Propaganda, Kings Kaleidoscope - Playing With Fire lyrics

Y'all want that anthem music?
Come and get that stand-up music
That Propaganda music
That raise ya hand-up music
I told y'all "Be about it"
Y'all like "I tweeted about it
Don't be so mean about it
I'm down to read about it
You clicked that hashtag
You flipped that avi right?
Your fist is in the air
Can't say I'm racist, right?"
A sorta-die-for-it martyr
You kinda with them
'Cause most don't notice the system
'Til it turn against them

If what it takes is all of me
I'm still not who I'm meant to be
I'm holding back, I just relax
Indulging insecurities
Livin' a lie, livin' a lie

Apathetic i'm complicit in the prejudice
It's automatic i take advantage being born
Into my demographic
But what's a blessing when it generates
A struggle of a color
For the privilege of another?
In my whitewashed tomb i've become immune
Oh, my God, oh, my God
From my mother's womb
I'm a whitewashed tomb
Oh, my God, oh, my God

If what it takes is all of me
I'm still not who I'm meant to be
I'm holding back, I just relax
Indulging insecurities
Livin' a lie, livin' a lie
Playin' with fire, playin' with fire
Livin' a lie, playin' with fire
If what it takes is all of me
I'm still not who I'm meant to be
When I react, I just retract
Avoiding all the gravity
Livin' a lie, livin' a lie
Playin' with fire, playin' with fire
Livin' a lie, playin' with fire

Area codes etched under layers of epidermis
Over carotid arteries to
Guarantee it's permanence
Removal of it's suicide
At this point it's obvious
Close your browser
And young war zone, lose ya in Fallujah
I hope you find shelter 'fore
Them goons come bruise ya
And when the homies gain thrones
Boy, it ain't no game, bro
I shouldn't how a body goes
Limp when it hangs, bro
But go'n close your browser
The luxury of the option
Of participation is great, right?
Man, this a great life
Man, we did something right
And I've struggled with hugging my daughters
Knowing homies who can't no more
Enjoying the time I got
While living in the tension
Of the world's imperfection
Locking in the sovereign reign of
The King of All Kings
Trusting He'll make right all things
He'll make right all things

No one is safe from the gods we create
They all turn on us
No one escapes heaven's justice unpaid
Have mercy now