dChan - Q Origins Project Archive

This time the bullet cold rocked ya

A (raised fist) instead of a swastika

Nothin' proper about ya propaganda

Fools follow rules when the set commands ya

Said it was blue, when ya blood was red

That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head

Blasted through ya head, blasted through ya head

I give a shout out to the living dead

Who stood and watched as the [media] cold centralized

So serene on the screen, you was mesmerized

Cellular phones, soundin' a death tone

[Corporate media] cold turn ya to stone before ya realize

They load the clip in, omnicolor

Said they pack the nine, they fire it at prime time

The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz

And mothafuckas lost their minds!

Just victims of the [media] drive-by

They say jump, you say "how high?" Yeah

Just victims of the [media] drive-by

They say jump, you say "how high?"

Run it

Just victims of the [media] drive-by

They say jump, you say "how high?" Yeah

Just victims of the [media] drive-by

They say jump, you say "how high?"

Checka, checka, check it out

They load the [narrative] in, omnicolor

Said they pack the nine, they fire it at prime time

The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz

And mothafuckas lost their minds!

No escape from the mass mind rape

Play it again, [@jack], and then (censor) the (tweet)

And then play it again, and again, and again

Until ya mind is locked in

Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya

Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya

They say jump and ya say "how high?"

Ya braindead, ya got a fuckin' bullet in ya head

Just victims of the [media] drive-by

They say jump, you say how high, yeah

Just victims of the [media] drive-by

They say jump, you say how high

Ugh

Yeah

Fuck

Ya standin' in line

Believin' the lies

Ya bowin' down to the [Dems]

Ya got a bullet in ya head

Ya standin' in line

Believin' the lies

Ya bowin' down to the [Dems]

Ya got a bullet in ya head

A bullet in ya head

Ya got a bullet in ya fuckin' head

Yeah