No Appetite for Propaganda

You can have all the talent in the world
But it don't matter cause the system so corrupt
Look, everything rigged
Why do I dream big when I'm playing in a game
That's designed to take advantage of kids
Will fame be the drug that everyone succumbs to
I've heard it summon me, I wonder, will it summon you
Eventually, the principalities take over industries and
Every entity so they can limit all our free speech
This is more than just talk about a conspiracy
Ain't no more secret societies
They deliberately
Walk around and parade they faith in front of your face
And tell you that it's gone be okay
They got it figured out so well
And we say oh well
They said they had it under control but did it go well
And why do I feel like I'm still on lockdown
Even though my mind and body not inside a prison cell

Sometimes in this life
Things just don't seem right
Don't feed me propaganda
I don't have the appetite
That's not what I want
Cause it ain't what I like
Don't feed me propaganda
I don't have the appetite

Yeah
You gotta use yo Medulla
Don't let the media come try to fool ya
Who you with?
Gotta make a decision cause if you don't pick
Then the side gone choose ya
I ain't tryna school ya
I'm just tryna give you a lil game and make it cooler
Than predecessors gave to me
Thankfully I didn't get too stuck inside my Waze
To navigate in the game and try to make it back and forth to A to B
Luckily, I ain't get too lost out there
Somebody told me that I could be my own boss out there
Cause it's No Limit to the P they be pushing on ya
Tryna get under yo skin ain't talking melanoma
I wish we all came together like the Beatles said
And find a way to stay grounded like a beetle's head
If we keep rapping bout killing each other we'll never be free
So show some love yo brother and change the narrative
Yeah

Sometimes in this life
Things just don't seem right
Don't feed me propaganda
I don't have the appetite
That's not what I want
Cause it ain't what I like
Don't feed me propaganda
I don't have the appetite

Sometimes in this life
Things just don't seem right
Don't feed me propaganda
I don't have the appetite
That's not what I want
Cause it ain't what I like
Don't feed me propaganda
I don't have the appetite



Credits
Writer(s): Norman Sann
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