We only read the headline, only hear the punchline,
Too wound up to ever unwind,
Only the see the fruit, never think about the root,
We do what we're told, never think about the truth

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Sun rise to sunset, I just rhyme to drum sets,
The type of guy its unwise to upset,
For the words I write are ten times your bodyweight
That means powerful, something to say
I'd probably wait?

Your turn, this is for my audience
Who still support me when my net worth is forty pence,
The more broke a rap star, the more he spends
I'm in the house now, shame I can't afford the rent,

A combination of macklemore, and a matador
Grabbing life by the horns, making rap records,
Dodging the bull, sold to us on the rack in stores,
Sad things, most are coming back for more

Raise your blunts up, nah just raise your guns up
Fuck both of those, why don't your raise your suns up
Its a fatherless generation, starving for education
It's hard to harvest it from artists in our nation

And radio stations, will never give us any heavy rotation
America filling up the private prisons,
Three strikes and you'll be rhyming in em,
Anyone can rhyme to rhythm, but can you rhyme
With wisdom? Will you follow
Will you fight, or will you try or give in?
These aren't the words of a famous man,
Hip Hop's now a desert, i'm just a grain of sand


We only read the headline, only hear the punchline,
Too wound up to ever unwind,
Only the see the fruit, never think about the root,
We do what we're told, never think about the truth

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