Propaganda - No Holds Tongue lyrics

[Intro] Them drivers shook me up They try to stop me all the time Them try poke fi in the eye, you know? But I speak what I know, I speak what I believe And I speak what is true Don't tell me hold my tongue [Hook] Watch what comes out your mouth k** that noise They shootin' Don't like what we say, but we say 'em every day Watch what comes out your mouth k** that noise They shootin' Unashamed of His name [?] [Verse 1: Boogalu] A new fear, new noose, same school Same knot, same traps hung for you by the cool Tolerant of [?] who don't tolerate our views Try to hang us by our tongues if we different worldview With no civil discourse to disfuse the fuel To a**a**inate politically incorrect silly fools Of which 312 is if you alert the schools I'm a fool to the fold, God commends me when I'm food for being true And love the people with his fruit The tongue is a weapon, taste buds a [?] The teachings you consume [?] you to your tomb Take your tongue to a temper Turn you to a false prophet, watch it! [Hook] [Verse 2: Propaganda] What I look like? Swallow my words afraid to lose Twitter followers Like that just buried the talents from my Father Of things the Tunnel told me like "write for the homies" And when the cheers go, I know fo' sho' who gon' down hold me Proclaim truth boldly, holding hope in the Only Holy Fashion and trends quickly grow moldy 'fore the year ends That's impact over acceptance Them plaques collect dust and then return to the essence I know they probably can't stand me Slightly more Chuck D than Chuck Stanley They say I be race baitin', I could be a little more racist Like writing a rap song is equivalent to a slave ship I say that to say this: still find it funny how The only thing that got them riled is shots at they sacred cows I got cannons buried in flowers I sat in my sin for hours and held my tongue 'til now [Bridge: Boogalu] I know what we on, see the tips of our tongues Were filled with the fire of infinite ones We bang drums 'til kingdom come Cause we waitin' for like an ancient soul I know what we on, see the tips of our tongues Were filled with the fire of infinite ones We bang drums 'til kingdom come Cause we waitin' for like an ancient soul Prophets, poets, no holds tongue! [Hook]