Lyrics
[Verse]
Tables turning, snakes still slithering on cobbled bricks
Governments in shadows, hands that twist and fix
Backdoor deals, puppets dangle in the mix
Scripts rewritten, futures burning like old flicks
[Verse 2]
Silos loaded, words explode, they camouflage
Neighborhoods like war zones—silent sabotage
Feed us poison, called it progress in collaged montages
AI watching while it scribbles out its autographs
[Chorus]
Bang the war drums, bongo echo through the scars
Battles waged in ink while they detonate the stars
Scripts the prophecy, mafia minds in the dark
Power plays the anthem, revolution starts
[Verse 3]
Bureaucrats grin, their teeth gripping an atom bomb
Smile so thin, but the weight of misrule thunders on
Men in suits, but their shadows howl like Babylon
Desperate cribs cry loud, history moves like a marathon
[Bridge]
Whispers in the alleys, shouts in the catacombs
Freedom just graffiti scrawled across a broken home
Bloodlines pay the debt, kings reap what they own
Elders laugh and nod, the chaos already sown
[Verse 4]
New world order carved in fibers of a silicon brain
Chains for the masses, gold for the self-made Cain
Feasting under halos, they plot while they abstain
Choice is fiction, even ballots weighed in pain
Style
bongo drumspolitically-chargedrapintensewar drumsmale vocalship hop
Prompt
Controversial, political, powerful, undertones of bongo drums and war drums. Mafia mentality. Script the future., rap, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
BloodDiamondVortex45
BloodDiamondVortex45GeneratedMay 5, 2025
ModelAria v4
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