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🌫️ Lil Tecca — Intro (melodic pain, floating synths)
(yeah… oh yeah…)
They don’t teach what we lived, they only teach what they write,
Say we “complain too much,” but they don’t live our fight.
History in shadows, but it walk in the light,
America talk loud when your skin ain’t white…
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🎧 Lil Tecca — Verse 1 (pure Tecca bounce, modern slang, real history)
We came out the mud but they built it on us,
Hands in the dirt while they lounged on trust.
Chains came off — still didn’t change much,
’Cause they wrote new rules just to keep us crushed.
Segregation signs on the store front stare,
Redline maps sayin’ “you can’t live there.”
Schools underfunded ’cause the block ain’t fair,
And they wonder why we fight when the law don’t care.
They say “move on,” but the past still bleeds,
Grandma couldn’t vote, mama worked for cheap.
We ain’t ask for war — it was forced on me,
So I’m speakin’ these facts so the whole world see (yeah…).
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🔥 XANTNNA — Verse 2 (rage mode, glitch trap, but factual history)
BLAH!
SLAVERY AIN’T “OLD,” IT’S A SYSTEM THEY SHIFT,
CHAIN GANG LAWS JUST A LEGAL RED GIFT.
CAN’T OWN LAND? THEY WOULD BREAK THAT LIFT,
AND BURN BLACK TOWNS LIKE THEY TORCHIN’ A MYTH.
TULSA BURNED — THEY ERASED OUR GOLD,
THEN BLAMED OUR PEOPLE FOR “ACTIN’ BOLD.”
GI BILL LOANS?
YEAH — WHITE FOLKS SOLD,
WE GOT DENIED WHILE THEY BUILT CONTROL.
BLAH-BLAH!
SLAVE PATROLS TURNED INTO MODERN COPS,
THAT’S WHY THEY FOLLOW US RIGHT TO THE SHOPS.
MEDIA CALL OUR PAIN “CRIME NONSTOP,”
BUT CALL THEIR CRIMINALS “TROUBLED POP.”
THIS THE TRUTH THEY HIDE IN THE BACK OF THE BOOK,
THE STUFF THEY ERASE SO THE NATION LOOK GOOD.
I’M NOT MAKIN’ HATE — I’M EXPOSIN’ WHAT’S COOKED,
THIS AMERICAN HISTORY THEY NEVER WITHSTOOD.
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💨 Pop Smoke — Hook (dark drill truth, deep bass)
Woo…
They don’t teach this part in school — this the page they rip (woo)
Built the country off our backs then they flipped that script (woo)
Say “get over it,” but they hid what they did,
History ain’t dead — it live where we live.
Woo…
If they scared of the truth, then the truth must hit,
If they mad when we speak, then they know that guilt.
This America raw — no mask, no guilt,
If you open that book, you gon’ see that filth — woo.
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🐾 DMX — Verse 3 (raspy, angry, sermon-level truth)
UNH!
JIM CROW WASN’T CENTURIES BACK —
MY MOMMA SAW SIGNS SAYIN’ “BLACKS IN BACK.”
CAN’T BUY HOMES WHERE THE WHITES SIT AT,
BANKS SAID “NO” ’CAUSE OUR SKIN TOO BLACK.
GRRR!
TUSKEGEE TESTS — THEY LIED TO OUR MEN,
SAID “IT’S MEDICAL WORK” — BUT THEY POISONED THEM THEN.
COINTELPRO BROKE OUR LEADERS AGAIN,
SAID “KEEP ‘EM LOW, DON’T LET ‘EM WIN.”
UNH!
THIS AIN’T HATE — THIS IS TRUTH UNFOLDED,
HISTORY TOO HEAVY FOR THE WAY THEY HOLD IT.
BUT WE STILL HERE, STILL STRONG, STILL MOULDED,
BUILT FROM PAIN — BUT WE NEVER CORRODED.
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🌫️ Lil Tecca — Outro (soft fade, real)
(yeah…)
Can’t heal nothin’ if the truth stays sealed,
Can’t fix pain that they never revealed.
But we still stand — and we still stay
SoviSilentHyena
