasting our time as the hour burns A dismal downward turn Complete with a shifting in power terms From king of the jungle down to the alley worms .6 is what’s left, thinkin it’s how we learn
- Song Link: https://open.spotify.com/track/5osceeacUEBaXW5DaRDnYe?si=115be3861a0c4426
