Propaganda (Explicit)

Propaganda (Explicit) - Pegz

I'm not too concerned

With rappers dissing me

I burnt bridges and turkey

Slapped the industry

I told critics learn to act with dignity

My whole crew struggled to earn rap validity

I'm from a city of trials and tribulations

A lot of good friends deprived of liberation

Underworld killings violent intimidation

Only the strong survive the situation

It's hard enough trying to hold your own

Without the weight of the world

Trying to overload

I go toe to toe with most of you blokes

And comatose ya homophobic bogan flows

Don't you know not to grab the mic

With the same old punch line battle rhymes

Appetite for destruction like the anti-christ

Looking like choir boys running from paradise

Propaganda Propaganda

I can't believe I forgot to thank ya

The whole wide world's like what a wanker

And they keep on keep on

Keep on dumbing it down

Propaganda Propaganda

I ain't heard sh*t about what you stand for

Everyone knows that your not a gangster

And you keep on keep on

Keep on dumbing it down

I don't carry a knife I cook rappers alive

My hooks damage ya mind

Like Suge Marion Knight

The bangers I write I look fans in the eye

And ask them why this b******t happens in life

Take away the cameras and lights

Managers hype

All you gots the people

Who'll stand by your side

Put your hands in the sky like a shantaram

Tomorrow we're coming down

Like an avalanche

What

My live shows like a fat-a-gram

On a tight rope in some hammer pants

You couldn't rock a rent-a-crowd on new year's

With free liquor

Cheap strippers with huge

The truth is you need to

Start saving your shoe money

Paying ya dues instead of chasing the punani

Poking with Pegz

I'm a take ya to school sonny

Ya out of ya depths in an inflatable pool party

Propaganda Propaganda

I can't believe I forgot to thank ya

The whole wide world's like what a wanker

And they keep on keep on

Keep on dumbing it down

Propaganda Propaganda

I ain't heard sh*t about what you stand for

Everyone knows that your not a gangster

And you keep on keep on

Keep on dumbing it down

I got brother's fecious blood on my sneakers

You don't wanna see

Obese jump through the speakers

Suffa's a genius your just another defeatist

Writings on the wall like puzzler pieces

We love graffiti like junkies and street kids

Don't know what I'm saying

Better f**king read it

I'm a crew member

Since Menzie's Ave youth centre

Never give into the politics and group pressure

I got more loose screws than Hugh Heffner

With a gold Rolex from a bootlegger

Keep ahead of the pack like dole bludgers

Bone crushing lyricist hit them like Joe Bugner

Grip the microphone clip them like toe cutter

Treat them like hoes

Don't give them my phone number

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