Propaganda

Back at it, like I’m addicted Back at it? Bitch for the mixtape! Back in The Game like I’m Taylor Swift with this shit, Imma Major Son of the God, it’s the saviour Cut to the point, Get the paper I’m drawing a line, making a point I’m making amends, who’s rolling the joint? On the news, who done got you appointed? Who do you speak for, is it for the coins? Is it for the bucks? Is it for the bigots? Love for the land or is it for the digits? Yeah, who’s got the ticket now, who’s gonna pick it now, who’s gonna kick it? (This time who’s gonna pick it? This time who’s gonna kick it?) (This time who’s gonna pick it? This time who’s gonna kick it?) (They gon kick it on your face, man) (They gon kick it on your face, man) They gon kick it on your face They gon lie onto your face They gon talk about your race Serving statues as a bait Let the starving have a taste Let the homeless have a place They gon split us into groups The old school divide-and-rule Propaganda be the tool Propaganda get the views Pop a banner for the money Brainwashing you in the news (They gon kick it on your face, man)