[Verse: Propaganda]
Sometimes, I wonder if I'm on a hidden camera
Like, am I the only one that thinks a skeleton wearing jewelry is foolish?
He can't possibly enjoy this
He ain't got a nervous system
Talk to me, Akhenaten
Sister Nefertiti, King Tut, what's that dust like?
Did you evolve into Amun-Ra?
Did you fuse in Anubis?
Throw it up, throw it up, right?
You still got your money, right?
Who would've thought that your Math professors
Literature writers, and architects have the actual national treasure?
And the crown jewels that can't rust
That's what's still living
And the gold you so worshiped is in some dumb rappers mouth now
Pharaoh, Pharaoh, let my people go
But, it seemed like you were the slave
But tell me
Where that gold got ya'
You say bury you in it
But if we don't would you even notice?
Would you even notice?
I mean, would you even notice?
Talk to em' Dre
