PROPAGANDA (COWBOY CARTER AND THE RODEO CHITLIN’ CIRCUIT Tour Live) lyrics

[Pt. 1: Ras Baraka, Kilo Ali, & Misc. Interviewers]
I want to hear an American poem
I want to hear an American poem
Something American, you know
Some sassy sh*t or
South Carolina slave shouter
Alabama backwoods church shack call and response
Hey you
Hey, hey you
Where are all the American poems
About Harlem number runners
And barbershop conversations about
Colored faces on colored TVs
I want to hear an American poem
Some sassy sh*t or--
Are there any American poets in here?
[?]
I want to hear a poеm about a beautiful black woman
An incredibly, incredibly bеautiful black girl
Incredibly beautiful black girl
(America)
I want to hear a poem about--
What is happening to country music?
It's gotten sick
An American poem as American as jazz
A scratch tune, a beatboxer
Country has been around for a long, long time
It goes right to the heart of-- (America)
Most Americans in red states have been loving and enjoying it
Long before "Queen Bay" decided to stick her big toe into the lane
I want to hear a poem about a--
They've got to make their mark, just like a, uh, dog in a dog walk park
You know, something American
Something that represents you
[Pt. 2: Ride, Kilo Ali, Misc. Interviewers, Beyoncé, *Ras Baraka* & **Kendrick Lamar**]
Remain calm
I only plan to steal
Whatever I want
Get so f*ckin' dark in here
Come-come f*ck apart in here
I die in the process
You die in the process
Kettle drum roll hard sh*t
f*ck I said, f*cker? Don't start sh*t
People sayin' stupid s--- out here (Ahhhh!)
Propaganda!
Come-come f*ck apart in here, I
*USA! America!*
*USA! America!*
*USA! America!*
*USA!* (America)
**Turn this TV off, turn this TV off**
(Huh)
America, America, America, America
America, America has a problem