Conspiracy lyrics

Artist  : Promoe 
Song : Conspiracy



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Shit son I got my notice of eviction



next day they hit me with an unjust conviction



What is this fiction? I ain't in to
superstition



but somebody's on a mission to fuck with me



Everybody's in on it from record labels to travel
agents



to government agents and radio stations



And people cancelling shows those damn silly
hoes



same cowards that won't air our videos



Too hot for TV and banned from radio



and when's the album droppin' fans are waiting
yo



This one is for yall I hope you're hearing me



we all got a job to combat the conspiracy...







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Against DVSG's



every single industry always deceiving me



It's a conspiracy against DVSG's



they're out to get Embee, Cosmic, Supreme and
me







After I wrote this rhyme I hade to eat the
paper



and after hearing this rhyme you might meet your
maker



Cus anybody with this knowledge is considered a
risk



so if you see the police kid get rid of the
disc



And if you're scared of getting family members
murdered



turn the music off right now pretend you never
heard it



Any brave soul still out there ready to hear my
story



about how the whole world is conspiratory



Nah I'm not paranoid I always got a pair of
boys



in blue on the look out for me and my crew



It's a fact the government consider our music a
threat



and they ain't happy until Loop Troop crew's in a
net



They want us losing our necks to keep the fool's
in a check



but yo schlooks and schlookettes they ain't
ruling us yet



They wanna stop our communication with the
world's population



cus on popular demand we bring hip hop
emancipation







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They wanna shoot us up they wanna shoot us
down



they wanna lock us up they wanna lock us down.



They wanna bruck us up they wanna bruck us
down



they wanna fuck us up they bring the ruckus
now.







They don't like the likes of us



They don't like the lines I bust



They do like to fight and fuss



and claim that I don't have the right to cuss



Well I keep spitting till the mike a rust



I keep giving that type of rush



I make the youths them hype enough



for po po to pull out the nines and cuffs



And I smash their face red like a blush



I turn the crowd into psycho thugs



I turn hip hop spots into biker clubs



and make the scene explode like dynamite and
such



And they can't stop this fire burning



they can't top this higher learning



They got cops and sly attorneys



foolish dogs keep barkin' at this flying bird
it's...







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