Verse 1 (Low aggressive rap, tense delivery)
Mama said “baby keep your head low”
Walk fast, keys tight, don’t let ‘em get close
Smile when they talk, don’t make ‘em explode
Whole damn world taught us how to survive ghosts
They blame the dress, never blame the hands
Say “boys will be boys” while we make escape plans
News flash scrolling with another dead name
Then they pray for a week and go right back the fucking same
Boss call me “sweetheart,” laugh when I freeze
Man on the train got his hand on my jeans
Post one picture, now my body’s a debate
If I fight back hard, then suddenly I’m “crazy”
Chorus (Big emotional sung chorus, layered harmonies)
We carry fire in our lungs, still breathing
Tears in our makeup, hearts still beating
They build these cages then ask why we scream
Tell us “keep quiet” while they shatter our fucking dreams
But you can’t bury a voice that survives
Can’t kill the truth when it’s living inside
From every cracked lip to every black eye
We rise, we rise, we fucking rise
Verse 2 (Faster angrier rap, sharper delivery)
How many times gotta text “made it home”?
Finger on the pepper spray walking alone
And if something happens they gon’ ask what we wore
Like fabric got the power to unlock doors
Single mom working two jobs no sleep
Still gets judged if the house ain’t clean
Politicians talk about our bodies like property
Then wonder why women march through the streets
And the internet cruel with a million fake saints
Calling women “damaged” for the pain we can’t shake
But pain make diamonds, pressure make queens
And rage make revolutions they ain’t ready to fucking see
Chorus (Full power anthem chorus)
We carry fire in our lungs, still breathing
Tears in our makeup, hearts still beating
They build these cages then ask why we scream
Tell us “keep quiet” while they shatter our fucking dreams
But you can’t bury a voice that survives
Can’t kill the truth when it’s living inside
From every cracked lip to every black eye
We rise, we rise, we fucking rise
Bridge (Soft spoken into angry yelling)
No more shrinking
No more shame
No more carrying all their blame
If the system rotten, let that shit break
Outro (Haunting spoken/sung, tired but defiant)
For every woman who learned fear too young
For every mother raising daughters to run
For every voice they tried to erase
This is rage with lipstick on its fucking face
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