Follow Me (Turn It Up)

Follow Me (Turn It Up)- Bless The Mastermind Verse 1: Hello world, and welcome to the struggle/ Of unemployment and eviction on a professional juggle/ By those who fear independence by the common folk/ Like a joke, laughin at us all when our spirit's broke/ N, This life we live is our personal hell/ Makes u wonder if the christian hell's as bad as the bible tells/ You see change is what I'm fightin for/ And not another story like you reporters be writin sure/ Everybody plays a part in their own way/ But not when your feedin the bull to scare innocent hope away/ Hey, I'm not preachin to the masses/ Just invokin my freedom of speech while it lasts/ Black president, ooo big woop/ When I see a Gay Prez play ball I'll b in the loop/ But will it happen, no, Americas ain't ready/ Eitha we got plan or just to ignorant for steady/ (Get it) Hook x2: It's time for change everybody stand up/ If censorship is a bitch lemme see your hands up/ Tired of the struggle, tomorrow u can't swallow/ Then let's turn the volume up and get the people to follow/ Verse 2: Don't use my pain to accomplish your personal gains/ Life is not game to use, for your selfish claims/ I got a mind like any other one you couldn't capture/ With a web of knowledge your fancy diploma couldn't fracture/ Just cause I got a G.E.D/ Doesn't make me any different from what upperclassmen see/ My nationality, shouldn't be problem/ Just cause my color ain't white don't say my type you gotta solve em/ Any job u got believe that I can do it better/ Why I gotta sub-come, to minimum wage as hourly cheddar/ When I work as hard as the next, who still don't know where we keepin the sugar/ So I'm $7.50, while they pickin boogers/ Naw, so why I gotta pay the price/ When I'm the one who strugglin just to eat for a night/ Pay rent so I could sleep, and not steps or concrete/ America's a bitch like half the thugs in the street/ Hook x2: It's time for change everybody stand up/ If censorship is a bitch lemme see your hands up/ Tired of the struggle, tomorrow u can't swallow/ Then let's turn the volume up and get the people to follow/ Verse 3: So, just cause I'm rantin about what you do/ That makes me a threat to society, so you threat to sue/ But to who, be real about the situation/ My mouth is a terrorist to you, and your congregation/ All you bastards in your fancy suits/ Are all cowards like the hoodlums wit their pants below the poop shoot/ Bet, I gotcha sayin who the hell is this/ Another minority, who thinks the government's a bitch/ Makin more minds conscious as I lay a rap/ Believe it's goin global let me see you censor that/ You people say that television corrupts the minds of the young/ When you control the system yet it's like you speak in tongues/ Cause either the majority doesn't wanna believe/ Or the world is truly as dumb as Aliens see/ "Illuminati exist", well I don't give a damn/ When your the ones still fundin what's on radio man/