Lyrics:
a Journalism degree, not a reporter
See me in a brand new suit, it's not for court nah
Won't brag about things I ain't ought ta
'Member Platinum B and what I
a Journalism degree, not a reporter
See me in a brand new suit, it's not for court nah
Won't brag about things I ain't ought ta
'Member Platinum B and what I
a Journalism degree, not a reporter
See me in a brand new suit, it's not for court nah
Won't brag about things I ain't ought ta
'Member Platinum B and what I
a Journalism degree, not a reporter
See me in a brand new suit, it's not for court nah
Won't brag about things I ain't ought ta
'Member Platinum B and what I
know much of nothing
Even if one of them was to read the newspaper
Cover to cover
That ain't what's going on
Journalism's dead and gone
Frail grasp
it's yum)
And suck it 'till you're numb
Journalism's kinda scary
And of it we should be wary
Wonder what became of Mary?
Voice Of Mary's Vision:
Lois Lane seems a pretty strong woman
The kind woman that a girl could be
So you've got an HND in journalism?
Because journalism could change
layers of fiction
The hellish elite pull the vulnerable strings of journalism
With the mastery of everyday blood money and ultimatums
The boundless flavor
Method Man]
Dumb-dumb-dumb there they go [Repeat: x4]
[Treach]
Getting the realism, stating the great prism
Journalism, the Moses writing, graffiti
a female thing, a failed thing
Journalism or internalism
Shirley Chisolm wouldn't play the victim
Eartha Kitt woulda been finished with him
Top
uninformed of useless propagandist journalism
That reports alleged violations of human rights
We all know they wouldn't have been punished
If they hadn't been
for a fight
Over what the Bible says is wrong or right
When someone made a movie about Jesus on the cross
A journalism war of what is truth and what is
Journalism, for the mass
Greener, than the greenest grass
Naivety, isn't what we need
Every picture wee see, every line we read
What about
blues without losing something you thought was true
I can hear the questions now since journalism died somehow
The shout proclaimed: "The poison
bankruptcy
And you can't escape
We've been sold out we can get out
Lies sold tragedy all on your TV
Fabricated journalism
Junk news and jingoism
Throw his crap back in the van
Still with pride while having grown despondent
Journalism broke that man
But you can't take that away
No you can't
with their mouths full of silver spoons
Got a paper full of yellow journalism
A restaurant waiter selling me words of wisdom
The small town crier is
inna trouble
now is the time when you speak the truth
can get you inna problem
investigative journalism
and social media activism
fake news and populism
you to the higher kingdom
Sound the trumpets feel the rhythm
Fuck the poison just take the serum
You the light we the prism
Journalism don't listen
They talk about gods and terrorism
Use the differences for racism
Like the old black plague for a cataclysm
It's the brand new wave for journalism
Pay
slaves bein traded, I'm under pressure
Thoughts be actin wild like a child molester
Madman terrorism, today's journalism
Goin to war across
Preachers and politicians
Conjurers and liars
Scr*ps of elaborate excuses
And ivory towers
Who's on television?
Not taking any sides
Modern journalism
jewels down like journalism
How I'm a move now it emerged through wisdom
A pilgrim, prophisizing puttin' words to rhythm
Relatin', an Adam Clayton in
They ask the question
We give the answers
But then the story
Is something strange
They try to call it
Rock journalism
But it's a slave
to the musiv
