KXNG Crooked - Brainwashed Ni666a lyrics

Intro: I mean like, I don’t really understand it why do people riot, I mean like, poor blacks, poor whites, Mexicans They just tear up their own cities and sh** Everything is just fine in this country I mean, you know what I’m talking about right? You saw Mike Brown He stole some blunt wraps man, he pushed that guy, he deserved what he got, right? Am I right or am I right? Eric Garner selling cigarettes, man, you can’t go around selling cigarettes Second hand smoke k**s I mean, they should have choked him out, right? Philando __, he’s reaching for his license, they weaponize those things! Chorus: You a brainwashed n***a In the race draft, ’cause you’re brainwashed Trade you for somebody who ain’t brainwashed We don’t want your a**, ’cause you’re brainwashed Head shots to the brain! You a brainwashed n***a In the race draft, ’cause you’re brainwashed Trade you for somebody who ain’t brainwashed We don’t want your a**, ’cause you’re brainwashed POP! POP! ‘leave his brain washed! Verse 1: You a brainwashed n***a I don’t know what y’all on Just leave me the f** alone Every day another s**er’s born What the f**er was your mother on? Some of that propaganda fluid I seen it all before that’s how I knew it Dehumanize an entire population before extermination And the whole nation claps when you do it Clap! Clap! Clap! Your loyalties lie with the vultures They sent you hear to infiltrate the culture Greg Poppovich is how they coach you Soldier, soul to be a soldier, got it? Product of that MKUltra I’m knowing the enemies in the building “Hey, hey! There he goes right there!” He looks like us he’s a chameleon “Go get that n***a man!” Chorus: You a brainwashed n***a In the race draft, ’cause you’re brainwashed Trade you for somebody who ain’t brainwashed We don’t want your a**, ’cause you’re brainwashed Head shots to the brain! You a brainwashed n***a In the race draft, ’cause you’re brainwashed Trade you for somebody who ain’t brainwashed We don’t want your a**, ’cause you’re brainwashed POP! POP! ‘leave his brain washed! You a brainwashed n***a! Verse 3: Yeah man, I picked up this goddamn magazine, this rap magazine n***a on the cover looking like he ain’t black faced Some of you street n***as brainwashed too Only point your gun at another black person You’re doing their dirty work Malcolm X died for your sins Doctor King died for your sins Makavelli died for your sins, gold j**els on your entire limbs Chrome shoes on your Benz tire rims, ridiculed by your friends Viewing life through the Empire’s lense f** boi, give peace a chance John Lennon But I’m surrounded by these Don Lemons See them on the news making excuses for all the executions Blind man see the phony fry in him I’m hoping God with him when the ride Sent him six shots in him Glock spin him like a spinning top then he stops grinning Gotta show your teeth, tuck your shirt by the gooch buckle No nuts hang ___ boy got a moose knuckle Emasculate our identity that’s the new struggle ‘Till we harmless as a cute chuckle