Gunshots fly,
And...as we run and dodge from the disparity as we face reality of this hood tragedy...
She gets hit
And she drops to the ground, just like the credibility of the hood
People see things in music videos and think that to like that they should
So...whos to blame....blame the industry
Yea, the music that we listen to,
contains simple, yet complex messages
that becomes etched in our heads subliminally at youth
and when we go to bed, that is all that we think about
So this "industry", this multi billion dollar industry,
contains so much clout and credibility that we begin to test its abilities
First by degrading women into shallow transgressions, thinking every encounter is a sex session,
all because they see a woman being trashed by a rapper because that his "role model"
So now, chivalry is dead because being an asshole is the new "gentleman"
....But I digress
So now, this young woman, honor student, sister, daughter, and aunt
is now on the pavement writhing in pain with a bullet in her lung
all because a bunch of people argued over something pointless
And they pointed this gun amongst one another
It seems as we try to bring each other up,
But a few lead the crowd in bringing down others
So who's to blame....blame the industry
This industry, captures artists with a dream, and
molds it into their own beliefs because underneath all they care about....is the almighty dollar
So women, cars, and guns become the trending topic
While positivity becomes microscopic....because its not cool
As artists play as puppets to the masters game while they
think that they are closer to fame
But as our youth fight, shoot each other and are maimed
We are the ones to blame....but we dont notice it...
Because the money and the music is good.
The industry doesnt care about your talent,
but about who an play the game,
whos dying to get in, just to find out that they dont fit in
and those with a strong mind are the ones with the fame.
Selling their souls in order to survive
But they dont give a damn about you
But in all reality, they wont make a DIME without you
Blame the industry, for using artists as a pawn to program people as a tool to spread hate
using the universal language that is music
And we are so naive to following the beat and not the lyrics that we are unable to see through it.
So we follow and acknowledge it religiously, causing it to be a way of life as if we are born to do it.
So we dress like this and talk like that , as a facade of what the artists reflect
However we dont realize that what we do creates a small microcosm that gets stronger than what we expect
So yea...blame the industry
Because they are the ones who are at the forefront of this puppet show
And the sad reality is that you feel as if you wont start making a stand and actually caring,
until the person that is lying in the street...is someone that you know.
Media Genocide
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