Follow Me (Turn It Up)- Bless The Mastermind
Verse 1:
Hello world, and welcome to the struggle/
Of unemployment and eviction on a professional juggle/
By those who fear independence by the common folk/
Like a joke, laughin at us all when our spirit's broke/
N, This life we live is our personal hell/
Makes u wonder if the christian hell's as bad as the bible tells/
You see change is what I'm fightin for/
And not another story like you reporters be writin sure/
Everybody plays a part in their own way/
But not when your feedin the bull to scare innocent hope away/
Hey, I'm not preachin to the ma**es/
Just invokin my freedom of speech while it lasts/
Black president, ooo big woop/
When I see a Gay Prez play ball I'll b in the loop/
But will it happen, no, Americas ain't ready/
Eitha we got plan or just to ignorant for steady/ (Get it)
Hook x2:
It's time for change everybody stand up/
If censorship is a b**h lemme see your hands up/
Tired of the struggle, tomorrow u can't swallow/
Then let's turn the volume up and get the people to follow/
Verse 2:
Don't use my pain to accomplish your personal gains/
Life is not game to use, for your selfish claims/
I got a mind like any other one you couldn't capture/
With a web of knowledge your fancy diploma couldn't fracture/
Just cause I got a G.E.D/
Doesn't make me any different from what uppercla**men see/
My nationality, shouldn't be problem/
Just cause my color ain't white don't say my type you gotta solve em/
Any job u got believe that I can do it better/
Why I gotta sub-come, to minimum wage as hourly cheddar/
When I work as hard as the next, who still don't know where we keepin the sugar/
So I'm $7.50, while they pickin boogers/
Naw, so why I gotta pay the price/
When I'm the one who strugglin just to eat for a night/
Pay rent so I could sleep, and not steps or concrete/
America's a b**h like half the thugs in the street/
Hook x2:
It's time for change everybody stand up/
If censorship is a b**h lemme see your hands up/
Tired of the struggle, tomorrow u can't swallow/
Then let's turn the volume up and get the people to follow/
Verse 3:
So, just cause I'm rantin about what you do/
That makes me a threat to society, so you threat to sue/
But to who, be real about the situation/
My mouth is a terrorist to you, and your congregation/
All you ba*tards in your fancy suits/
Are all cowards like the hoodlums wit their pants below the poop shoot/
Bet, I gotcha sayin who the hell is this/
Another minority, who thinks the government's a b**h/
Makin more minds conscious as I lay a rap/
Believe it's goin global let me see you censor that/
You people say that television corrupts the minds of the young/
When you control the system yet it's like you speak in tongues/
Cause either the majority doesn't wanna believe/
Or the world is truly as dumb as Aliens see/
"Illuminati exist", well I don't give a damn/
When your the ones still fundin what's on radio man/