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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Young kings, young queens
This for you
[Verse 1]
Scrollin’ through the chaos
Laughin’ just to stay sane
Friends in the group chat
Both parents in the same pain
He got straight A’s
Still can’t pay for the same game
She got two jobs
Same fridge, same plain
Fluoride in the water
Forty in the hallway
Teacher got a side gig
Sleepin’ in the car, wait
Politician selfie
Talkin’ ’bout a hard day
Then he board a jet
Leave us in the dark, pray
[Chorus]
They find trillions for missiles
Won’t fix the kitchen floor
Got coins for a rocket
But “sorry, we broke” for the poor
So we feed the future
Even when the shelves so bare
Hold your head up high
’Cause the power’s right here, right here
(yeah, right here)
[Verse 2]
See them brand new prisons
Built quick in a cornfield
But the roof at the school
Still drip when the storm peel
Food stamps vanish
Bail funds vanish
But the budget for a drone strike
Never need Spanish
We post black squares
They post stock shares
Slide in our cities
Like they really ever cared
“Thoughts and prayers”
Then they market the despair
Turn trauma to a trend
Sell it back like air
[Chorus]
They find trillions for missiles
Won’t fix the kitchen floor
Got coins for a rocket
But “sorry, we broke” for the poor
So we feed the future
Even when the shelves so bare
Hold your head up high
’Cause the power’s right here, right here
(keep it right here)
[Bridge]
Young one, I know you tired
Eyes red, phone glow, mind wired
But you more than a post, more than a score
You the cure they afraid of
You the open door
If they won’t share plates
We gon’ build our own store
If they won’t teach truth
We gon’ write our own lore
From the block to the board
From the floor to the core
We the reason that they shake
When they hear “feed the poor”
[Chorus]
They find trillions for missiles
Won’t fix the kitchen floor
Got coins for a rocket
But “sorry, we broke” for the poor
So we feed the future
Even when the shelves so bare
Hold your head up high
’Cause the power’s right here, right here
(hold your head up)
(yeah, right here)
Details
GeneratedApr 1, 2026
Duration2:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Warm, gritty boom-bap drums fused with modern trap hats and 808 swells, dusty piano loop under melancholic strings. Male vocals, intimate and conversational in verses; hook opens with layered call-and-response ad-libs and subtle gospel-style harmonies. Energy builds from reflective to defiant, with drops on key lines to spotlight the message, then slams back in with head-nod bounce., beats, remix, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
young_zee
young_zeeModelAria v5
Prompt
2 pac “hold your head up” vibes with a remix of his message of “They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor” for this new generation, rap, hip hop, trap, beats
