Lyrics:
blues without losing something you thought was true
I can hear the questions now since journalism died somehow
The shout proclaimed: "The poison
their numbers
All day pool party in journalism Zion
And bazooka flash the grin she
Decorate the closest Nikon
Bazooka flash the molars decorate
The close
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
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
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
know if there's truth behind your journalism
Ya bunch Fake niggas
Talk a lot but niggas never brought a lot to the table
That's why ya' niggas unstable
Human transference is kicking my head
You cut copy paste what the other one says
Don't know what to believe cause journalism is dead
They must be
Journalism... Moralism...
No room for truth just an illusion
Less political... More correctness...
In UK, "less" is "more" for mass rape?
Cultural workshop...
lynching
Ignorance - the cause it ignites
Watch as the others die
Keeping the crowd fool
Plaster their open minds
Journalism has no faith
Misinform the easy
lack
Capitalism dimes
When we can't come back it's journalism time
You in love the Coco you got to sniff dat now you tripping going loco you got to quit
went to Journalism school with
He's covering the Armageddon that's become the Okanagan
The second one is of another friend
Who's doing a restoration
Rockefeller
Halluminati in your mozzarella
Now we got blogs to tell us how journalism lost its essence
And Urban Outfitters are hosting ayahuasca sessions
So
know you were going to be doing songs
I thought it was going to be the journalism thing
That's what you had wanted to do at first
I am very surprised
lyricism
But I know she prollyprolly got ulterior motives
Half of y’all faker than Arnab Goswami’s journalism
Half of y’all faker than Modi’s secularism
Yaad
they told me
Music brought out a bold me
And now I’m rapping
From nothing to something
That’s a story
I bring my words to life
Journalism on this track
an exalted pariah
I am
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Bonafide, fortified
Journalism my sight
Astigmatism in
so. Just checking. You've got to be thorough. Balanced journalism
So, is it your name? Oh, it's not your name. So, what is Winmau then?
Winmau. Is it
enforcement, cable news
Ballot boxes, storage space, clearance aisles, fire safes
Economics, diplomacy, marital status, democracy
Journalism, foreign trade,
the fuckin contents
And ya'll take shit out of context like you Complex
Yellow journalism in full effect if being honest
Oops I spilled some real shit you can
journalism degree)
I haven't seen errors this egregious since the Wicked Bible!
I haven't seen a font this weak since Avatar!
Sure, let's try adding more
thackeray
Hip hop men dekho kitne mir jafar hai
Nidar meri kalam tru-journalism uthal puthal karu cus I never give up
Hunar hunar bharey har alfazon mein big
the fires soldering the doors with lead
Fed fed
I'm fed up of
I'm fed full off of
Fat falafels of fluff journalism and mediocrity
A pity none of these
Five, Four, Three, Two, One
Lift-off!
To the last frontier
As one of the pioneers
Project Juno feeding all the journalism ears
Write it down, ask me
Fake News - fact check this - you never tell the whole truth
Seems like you're allergic to the truth
Fact check this - journalism is dead
Fake News - you
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