[(Verse 1)]
Yo, I see the world in a digital trance,
Dancin' blindfolded in a virtue dance.
You scream "progress" with a corporate brand,
But your so-called truth? It's sleight of hand.
You chant for peace but fuel the flame,
Tearin' down statues, playin' the blame game.
Taught to hate what built your land,
While bowin' down to a rainbow brand.
[(Hook)]
This a wake up call, no lullaby,
Truth cuts deep, look me in the eye.
You’ve been sold a lie, hypnotized and weak,
Now the lion roars — it's the truth I speak.
Red pill dropped, no more disguise,
We stand for roots while the West dies.
Facts ain’t hate — they just ain’t woke,
Now hear the truth in every word I spoke.
[(Verse 2)]
You bend your knee to the media gods,
Preachin’ freedom, but cancel with mobs.
Pride in June, but shame in faith,
Mockin' tradition like it's all a wraith.
Gender’s a spectrum? Nah, it’s a trend,
They twist your mind, then pretend.
Silence dissent with labels and tags,
But we wave flags while yours just drag.
[(Bridge – Slow & Heavy)]
You’re not rebels, you’re state approved,
Marchin’ to the beat of a system’s groove.
You scream "inclusion" but shut doors fast,
To anyone rooted in the wisdom past.
Callin’ us fascists, for speakin’ plain,
But truth ain't hate, and we ain't ashamed.
[(Hook)]
This a wake up call, no lullaby,
Truth cuts deep, look me in the eye.
You’ve been sold a lie, hypnotized and weak,
Now the lion roars — it's the truth I speak.
Red pill dropped, no more disguise,
We stand for roots while the West dies.
Facts ain’t hate — they just ain’t woke,
Now hear the truth in every word I spoke.
[(Verse 3 – Final Push)]
You want safe spaces, we want the truth,
You raise soft men, we forge strong youth.
You trust the screens, we read the books,
You follow trends, we sharpen looks.
We ain’t afraid to be outcast kings,
While your truth changes like puppet strings.
We speak for faith, for nation, for soul,
While you chase feelings down a rabbit hole.
[(Outro)]
This ain't hate — it's clarity loud,
No shame in truth, we say it proud.
One voice, breakin' the media spell,
From the ashes we rise, rebel to rebel.
So wake up now, before it's gone,
The war ain't coming — it’s already on.
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