Lyrics:
the early 1960s, De Beers had sold the idea that bigger diamonds were better symbols of love. The more mass they moved, the more they made.
That all changed
Part I: Mass Hysteria
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Of forgotten hope
And the welfare's asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass
And the welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass
and the battle with us
I know that Black Lives Matter, and they matter to us
These are the things we gotta discuss
The new plantation, mass incarceration
And the welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
and it's creating a feeding ground for the bottom feeders of hysteria
Hysteria, mass hysteria!
and the battle with us
I know that Black Lives Matter, and they matter to us
These are the things we gotta discuss
The new plantation, mass incarceration
not separate. Just a
Mass control system to keep us in our places.
Too many followers and
Not enough quality leaders, and an
Educational system that
Hip-Hop as an international culture
Of peace and prosperity it is also a set of
Principles which advise all Hip-Hoppers on
How to sustain the peaceful
notoriety
The mass media has given all these other athletes
I just needed someone great who looked like me
Jim Thorpe you could be my Muhammad Ali
Afflicted
while also
Reaching for the kind of mass
Pop-cultural relevance that he, Nicki
And Atlantic Records all believe him
To be capable of judging by
of American history inspires change
In the feeble hearts and minds of the innocent
People speak of an end to this segregation
Calling for a great leader to put
The masses falling for phony mass appeal
Take all the proceeds and throw 'em on the fire
Just keeping warm in the clutches of desire
Ain't got a hand to play
of artists we all freaks and geeks
For the world to laugh at and get their fix
Im watching the clock and I'm counting the ticks
Like a mad man help me
I'm
blood ran
City ravaged by white flight, followed by mass blight
Son of Egyptian parents born with a chance to take flight
Left the Nile, for Motown
It's all lies, it's a bullshit reality
I'd rather die than worship a celebrity
Your mind is all you need
So do yourself a favor and kill your fuckin'
We the people
Are so fucking tired
Of all the corruption
And lies
This is Critical Mass
Every American should march on Washington DC
and should
and Blood
How much more?
Flesh and Blood
We the people
Are so fucking tired
Of all the corruption
And lies
This is Critical Mass
This is a system crash
Here
more to the equation than Cops
Confedrate Flags risen beware the system
Police brutality the newest form of American Terrorism
The center of all media
contributions can have a larger net than the gross malevolence of manipulate falsehoods Doctrine
Billionaires see the system
This all ties into
For politicians
down on me
Like the stop and frisk, mass incarceration
That perpetuation of recidivism
That mean they create a system hard to break
That why millions
can't assist
These american dreams that we must resist
These american dreams that we must resist
Fuck you nation
Fuck your law
Fuck the system
Fuck
Hahahaha
Sheesh
America on scary
Sex drugs and murder
Home of the thrills
Land of the freaks
America on scary
Mass murders on the loose
Theater church
gain
Or Sambo faces
Columbus tortured Hispaniola crazed
Grabbed all he could take, In ravenous raids
Murders plus, Out breaking
Syphilis, Conquered with
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