🎙️[Intro – Country Hook]
Ain’t no justice for the common man,
They’ll take your home, your hard-worked land.
They tax your soul just to make you crawl,
While the rich stand high and watch us fall.
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🎤[Verse 1 – Rap]
I wake up early, boots hit dirt,
Tryna make a livin’, tryna make it work.
Clockin’ in while they sit on thrones,
Takin’ everything that I call home.
Uncle Sam got his hand in my pocket,
While them fat cats flyin’ in rockets.
Tellin’ us all it’s the price to pay,
But we’re the ones bleedin’ every day.
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🎙️[Hook – Country Chorus]
Ain’t no justice for the common man,
They’ll take your house and your piece of land.
Rob a store, they’ll give you twenty years,
But the real thieves laugh, they ain’t got fears.
Yeah, they call it law, but it’s just a plan —
Ain’t no justice for the common man.
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🎤[Verse 2 – Rap]
They say “obey,” they say “comply,”
But we all know that’s a damn lie.
They sellin’ hope with a poison grin,
While they cash out, we barely win.
Drugs on the streets, but they own the game,
Making laws while they hide the shame.
Try to fight back? They take your home,
Call it justice — nah, it’s control.
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🎙️[Hook – Country Chorus]
Ain’t no justice for the common man,
They’ll take your life if you make a stand.
Sell a bag, they’ll lock the gate,
But the ones in suits decide your fate.
Yeah, the deck’s stacked, we understand —
Ain’t no justice for the common man.
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🎤[Bridge – Rap Spoken Flow]
We work their fields, build their towns,
Raise their kids while they tear us down.
We the backbone, but they break our spine,
Sayin’ “freedom,” but we pay the fine.
They call it order, I call it theft,
Ain’t much right in this world left.
But one thing’s true, and I still believe —
Real folks like us, we never leave.
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🎙️[Final Chorus – Country Soul]
Ain’t no justice, but we still fight,
Keepin’ hope burnin’ every night.
They can take our pay, but not our pride,
Can’t kill the truth we hold inside.
Yeah, we’re the people, we’re the stand —
And we’ll rise again, hand in hand.
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🎤[Outro – Rap Fade]
They can write the laws, but we write the songs,
Ain’t no power gonna right their wrongs.
We the heartbeat, they can’t erase —
Justice lives in a working man’s face.
