Boycott

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[Verse 1] Mixin' devotion with potent stamina, breath control Catch me at shows, I'll display the tactically with havoc flows The magic show has started, take yo' seat and don't make noise 5'8, almost 5'9, light voice, give you no choice But to sit and listen Television rappers you dressing just like them Copy and hype them, devices That's how society acts You'll get programmed Your own dats The finale This the beginning of freedom Let it ring, let it shine, everybody better grind Wake up in the morning, just rise Get yo' cash, pay yo' rent, be humble and don't forget The places that you've been I believe in energy, I don't live by no bible These people have imaginary thoughts that I'm their rival So I don't really shake hands, I rather look away Hella awkward when I walk by, faded everyday Got homies that got inner grudges, that shit is crazy Ignore 'em now though, got no time for cry babies Keep on steppin', on occasions look back Love to travel the world Why the fuck should I feel bad? [Chorus] From New York to California we bless stages Leave the mic' with vocals that'll leave MC's behavin' If the locals miss, understand what we creating It is not our fault that you're mentally enslaved in [Bridge: Activist Speaker [?]] You'r-You're part of the society that I despise Your part of the people that say "We should listen to this & we should watch MTV We should-We should be force fed" (Fuck That) [Verse 2] Think about the numbers they doublin' at the ratio On the radio, all they're creating are some lazy hoe's They can't cook, but they can twerk So all the brainless dudes knockin' on their doors givin' them work I'll be damned if I make music for strippers I'm not a tipper I don't pay them to pull down my zipper I can get it on my own, I'm not going for the gold Doin' for what mold my brain like, fuck what you're told Honestly y'all laugh at dudes who, focus on their swag But I see now, It's the insecure ones who brag You can receive information and do three things with it Ignore, believe, or question its existence Man, I'm just like you dawg, I love big butts But that don't mean that I fuck with just any slut That shit is yuck We've lost morals and lowered our standards While I'm focused on my inner-self and figured out what matters [Chorus] From New York to California we bless stages Leave the mic' with vocals that'll leave MC's behavin' If the locals miss, understand what we creating It is not our fault that you're mentally enslaved in From New York to California we bless stages Leave the mic' with vocals that'll leave MC's behavin' If the locals miss, understand what we creating It is not our fault that you're mentally enslaved in
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- Self-Provoked