Chinese Creatine
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Lyrics
"Some of us are against the Illuminati And we are against the Illuminati at our own Detriment. When people are against the Illuminati They get punched in the face all the time, the press Hates em and nobody likes em... End quote" The corruption is blatant, got us suffocating Blood pressure raising, need doctors to resuscitate ya We in a hologram polygraphs and dollar scams Another scapegoat ISIS over Taliban What's the difference between prehistoric and Modern Man Did god make us in his image just to follow man? We spending dollars on the popular brands It's propagand, artists selling products to fans Does god exist? Is it a he or a she? Are you a sheep or a beast? Does it Matter what you perceive? Prestige and social status climbing the social ladder Something bad happens everybody wanna know about it Low salaries choking on some calories Elections racially charged, phones on low battery Drones surveillance, worshipping the A-list Putting each other down when our origin is sacred Marketing is changing our behaviors Poverty's contagious, it's Sodom and Gamorrha in the matrix Smoke and black mirrors trynna stop the cash getters It's lame, the music games full of ass kissers Morally bankrupt you saw me when I came up Same bluffs now I'm back fucking the game up Change up nothing but the beats I rock to Get u some Chinese creatine kid I got you This the shit that got Jon Jones banned Ambidextrous I can hit with both hands I can do what no man can I learned to survive in No Mans Land This the shit that got Jon Jones banned Ambidextrous I can hit with both hands I can do what no man can I learned to survive in No Mans Land It's time to reprogram ya whole plan From the shithole where they steal the gold and coltan And the petro, along with minerals in the land Suffer a thousand deaths for dissing the original man Make you feel the soul in it like an old school jam I'm the go to player, kid my flow Sudan Wolfenstein eradicate the Ku Klux Klan Can give two fucks just like Ruk in the Boot Camp My shit is niche fuck mainstream that shit is sweet Virtually everything industry says I disagree Perfect symmetry of beef and conscious I don't care about ya followers ya speech is nonsense They killed all the leaders from Malcom to Fred Hampton Threw a few of us some money held us for ransom Changed up the sound, a few real left standing Last hard shit from the East was Dipset Anthem That's heatmakers and Juel Santana Live long like the revolutionary black Panthers Never that flash in the pan rap I'm pan-African, pen massacres send ya ambassadors I been crafting this 20-20 lens crafter I been graphic, I'm demolishing ya bracket On some fantasy rap shit, hand 'em a classic Random attacks, hand on my cannon I clap shit This the shit that got Jon Jones banned Ambidextrous I can hit with both hands I can do what no man can I learned to survive in No Mans Land This the shit that got Jon Jones banned Ambidextrous I can hit with both hands I can do what no man can I learned to survive in No Mans Land
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:07
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 87 BPM