Playing With Fire - Kings Kaleidoscope, Propaganda

I told y’all «Be about it»

Y’all like «I tweeted about it

Don’t be so mean about it

I’m down to read about it

You clicked that hashtag

You flipped that avi right?

Your fist is in the air

Can’t say I’m racist, right?»

A sorta-die-for-it martyr

You kinda with them

'Cause most don’t notice the system

'Til it turn against them

If what it takes is all of me

I’m still not who I’m meant to be

I’m holding back, I just relax

Indulging insecurities

Livin' a lie, livin' a lie

Apathetic

I’m complicit in the prejudice, it’s automatic

I take advantage being born into my demographic

But what’s a blessing when it generates a struggle of a color

For the privilege of another?

In my whitewashed tomb

I’ve become immune

Oh, my God, oh, my God

From my mother’s womb

I’m a whitewashed tomb

Oh, my God, oh, my God

If what it takes is all of me

I’m still not who I’m meant to be

I’m holding back, I just relax

Indulging insecurities

Livin' a lie, livin' a lie

Playin' with fire, playin' with fire

Livin' a lie, playin' with fire

If what it takes is all of me

I’m still not who I’m meant to be

When I react, I just retract

Avoiding all the gravity

Livin' a lie, livin' a lie

Playin' with fire, playin' with fire

Livin' a lie, playin' with fire

Area codes etched under layers of epidermis

Over carotid arteries to guarantee its permanence

Removal of it’s suicide, at this point it’s obvious

Close your browser

And young war zone, lose ya in Fallujah

I hope you find shelter 'fore them goons come bruise ya

And when the homies gain thrones, boy, it ain’t no game, bro

I shouldn’t how a body goes limp when it hangs, bro

But go’n close your browser

The luxury of the option of participation is great, right?

Man, this a great life

Man, we did something right

And I’ve struggled with hugging my daughters

Knowing homies who can’t no more

Enjoying the time I got

While living in the tension of the world’s imperfection

Locking in the sovereign reign of the King of All Kings

Trusting He’ll make right all things

He’ll make right all things

No one is safe from the gods we create

They all turn on us

No one escapes heaven’s justice unpaid

Have mercy now