[Intro]

My name is Propaganda, Tunnel Rat fam y'all

You know how we do [?]

Yo, it's my turn now

Let's do this y'all [?]

[Verse 1]

Man it's the future of spittin'

Hittin' each and every subculture that taught you to represent

It's shelltoes, moccasins, New Balance, Emerica

Watch me carry the Word to all

And feast with [?] beats that [?] with [?]

Sneakin' mic'phones on three

A ton of 'em pumpin' until the trumpet sound

Bump it loud, executing excellence sight and sound

Y'all puttin' faith in some rap Miles Davis

Be living through my instruments and renaissance that made us

Thank God He saved us, I turn invest

A desire to seize iron, got 'em dying to flesh

Give me leeway and watch the words enter my bedding

I get off like the mic was a freeway exit

Got the replay embedded, better let it sit

Relay the message to the clique and watch the proud heads let by

[Hook]

I tell my people, my people be like "whoa"

You tell your people, your people be like "no"

Want to connect with the people then let's go

[?]

[Verse 2: Othello]

I'm alive by divine breath blown through my windpipe

From dust, I rose choses wanting to fight

My struggle known as beautiful

When viewed from eyes with spiritual insight

By faith and grace I write

Grab a pen and ignite change with a purifying flame

So bring it on, I don't care if you got game

Or boast about titles and emcees you've claimed

You lost already, my victory is gained by losing it

And wouldn't make sense to those outside of my movement

It's based on humility, boosting my abilities

So you should ease up before you get touched

The war's on, I fly in reformation

That's evidence of what I represent

Well I don't [?] beating crippling your intelligence

Relevant with Propaganda dropping lines to match ya

And slap box that which torments your mind

Can the blind lead the blind?

Only if based on memory

I suggest your regiment stop before they're warned heavily

[Hook]

I tell my people, my people be like "whoa"

You tell your people, your people be like "no"

Want to connect with the people then let's go

[?]

[Verse 3: Braille]

I choose my words wisely, each line I say is crucial

Pack your bags, I'm an emcee

It's my job to move you

Not just dancing but advancing your spiritual condition

The wrath is approaching, judgment is near

We gotta stay focused, I've been gifted to spit it brilliant

So it shines from a distance

Linguistics filled with wisdom

Flip scripts, Scriptures, scribbles, and scratches

Crap rappers can't catch this, standing behind the plate

When I'm pitching, we can show you got no mask or mitt

No equipment, who got the props

Take a gander, kid I'll buck shots, but not actor

I cock back the camera and blast

In the session I'm sending sentences rapid speed

You're senseless, I'm deaf to it

Don't rap or speak, please stop it

Obnoxious I get nauseous when you hold the mic

It's Braille Brizzy aight, the rapper's delight prototype

Eye doctor givin' sight when I grab a pen and write

The return of Christ is absolute and guaranteed like the end of life

[Hook]

I tell my people, my people be like "whoa"

You tell your people, your people be like "no"

Want to connect with the people then let's go

[?]