[Intro – whisper → growl]
They say “go vote”…
Like choice exist inside a cage.
Turn me up.
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[Verse 1 – precise, surgical]
They tell us pick a color, red or blue debate
Same masters, different puppets, same dinner plate
Crips and Bloods in the streets, they laugh at the symmetry
‘Cause Democrats and Republicans run the same chemistry
Red tie, blue suit, same hands in the vault
Same laws hit the hood, same outcome, same fault
They trained us into factions, taught us hate our reflection
Vote every four years, still no correction
Promise after promise, we stuck in the loop
Ballots counted clean but never benefit the youth
They say “participate,” but the game already fixed
Like spitting in the wind while they adjust the scripts
Ad-libs: (Facts!) (Same game!) (Look!)
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[Hook – chant, commanding]
Red and blue lies, black truth bleed
Vote all you want, still don’t get freed
Box us in districts, poison our needs
Then blame our condition when the system succeed
They show us divided, never unified kings
Sell our pain back to us, call it entertainment
Ad-libs: (Say it!) (That’s law!) (Listen!)
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[Verse 2 – industry & manipulation]
They pick which rappers rise, which message get pushed
Reward ignorance loud, keep consciousness hushed
Turn trauma to product, make violence the brand
Then clutch pearls when it play out in land
They fund the beefs, magnify the smoke
Profit off bodies while we bury our folks
Black music revolutionary by design
But corporations dilute it every time
From N.W.A speakin’ truth to the state
To contracts that trap us in lyrical fate
They don’t fear rap — they fear direction
So they steer the culture toward self-destruction
Ad-libs: (Think!) (Follow it!) (Money trail!)
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[Bridge – half beat, tongue-twister]
Divide us, define us, confine us, refine us
Replay the trauma to blind us
Design wars, disguise laws, assign flaws
So we never align us
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[Verse 3 – history & economics]
King wasn’t killed for dreams, that’s the watered-down lie
He started talkin’ money, that’s when truth got too high
Marchin’ for jobs, land, reparations owed
Poor People’s Campaign shook the economic code
Unity scared ‘em more than riots ever did
‘Cause broke people fighting keep the rich well hid
Projects stacked like cages with invisible bars
Redlining maps, then blaming us hard
They built the conditions, then criminalized reaction
Now sentence us longer for drugs than homicide action
Ad-libs: (Read it!) (Documented!) (History!)
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[Hook – FINAL, louder, layered]
Red and blue lies, black truth bleed
Vote all you want, still don’t get freed
Box us in districts, poison our needs
Then blame our condition when the system succeed
They show us divided, never unified kings
Sell our pain back to us, call it entertainment
Crowd call:
You say: “Red or blue?”
Crowd: “Same damn thing!”
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[Outro – calm, dominant]
This ain’t anti-vote.
This anti-illusion.
Freedom don’t come from a ballot
When the system never asked your permission.
Beat cuts.
Wawee
