Lyrics:
down
And fill up your pockets, yeah
Mass media, information overload
Welcome to America
(The following message is brought to you by Viacom)
worthless and doesn't
Help America one bit i will keep on
Providing you more information
About my ideology learn along the way
Make sure you're paying
This is a public service announcement
The United States of America has fallen into much civil unrest
Due to misleading information reported by media
Undefined
Go hire 100 swipers so I could build me an empire
Get 200 up the freeway, and the scat I had to change tires
The Walmart system
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
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If
to the public
Amyx steals whatever knowledge he can
And escapes the country through its underground sewage system
Eventually, he reaches Thailand
(America
This is a time of revelation
In the age of free information
We aren't talking about segregation anymore
A land of patriots
Pigs with a handgun
Outlook is dim, somber, MF Grimm
Political climate, suffocating air is thin
Tyrant at the helm, information overwhelm
Looking for answers, checking
And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get
Tony Wing's the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill him?
And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get
Tony Wing's the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill him?
plate
Police brutality and segregated mind states
The system is corrupt, Satan's pullin' the strings
Man it should've be foreseen when they battered
America is a country of liberty, a meeting of immigrants
Instead of simply assimilating, its citizens live alongside others
So the major sought a system
centuries haven't recovered since they carrying the truth and feeding us bullshit false information to keep us all inside 85 percent of what's spoken is all
Or something that's meaner
Like a system whose only interest
Is in making its pockets greener
And before I've had a chance
To understand
My present
Back in the days drivin' an Accord
Everybody rise (Wu-Tang)
(This slang) You know (this rhyme) you came to America
(that's our thang)
(I hang)
consolidation, information restricted
Just like the iron law of oligarchy predicted
Incarcerating the poor among
The drug addicted
But not the families
single pack
While the police on their ass
Dope dealing, coke business, no limits, im all with it
Im with it yeah yeah
Whole prisons, a sold system, its so
the win
Americans don’t vote, right? Disillusioned by a broken system
Imprisoned victims of capitalism given up on trying to fix the kingdom
And we in one
I've never been to america
Perhaps at this rate I'll never go
I've tried my best to remain hopeful
But the change has always been so slow
You get
back and watch your little gimmick backfire
Under the circumstances in any order of events
I be with sick niggaz rollin' thick
Dissin the system got
Good about this shit
They tryna rewind America
Back to when 3/5ths
Was equal to a whole
It’s hysterical how hysteria unfolds
When a women puts down
just me, against this fuck up country
5. Trust me, all I see is money, from the system
6. My wisdom, be giving me fiction, without assistance
7. Fight
As the smoke settles in the middle east
USA with no intention to make peace
Keeping Americas public in dark
Just feeding them with reasons
through the mirrors and smoke
But ya'll still rigged the system cuz this countries a joke
It's all a corporation but they want us to be broke
Cuz we small
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