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Breaking invisible chains, yeah we rising through the pain Born in a system where the wealth don’t trickle the same Red lines on maps, but the scars on the brain Generational drought while they dancing in the rain Silver spoons passed down like a family heirloom We inherit broken leases and a crowded living room They call it equal, but the math don’t add up When opportunity knocks, they just padlock the door shut We built this land with our sweat and our scars From the cotton fields to the railroads and cars Now they act confused when we ask what’s owed Like history ain’t written in the blood that flowed We ain’t begging for favors, we demanding what’s fair FBA reparations, put the truth in the air It’s not jealousy, it’s accounting the theft Every unpaid promise got a balance that’s left Breaking invisible chains, hear them shatter and fall We was counted as fractions, now we standing up tall From Tulsa’s ashes to the blocks we roam We plant seeds of ownership, build wealth of our own They say “pull yourself up,” but they cut the bootstrings Then wonder why we tired of the puppet on strings Discrimination quiet, but the numbers don’t lie When the median wealth got a canyon-wide divide. Trust funds blooming like a well-watered tree While we fighting just to pass something down to our seed It’s more than a check, it’s a closing of books Restoring what was stolen while they gave us dirty looks Breaking invisible chains, hear the anthem resound From the ghettos to the boardrooms we claiming new ground Financial literacy, unity strong Turning pain into power in every song And in the middle of the struggle you appeared in my life My life hasn’t been the same since you walked in, my light Bringing joy and motivation, always cheering for me to win When I doubted my path, you said “Go try again” Good times or bad you’re constantly true When the world felt heavy, I could lean on you Teaching each other how to love through the stress Through the bills and the battles and the moments of mess Over ten years and we tight as a glove Built our bond out of patience and unconditional love When I speak on freedom, you right by my side When I talk generational wealth, you matching my stride We breaking invisible chains in our home Turning survival mode into ownership throne Investing in dreams, in land and in stock Teaching our babies about keys and the lock. They tried to divide us by class and by shade But we healing the trauma that segregation made No more silence when the truth needs a voice FBA lineage wasn’t given a choice It’s not a cult or a group, it’s a lineage deep Roots in American soil where our ancestors sleep We demand recognition, repair and respect Not charity crumbs with a side of neglect Breaking invisible chains, feel the spirit ignite We transforming the anger into strategic might Credit repaired, businesses grown From renters in fear to owners of homes With Respect, With Respect, With much respect due. With respect, With Respect
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R&B song 64 bars. Reverb, echo, transitions, bridges, into, outro. Use strings, piano, bells mid-tempo chorus groovy.
4:22
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2/18/2026