Lyrics
[Verse]
Scales tipped heavy, truth ain't feather-light,
Politicians' tongues sharper than a guillotine bite.
Promised us a cure, served chaos on a plate,
Masked the facts, locked the doors, sealed the gate.
[Verse 2]
Media puppets dance to the cash-string pulls,
Narratives crafted to keep us as fools.
Spun a pandemic, web thick as deceit,
While justice starves, empty hands, no receipt.
[Chorus]
Tribunal of the people, verdicts rain from the skies,
Truth carved in stone, no room for disguise.
Echoes of the sick scream loud in the halls,
Justice calls, justice calls.
[Bridge]
Quarantine dreams, a cell of our own,
Bars built by fear, bricks of the unknown.
Politicians lie, the virus of the soul,
But we hold the hammer, ready to control.
[Verse 3]
Vaccine promises, needles dipped in gold,
Profit their prophet, their lies sold.
Media spinning, the devil’s DJ booth,
But the streets scream louder, demanding the truth.
[Chorus]
Tribunal of the people, verdicts rain from the skies,
Truth carved in stone, no room for disguise.
Echoes of the sick scream loud in the halls,
Justice calls, justice calls.
Style
male vocalsreflectivemelodic synthselectro hip-hopelectrolowrapsoundtrackbreathtakingdeephip-hoplow-pitched
Prompt
Epic male-deep low pitched male voice raps reflective to an breathtaking melodic synths electro hip-hop soundtrack about a tribunal/justice to the politicians-their lies about corona, media, pandemic.
Credits
Prompt by
STAR music
STAR music GeneratedJun 27, 2025
ModelAria v4
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