A.tone Da Priest Tha Coon
Dumb it down and degrade yourself
Just to sell, anything for the sake of wealth
What he said?
Chuck, jive, do the whole number
All yer standards start to low em cause we bout to take
it under
Make yo children start tah wonder, how can I be like
you
Dude ya chains so heavy and that whip fly too
Stupid fruity swagga whole persona kinda ignorant
I meant it in a good way, in that on some twisted shit
The point I think you missin it, but ignorance is bliss
it’s
Flipped sick beyond a shout of doubt because tha intent
I indent tracks with an impact make ya act a monkey
And so bluntly, takin it back to past like do the
humpty
Annuciate your words so they can understand you
Don’t dance coon, this is not the single it’s the plan
to
Seems like, everybody want be ignorant
And dumb it down play the clown ashamed of their
intelligents
Keep flippin bricks, on pro tools incriminating
Placin yourself behind bars, while these demons being
created
And persuaded, by the music of the industry
A ministry of suit’s who pollute pullin on ya strings
Creatin fiends, steady comin back for mo
Slow to realize that tha product that they praisin
rapin hope
Facin smoke, screens, while they laugh collectin money
Funny how we live for heaven when the flames been
burnin
Servin Satan, placin trust in all our deviants
I’ve seen enough, don’t they realize what this hip hop
mean to us
