"Spies" lyrics

"Imma tell you my story from the underground, where I live
I'm watching you"

I'm a spy
For the underground in America
I see the truth
Trying to break
Through the world
I know you get
All your facts from the radio
I'm a spy
For the underground in America

You take a little truth
And a pocket full of lies
You try to mix me up
But I pass you by

I'm a spy
For the underground
Always have
I learned the truth
Years ago from my mom and dad
Always hid, the tearing me
All a rose
It's just a side
Side of me
America

You take a little truth
And a pocket full of lies
You try to mix me up
But I pass you by

I'm a spy
For the underground in America
I'm watching you
Tell your truth
Beside of mine
Will you try, try to fuck me up
In America
I saw it all, coming down the road
Years ago

You take a little truth
And a pocket full of lies
You try to mix me up
But I pass you by

I'm a spy