The real preservers of the head bop
Welcome back
You are now about to enter
The dimension of P.L.G. (Squad)
That's Propaganda in a Lost Generation
A generation that's lost
And cannot be found (Lost)
So just sit back
And let that head bop
To the rhythm
To the beat
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh
We on the loose
It's Propaganda (In the lost generation)
It's Propaganda (In the lost generation)
It's Propaganda (In the lost generation)
It's Propaganda (In the lost generation)
We on a mission right (We on a, we on a)
We on a mission right (We on a, we on a)
We on a mission (We on a, we on a)
Yo, set it off
I'm the visualizer and analyzer
With time I'm just getting wiser
Like wine made in 85
I invite all the criticizers
Despite all the lies
I recognize who a top advisor
And who a conifer
I hope they choke on they own saliva
Though I'm just joking
These words that's spoken
Should open eyes up
I know all their motives
These fake promoters
They getting nada
The movie life kinda
They in tune with the drama
I'm in tune with the stars
I know the script that they follow
They description is hollow
And just a fictional model
And the real recognize real
That's word to Apollo
So I study my past
So I could know the tomorrow
Study pictures and scriptures
And hieroglyphics from Cairo
Why every time I pass my lighter it feel conflicted
And everything I get indicted I feel convicted
Already this is
Just what I predicted
They distort to what's depicted
I wouldn't be surprised
By why they do it either
We the ether
Underneath some burgers
Know Propaganda subject to gamma
Right to your internet
Now that's a fucking ethernet
I'm in my bag, you in a net
Drop the act you ain't a threat
PLG's the family like
What the hell and what the heck
Power up to take to you down
Power down to take your crown
Power runs on Starz
But stars know power come from work that wound
Over time, it's over-time
Summer time I over-grind
On my grind my Peppermill
The network like cartoons is filled