Propaganda (US) - My Life, My Music lyrics

Tryin' to crush 20 years of experience into a 2 track, Convert to A-dat for them cats that do rap Simplify, kiss the sky, rip the guy, props Release sonic waves on local radio drops In the midst of full sun eclipse I rain overcastin' No shadow of doubt the family is o outlastin' And roll of the tongue the flows fall in superior Lakes of thought that separate it don't stop. Hook (Macho) 1976 introduced to the Boston bricks/ Where they learned to use tools like stones and sticks/ Graduated to clips/ Infatuated with hips/ From Black white to Rican/ Looking for the weekend/ I'm gon take each and every individual for a ride/ The party is more than live/ The Rats are bonafied to be the top notch body rockers/ Don Luke the newest beat dropper/ Chillin with Raphi the collar popper/ New Breed and propaganda/ All my nines worldwide let me see you throw your hands up/ I see my people dancing/ I feel them cause I understand them/ I know it's hard in them urban boulevard where them s**as pull ya card and the drama never seem to cease. That's why you gotta know love to know peace/ Me and props get them giggin in the streets/ Hook I wrote it clean to go between the Christian and the secular No rhyme compromise bet you never guessed it a Style ambidextrous your writtin', left ya Push play impress the, tape deck whatever A while world endeavor that's Youth watch in full every nation every tongue To feel the heat from the Sun we comin' With winds of change in back pack. A well planed formula, betta yet an orchestra.