Agitprop by NVA92

Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock.

I've been spending days inside a suicidal haze,
When they told me "know your role and hope you do a lot of plays".
Yo I'm Fluid with my faith, I always knew that when I prayed,
Instead of fixin' your position you just screwed away the days.

I can do without the praise, or approval from my peer group.
Abandon norms adhered to, and then they fear you.
They'd rather blame the game, than just accept the pure truth;
if you don't drive yourself, arrive exactly where they steered you.

I commandeer youth, and make a movement we can drive forth,
with all the wisdom, courage, power of the triforce.
I'm fightin' for the little guy, I'm swingin' for your high horse,
I only go to war if it's somethin' I would die for.

they vilify poor, broken people, condescendently.
The system hasn't failed, it's been built this way intentionally.
Dreamt I seen the ghost of Karl Marx and then he said to me,
"The bourgeois are your enemy, find your comrads, set 'em free".

Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock,
I don't make music, I make agitprop. Yeah.

Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock,
I don't make music, I make agitprop. Yeah.

My thesis is like nietzche's: find out where your peace is;
The truth is God is dead, and the human race killed Jesus.
Land of milk and hethens, cold as hell when it freezes;
Lead by men who don't buy it, they just sell what he preaches, so,

I beseech this, to you: the day of revelations;
When the people don't pray, they level nations.
Emancipation from the state, and build a clean slate,
Where every peasant gets a free plate and a piece of cheese cake.

For pete's sake, they only care if you're holdin' cash;
The mission of Christians who worship a golden calf.
American dream crashed and sold for scrap;
United we laugh, divided we fold in half.

I retold the past, so in the future you could know that:
This land belongs to no man, we are nomads.
Free my comrades, take our share of it;
Freedom fighter or a terrorist, it varies on the narrative.

Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock,
I don't make music, I make agitprop. Yeah.

Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock,
I don't make music, I make agitprop. Yeah.

Just let the beat rock.
Just let the beat rock.

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