Whoa

[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 [?]