False Media Lyrics - Game Theory - The Roots

(Chorus) 

America's lost somewhere inside of Littleton 

Eleven million children are on Ritalin 

That's whay I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin 

False media, we don't need it, do we? 

Pilgrims, Slaves, Indian, Mexican 

It looks real fucked up for your next of kin 

That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin 

False media 

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(Black Thought) 

If I can't work to make it, I'll rob and take it 

Either that or me and my children are starving and naked 

Rather be a criminal pro than to follow the Matrix 

Hey it's me a monster y'all done created 

I've been inaugurated 

Keep the bright lights out of our faces 

You can't shake it, it ain't no way to swallow the hatred 

Aim, fire, holla about a dollar, nothin in sacred 

We gone pimp, the shit out of nature 

Send our troops to get my paper 

Tell 'em stay away from them skyscrapers 

Ain't long for you get y'all acres 

I'ma show 'em who's the global gangster 

Sentence me to four more years, thank you 

I'ma make you feel a little bit safer 

Because it ain't over 

See that's how we get your fear to control you 

But ain't nobody under more control than the soldier 

And how could you expect a kid to keep his composure 

When all sorts of thoughts fought for exposure again 

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(Chorus) 3X 

America's lost somewhere inside of Littleton 

Eleven million children are on Ritalin 

That's whay I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin 

False media, we don't need it, do we? 

Pilgrims, Slaves, Indian, Mexican 

It looks real fucked up for your next of kin 

That's why I don't rhyme for the sake of riddlin 

False media, we don't need it, do we (repeat 4X)