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True Hustlin' Click - Big Brother (feat. Govdog Tha Story Tella) Lyrics




Blakk Skellington bitches

Santa Claus is a black man you know that's a lie
Santa Claus is a satellite up in the sky
And you ain't even got to fill out no Christmas list
Because Big Brother Santa knows your every wish
He's keeping track of your spending your debit card activity
He even know the website that you be visiting
Customizing advertising all of the time
He wants to find out what's inside of your mind
And that phone that you love is just a tracking device
Your location in the nation exact and precise
You better watch what you say and watch what you think
Because he'll record you with a contact lens camera double blink

"You see if a nigger does the shooting they'll just blame it on the gangs
And if it's a black concert, they'll blame it on the music
We need a white shooter at a white concert
Then they'll have no choice but to blame it on the guns"

Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground
Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground

Big Brother don't play his work is so thorough
Rock solid case from the Federal Bureau
And it ain't no small town pistol packin police
It's some real deal devils holding real deal heat
Because my big brother is a killer for realer
A undercover legalized homeland stealer
Checking fools overseas from deep in outer space
Then hit you with some shit that turn your land to waste
Big Brother's on the scene but he seldom seen
Looking back at you through the HD screen
He's got your name and your number and your email too
And if he says it's okay then your civil rights is through
Because you never had the right to fight your Big Brother
He can lynch your daddy he can rape your mother
But if he comes for my weapons he's going to have to keep stepping
Because f*ck your second amendment my rights is god given

Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground
Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground

Big brother's favorite way to control you is fear
He's a setup artist extraordinaire
He use the media to throw you a curve
Same way he tried to tempt Jesus twisting the word
Playing brain games because your brain is washed
Now you're following the lead of a leader that's lost
Trying to keep us divided don't want to see us united
Because together as one is the only way we can fight it

Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground
Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground

Blakk Skellington bitches
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Blakk Skellington bitches

Santa Claus is a black man you know that's a lie
Santa Claus is a satellite up in the sky
And you ain't even got to fill out no Christmas list
Because Big Brother Santa knows your every wish
He's keeping track of your spending your debit card activity
He even know the website that you be visiting
Customizing advertising all of the time
He wants to find out what's inside of your mind
And that phone that you love is just a tracking device
Your location in the nation exact and precise
You better watch what you say and watch what you think
Because he'll record you with a contact lens camera double blink

"You see if a nigger does the shooting they'll just blame it on the gangs
And if it's a black concert, they'll blame it on the music
We need a white shooter at a white concert
Then they'll have no choice but to blame it on the guns"

Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground
Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground

Big Brother don't play his work is so thorough
Rock solid case from the Federal Bureau
And it ain't no small town pistol packin police
It's some real deal devils holding real deal heat
Because my big brother is a killer for realer
A undercover legalized homeland stealer
Checking fools overseas from deep in outer space
Then hit you with some shit that turn your land to waste
Big Brother's on the scene but he seldom seen
Looking back at you through the HD screen
He's got your name and your number and your email too
And if he says it's okay then your civil rights is through
Because you never had the right to fight your Big Brother
He can lynch your daddy he can rape your mother
But if he comes for my weapons he's going to have to keep stepping
Because f*ck your second amendment my rights is god given

Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground
Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground

Big brother's favorite way to control you is fear
He's a setup artist extraordinaire
He use the media to throw you a curve
Same way he tried to tempt Jesus twisting the word
Playing brain games because your brain is washed
Now you're following the lead of a leader that's lost
Trying to keep us divided don't want to see us united
Because together as one is the only way we can fight it

Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground
Big Brother Big Brother how you make them get down
The eye in the sky looking down to the ground

Blakk Skellington bitches
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: True Hustlin' Click, True Hustlin Publishinig, True Hustlin Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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