[Intro]
It is, in every sense sense of the word
The speech of the Black culture of America
The subject is a touchy one
[Verse 1: Propaganda]
For a limited time only, we let phonies phone it in though
Got the bars spinnin' to resend your innuendos
Kinfolk been rollin' with ten spokes pokin' out
Pen stroke been dope since Lake Show at Ceballos
Or Glen Rice, ya boy been nice, on the low, mane
A Coltrane, but with no fame, I rock the show, mane
Pod' game strong, but not so Joe Rogan
The hairline fought back when age took aim
Soldier, mane, cold since ran modems, took reins
And the off-beat algorithms claim they do, mane
West Coast, we get defensive about our homeland
Listen, I admit, we are easily offended
Get your forehead dented, get your windows tinted
Get your homeboy's face fixed, better learn his place
I'm on the side of migrants fighting against tyrants
And kinda not surprised when the country fund genocide
[Hook: Propaganda & Shad]
Yeah, don't mind me
I be chillin', homie, workin' on my timing (Yeah)
Tryna get the bloom right, get the boom right
Tryna speak life any time I'm rhyming, don't mind me (Yeah, don't)
Uh, don't mind me (Yeah)
I'm just tryna stay true to what's inside me (Yeah)
They be like "Prop, you doing it!" I be like "I'm trying!"
Huh, so don't mind me, don't mind me (Hahaha, try me)
[Verse 2: Shad]
Don't mind me (Look)
The flow's Visine, so both eyes see (Yeah)
Threw bold lies they told, they won't blind me
Had common sense since Common Sense and No ID
Had no IG to distract us back then, no IT
Designin' phones for mind control, but don't mind me
I'm mining gold while they mine minors for data
Leavin' souls in the minus while they're climbin' the ladder
Prop give praises, sages with slick phrases
Flippin' tables in temples, we're crazy as Nic Cage is
Playin' with script pages, playin' the big stages (Pssh)
Always blackin' out, man, I may be a bit racist
Ayy, we just do us, we just do stuff (We just do us)
Kyrie with the moves, we just too tough
We bring volume, and the truth, and the moods up
If you don't like beautiful music, excuse us
[Hook: Propaganda & Shad]
Yeah, don't mind me
I be chillin', homie, workin' on my timing (Yeah)
Tryna get the bloom right, get the boom right
Tryna speak life any time I'm rhyming, don't mind me (Yeah, nah)
Uh, don't mind me (Yeah)
I'm just tryna stay true to what's inside me (Yeah)
They be like— "You doing it!" I be like "I'm trying!"
Huh, so don't mind me, don't mind me (Nah, yeah)
[Instrumental Interlude]
