First Degree the D.E. - Propaganda paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Propaganda - First Degree the D.E.




Greatest trick devil ever pulled
Convincing po' white folks to join his pool
But man, you all brothers, and bank on Drew
Score one for propaganda, the devil's tool, mmm
I can appreciate you being in tune with your morals
But with Jesus the Savior come through with that behavior
Spending all your time critiquing and none doing
Damn, the devil aggressive when his soul you're pursuing
He be, you follow, 'cause that's way of the world
Know your whining critiquing won't make you relevant
I'm in both lanes, talking left of the head of it
Came and tried me, it's so hard, level up
Fool, you was taught by Limbaugh, do for self
Whole GOP feel Mary March, that's racist
Fucked up thing is it inspires their basis
All the food stamps mostly used by whites
What's that in the sky? It's a leaflet insert
Can't form your opinion without hearing from Rupert
Making all your money off the hardship of others
We come up for your head, take covers
Expending your thoughts on goals, dreams, pursuance
Your mind caught up on forming opinions of doers
Me talk on you? Well, most do, never heard weaker
Doers don't spend time on critiquing critiquers
Your grandpa was taught in textbooks blacks was lazy
It's gonna take centuries to rid that shadiest
Got a wife, three kids, rap beats, bus teaching
Getting my master's, you work harder than me
It's the wonderment, using propaganda as a tool
Some use it for self and hate, some use it as a tool
Fuck record sales, I just want your attention
Got some wisdom wisdom that you ain't heard mentioned
Shouts out to Big Ron, Sue, Yates is crucial
Big G, Big Al, Jamie, can't stay neutral
MC, I do, bumped into a random Casper
I don't speak to minions, take me to your master
King, king of pawns, must keep, must keep fighting
Ain't no sleep in this devil I'm fighting
You bumped me in for years, mad that I said cracker
Man, it wasn't for you, 'twas the devil I sought after
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
What would the Lord say? What 'bout your mama?
If they heard you talking dumb, demonizing Obama
It's okay to be vocal in talking 'bout race
Long as you respectful, even if none in your face
You engulfed in propaganda, spewing views of the weak
Chin off the chin on the chin, Simi Valley
Review, not impressed
Come real, may I suggest
Rather have your taxes go towards building the bomb
Than to helping orphan Annie, Jose Town, anti-Wrong
There's a war coming between null and self
Hope you're on the right side when the decision fell
Tax the rich, they can afford
They don't make service jobs, they use people and hoard
Wanna do right, be just, honor liberty
Doing for others is the answer to your inquiry
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, it's like a powerful tool of words
Used for an underlying goal
But the point of this record is this
Just amplify it, it's like a lightsaber
Both sides of the force gots the lightsaber
You really gonna use that lightsaber for hell of good?
Or you gonna use that lightsaber for hell of evil?
And that's what we dealing with
My point is this, be able to recognize that shit
My point is this, be able to recognize
That shit and make your own decision
I'm out
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda



Writer(s): Tivon Key, Willie L. Buckley


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