dead prez doctrine Lyrics

I'm not particularly interesting

Drowning out the thoughts with indifference

Talks with my spitting image

Lost in the muck of pity

Wake me when they burn the cities

I'll walk through the ashes blissfully

Minds made up about the ministry of truth seekers

Peacekeepers never keep the peace

Truth unbelievably bleak

Oh the irony… a black cop

Steady bootlicking then run and stick you up for a bootleg

The uncle tom mascot

And all the green is on the other side

White lies screaming color blind

Locked in

Caged bird singing for a locksmith

All out of options

We get out of pocket for the change the lint to dollars

Dead prez doctrine

I keep a five finger discount for false prophets

Accomplished when we olly olly

I've never whistled while I've worked once

I died on the job

Boss said that sounds perfect

Sign me up for snow, rain, heat, gloom, in surplus

Wage slave came to masquerade at your service

And still tryna get paid on labor day

Explain how it's forty plus and rent still a pain to pay

Fuck around and drink the kool aid cause I can't escape

Sins of the father some mistakes you just can't erase

I wished I lounged in a canopy

Can it be soup for my family

News at five produce insanity