do with your one-man-show? Was nutzt die allerbeste Propaganda was nutzt die beste Propaganda? zu viele Hauptlinge zu viele Hauptlinge und kane Indianer trotz Propaganda
You Realize That You're Fucked Up Why Criticize What You Don't Understand Why Change My Words, You're So Afraid You Think You Have The Right To Put Me Down Propaganda
of propaganda It's the properties of propaganda When your feet don't move and you Don't know where you standda It's the properties of propaganda It's the properties of propaganda
Show me more blood Show me more bones Let me hear more screams Help me rot to the core Show me more fear Give me more pain in my ass I am ordering horror
? Propaganda. Tell me, what do you believe? Propaganda. Is white really good? Propaganda. Is black really bad? Propaganda. We're talking about propaganda. Propaganda
We are messengers Of future times to die We will show you the way And you need to follow us This is the dawn of your race And the dusk of your enemies
Pinch history Feel the pinch blistering Pinch me in dreams 'Cause I'm still not listening X marks the spot On your calendar days A bread half-eaten Spoiled
always stand accused And your shadow in the sun always give a shock While the hate mail rises like some kind of moral rock Propaganda, you scare me to death Propaganda
'll keep you updated with any new developments For Triclops Media Watch, this is Harry Allen Hip hop activist and media assassin and now, proper propaganda
ago I woulda been a panther They killed Huey 'cause they knew he had the answer The views that you see in the news is propaganda Telling lies to our
I passed by some familiar faces, But they flipped me off & cursed my name, I watched the hippies raise their signs and I saved my tears for another time
all your demands Just sit back and enjoy While we wash our dirty hands Feed your hungry eye... Propaganda pie Have a slice of lie Propaganda pie
There's a suicidal Taliban for talent on the cusp Egyptian musk, Egyptian musk When the village came with fire, you were hiding on the right We knew you
I got a question, let me ask you Can you explain your reasoning to me? It ain't a matter of my hard luck or bad luck When there's no luck in it for me
Speaking of Heaven She looked like a God on earth It was something I could not understand Or explain And I mean you don't know The things I do while
(Beating heart, baby) Baby, is this love for real? (Beating heart, baby) Let me in your arms to feel (Beating heart, baby) The beating of your heart,
Smudged funnies in a broken bottle On the dot at nine So daddy throws clothes, throws on an old stove I'm cryin' in the corner at five Well, I've seen
Welcoming you to Cardboard City Where I think they're laughing at your band Did you have a clue? That is was pretty on the gritty bottom of the van I
