[Verse 1: Propaganda]
In a basic four-four, y'all cats would probably be amazed
The amount of ways that we can variate the things we say
The heart remain on page, blood stains are stain integrity
Don't stand next to me, I'm bound to bounce around your lethargy
Not to mention, need a stronger search engine to see these images
Escape your netscape to communicate in rhyme scrimmages
Still gotta 'fend my face, I'm like David, don't talk
I got that slingshot with five giants traced in chalk
Mystic heat rock rap skipper, rip a fallacy
Too much to be held by Big Dipper
Watch me water of life sipper
[?] in and out that snare kick, where'd that cat get his flow?
Done for them fellow warriors at underground shows in stereo
Holy Ghost got the rhyme book then
Veteran this drill sergeant
Your soul's my target
360 don't you dare spark it
I'll push through 720, one time around just ain't enough
Third-generation mic master, call my bluff
[Hook: Kuliah]
There's a time, there's a place
And there's a space
For everything, everything
[Verse 2: Propaganda]
Tryna write the illest project ever blessed the alphabet
'Til they take 'em and Cali quake 'em until God split the minister
Windmills of flair, nappy hair not so debonair
Spray raps up in the air so it rains my thoughts
Pain don't start convicting your sinister misleading lie speaking
Memory light beacon, Propaganda post-heathen
[?] less stuff than I should and if my clothes and shoes match
Best walk if I could in hopes my flows like flu catch
Fire and soul froze stand still inspire
Them cats who chose to admire y'all rhyme liars
Don't accept they fliers, laugh at 'em when in cyphers
They insight be outright outlandish, can't stand it
Hindsight, I choose to rhyme right over limelight
Hopefully yo there's no hope for thee
I'm [?]
Hope to give y'all poetry to change the scope of the thought
And openly explode when your time unfolds
[Hook: Kuliah]
There's a time, there's a place
And there's a space
For everything, everything
[Verse 3: Propaganda]
I'm a crooked-way-made-straighter
Track rider, fifty-fifty rail skater
Kickflip indie grab, grab mic and blab
Verse after verse quench thirst, search word for the origin
Elohim creating [?] helped mature me
I'm working on undoing this twisted way of thinking
Subduing this will of flesh, better yet surrendering
Rendering anything that's hindering my ministry dead weight
Peep game, pump brakes, slow roll, gain control
Avenge time, enemies stolen [?] get cold out here
Contentment grown impatient, it can't hold for many years
I'm through speaking on fear and such just don't concern me
Immersed into the mind surgeon, my soul is done searching
Pros at angle working, twice like oversize people
Now people now understand bless the Son of Man
Ultimate rhyme expanse the influence of our family
Still got beef with gravity, please don't get mad at me
[Hook: Kuliah]
There's a time, there's a place
And there's a space
For everything, everything
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