Murder of the MC
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Yo its crazy how much time has passed but its really the same
Differences is hella miniscule they tricked us to see change
Controllers of the genre aren't the ones creating art
The machines produce the next big thing, the masses play they part
Name an emcee who had broke the charts and said he would break free
I bet you that same emcees name is next to DOD
We create because we love it though we should caution the fame
Ain't seen nothing good come of it when the people know your name
Heavy quotation on people had us gripped up from the start
We were easily distinguishable without needing a mark
They parade us as attractions now for all people to see
Similar to the display back when they sold us for a fee
But now they pocket profit off the work hand over fist
Sure we're paid out for the services but just imagine this
Use the blueprint that they've shown us build our own that we control
Not a project overnight but its past time to break the mold
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Genocide of the culture vultures from the old world
Poisoned our minds their wicked ways and went to war
Silent and deadly seemed friendly but ready to kill
Anything and any human being deemed lessor than filth
Left for dead in the trenches I crawled through the mud
Over bodies some rotting no calming effect, was
Mind over matter clothes tattered bodies turned cold
Warmth of my breath kept my mind from growing old
Lowest on the totem 1960 got the right to vote
Then they scooped us up colonized us even more
Residential schools no culture allowed
No more long hair, speech yo you gotta look white now
Babies buried in the back the church hid, people laugh
Murdered, missing indigenous women tossed in the trash, facts
Highway of tears is real yet you turn a blind eye
Cries to the mother above as she takes one last breath, then sighs
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Yo its crazy how much time has passed but its really the same
Differences is hella miniscule they tricked us to see change
Controllers of the genre aren't the ones creating art
The machines produce the next big thing, the masses play they part
Name an emcee who had broke the charts and said he would break free
I bet you that same emcees name is next to DOD
We create because we love it though we should caution the fame
Ain't seen nothing good come of it when the people know your name
Heavy quotation on people had us gripped up from the start
We were easily distinguishable without needing a mark
They parade us as attractions now for all people to see
Similar to the display back when they sold us for a fee
But now they pocket profit off the work hand over fist
Sure we're paid out for the services but just imagine this
Use the blueprint that they've shown us build our own that we control
Not a project overnight but its past time to break the mold
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Genocide of the culture vultures from the old world
Poisoned our minds their wicked ways and went to war
Silent and deadly seemed friendly but ready to kill
Anything and any human being deemed lessor than filth
Left for dead in the trenches I crawled through the mud
Over bodies some rotting no calming effect, was
Mind over matter clothes tattered bodies turned cold
Warmth of my breath kept my mind from growing old
Lowest on the totem 1960 got the right to vote
Then they scooped us up colonized us even more
Residential schools no culture allowed
No more long hair, speech yo you gotta look white now
Babies buried in the back the church hid, people laugh
Murdered, missing indigenous women tossed in the trash, facts
Highway of tears is real yet you turn a blind eye
Cries to the mother above as she takes one last breath, then sighs
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Murdering emcee's people murdering emcee's
Pulling the cord calling the lord
Like it's 1956 I thought this shit happened no more
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Writer(s): Derek Miller, Octavious Smith
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