Brainwashed Ni666a

(I mean like I don't really understand it why do
people riot I mean like poor blacks poor whites Mexicans
They just tear up their own cities and shit
Everything is just fine in this country
I mean you know what I'm talking about right
You saw Mike Brown I mean
He stole some blunt wraps man he
pushed that guy he deserved what he got right
Am I right or am I right
Eric Garner selling cigarettes man
you can't go around selling cigarettes
Second hand smoke kills
I mean they should have choked him out right
Philando Castil he's reaching for
his license they weaponize those things)

You a brainwashed nigga
In the race draft 'cause you're brainwashed
Trade you for somebody who ain't brainwashed
We don't want your ass 'cause you're brainwashed
Head shots to the brain
You a brainwashed nigga
In the race draft 'cause you're brainwashed
Trade you for somebody who ain't brainwashed
We don't want your ass 'cause you're brainwashed

Pop pop leave his brain washed

You a brainwashed nigga
I don't know what y'all on
Just leave me the fuck alone
Every day another sucker's born
What the fuck was your mother on
Some of that propaganda fluid
I seen it all before that's how I knew it
Dehumanize an entire population before extermination
And the whole nation claps when you do it
(Clap clap clap)
Your loyalties lie with the vultures
They sent you hear to infiltrate the culture
Greg Poppovich is how they coach you
Soldier soul to be a soldier got it
Product of that MK ultra
I'm knowing the enemies in the building
Hey hey there he goes right there

He looks like us he's a chameleon
Go get that nigga man

You a brainwashed nigga
In the race draft 'cause you're brainwashed
Trade you for somebody who ain't brainwashed
We don't want your ass 'cause you're brainwashed
Head shots to the brain
You a brainwashed nigga
In the race draft 'cause you're brainwashed
Trade you for somebody who ain't brainwashed

We don't want your ass 'cause you're brainwashed
Pop pop leave his brain washed
You a brainwashed nigga

Yeah man I picked up this goddamn magazine this rap magazine
Nigga on the cover looking like he
ain't black faced (come brain washed)
Some of you street niggas brainwashed too
Only point your gun at another black person
You're doing their dirty work
Malcolm X died for your sins
Doctor King died for your sins
Makavelli died for your sins gold jewels on your entire limbs
Chrome shoes on your Benz tire rim ridiculed by your friends
Viewing life through the Empire's lens
Fuck boy give peace a chance John Lennon
But I'm surrounded by these Don Lemons
See them on the news making excuses for all the executions
Blind man see the phony fry in him
I'm hoping God with him when the ride
Sent him six shots in him Glock spin him
like a spinning top then he stops grinning
Gotta show your teeth tuck your shirt by the gooch buckle
No nuts hang but the boy got a moose knuckle
Emasculate our identity that's the new struggle
Then they disarm us 'till we harmless as a cute chuckle