Lyrics:
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the
I'ma put these racks in your face
In your face, show you that
pop culture is like capitalism
and it's ingrained
I want to kill him then throw
from civilization
i can't kill the pop
pop culture is like capitalism
Pop Culture Goddess
Billboard signs
Subway stairs
The evening news
She's everywhere
She's a pop culture goddess skip, skip, skipping
A pop culture
on my fears
Pop culture prophets playing in my ears
I've got celestial mechanics
To synchronize my stars
Seasonal migrations, daily variations
The Future, Gaga, Fashion,
Digital Technology , Dance, New York, Music, Pop Culture
I Want... The Fame
I Can Hear You
Can You Hear Me?
Revolution Is Coming
I'm a Koons fan
Suddenly the Koons is me
Pop culture was in art
Now, art's in pop culture in me
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I
I slap up crews and rock parties for sport
Lived on the streets about eight years straight
There I got my education and learned to debate
So
I have a pop culture identity
I have a pop culture identity
I have a pop culture identity
I have a pop culture identity
I don't think that I can
I'm a Koons fan
Suddenly the Koons is me
Pop culture was in art
Now, art's in pop culture in me
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I
Back to my roots.
There ain't no turning back,
We pon de culture track.
Some a say that we gone soft;
Whatever happened to the pulse so hard?
Another socialite is gonna get arrested
Pop culture transition
Taking over my television
The bravest kids I know
Are the one's that got to go
Haven't read the NME in so long, don't know what genre we belong [Repeat: x2]
Popular culture, no longer applies to me [Repeat: x4]
It's tough
pockets and my face
Okay, let's have a debate
We talkin' 'bout poppin', I promise I'm feelin' a way (who?)
I took the bodies up out of my closet
I
the balls to harness
Pop culture's my trip, somehow you think your gonna stop us
'Cause you flirted with a chick who's got my tongue in her esophagus
But he taught me my culture
And how to live positive
I never want to shame the blood in my veins
And bring pain to my sweet grandfather's face
In
Give me art, move me
I want your body, I just want you
I want a hot night with
A thousand things to do
I am not in Pop Culture
Over the Bitch of Pop
me love love love
I give you movies
You give me love love love
I give you pop culture
You're the girl who hung the moon
And taught it how to glow
I'm
Thank you, Kenneth
It's no secret that our governments have fostered a culture of corruption
In which special interest and big donors advance their
whose will?
Burning wreckage holes
Time is standing still
Out of sight, out of mind
Ground zero, petrified
Fiendish debates
NATO inflates
on the other, "What would Meek do?"
Pop a wheelie, tell the judge to Akinyele
Middle fingers out the Ghost, screamin' "Makaveli" (come with me)
Hail Mary,
for hatred
But I truly hate the devil I cannot debate or fake it
I was asked a question and I asked about it hard
If I was facing death then I could
I slap up crews and rock parties for sport
Lived on the streets about eight years straight
There I got my education and learned to debate
So
And when I touched those keys for the first time
Hand on the bible
And I made a vow
That I shall always be serving pop culture
Starting
Right
Now
time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)
Yktv, got the top off (top off)
Private estate, I'm a mob boss (mob boss)
Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop
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