PROPAGANDA by ANGRY BLACKMEN Lyrics
[Intro]
This station and hundreds of other radio and TV stations throughout this part of the country are pulling their resources through an emergency network hookup to keep you informed of all development
At this hour, we repeat, these are the facts that we know. There is an epidemic of mass murder being conducted by a virtual army of unidentified assassins
[Sample]
Okay, Gary, you have my attention
[Verse 1]
Angry black and we back
Y'all addicted like we crack
Reddit users on my shaft
Told 'em "Lick my ballsack"
ABM, all facts
Write that shit, all caps
Feelin' like a superhero
Alan Moore, Rorschach
Niggas on a warpath
Go 'head, record that
Counterculture classism
'Cause we can't afford crap
[...], report that
Now I'm switching up my flow, though
Everywhere we go it's like they wanna take a photo
Every song I co-wrote
Brian is the architect
Tryna win this white man
Game with my heart intact
Loot a local target next
Hit 'em where the money at
Lookin' for the truth with my motor and my [...]
Catch me [...]
Chillin' with my buddies and
Dark skin, dread hair
Lookin' kinda bummy, an
Intelligent young black man never hesitant
Motherfuck fuck the president
I say it now in present tense
[Bridge 1]
Unidentified assassins
Unidentified assassins
Unidentified assassins
[Verse 2]
Cancel culture, suck a dick
I just had enough of it
Fuck a Twitter tweeb
Eatin' beats like a vegetable
Skillset impeccable
Accessible to white folks
Seeing niggas dying through the screens
On my iPhone
Hit me like a cyclone
Eight minutes, 46
Praying that I see my own kids
When I'm forty six
[Bridge 2]
Used to be a corny kid
Watchin' Rick and Morty, lit
[Verse 3]
Then I met with Brian and we
Linked up recording hits
[...] more than this
Swear he likes my Morpheus
Listening to Doom
While I'm bumping that accordion
Hopefully, I record again
Maybe when a Grammy plaque
I would give it all
Just to have my fucking granny back
Niggas asking "Can he rap?"
Not that cotton candy rap
This that Dark Knight
Batman, vigilante rap
[...]
Kill a track, murder it
Bone-chilling bars
I can feel it in my vertebrae
This station and hundreds of other radio and TV stations throughout this part of the country are pulling their resources through an emergency network hookup to keep you informed of all development
At this hour, we repeat, these are the facts that we know. There is an epidemic of mass murder being conducted by a virtual army of unidentified assassins
[Sample]
Okay, Gary, you have my attention
[Verse 1]
Angry black and we back
Y'all addicted like we crack
Reddit users on my shaft
Told 'em "Lick my ballsack"
ABM, all facts
Write that shit, all caps
Feelin' like a superhero
Alan Moore, Rorschach
Niggas on a warpath
Go 'head, record that
Counterculture classism
'Cause we can't afford crap
[...], report that
Now I'm switching up my flow, though
Everywhere we go it's like they wanna take a photo
Every song I co-wrote
Brian is the architect
Tryna win this white man
Game with my heart intact
Loot a local target next
Hit 'em where the money at
Lookin' for the truth with my motor and my [...]
Catch me [...]
Chillin' with my buddies and
Dark skin, dread hair
Lookin' kinda bummy, an
Intelligent young black man never hesitant
Motherfuck fuck the president
I say it now in present tense
[Bridge 1]
Unidentified assassins
Unidentified assassins
Unidentified assassins
[Verse 2]
Cancel culture, suck a dick
I just had enough of it
Fuck a Twitter tweeb
Eatin' beats like a vegetable
Skillset impeccable
Accessible to white folks
Seeing niggas dying through the screens
On my iPhone
Hit me like a cyclone
Eight minutes, 46
Praying that I see my own kids
When I'm forty six
[Bridge 2]
Used to be a corny kid
Watchin' Rick and Morty, lit
[Verse 3]
Then I met with Brian and we
Linked up recording hits
[...] more than this
Swear he likes my Morpheus
Listening to Doom
While I'm bumping that accordion
Hopefully, I record again
Maybe when a Grammy plaque
I would give it all
Just to have my fucking granny back
Niggas asking "Can he rap?"
Not that cotton candy rap
This that Dark Knight
Batman, vigilante rap
[...]
Kill a track, murder it
Bone-chilling bars
I can feel it in my vertebrae