“One Blood Riot”

(Verse 1)

They drew lines in the sand, called it truth, called it fate

Turned a spectrum to a weapon, gave it power through hate

Yeah, they branded every shade, made a hierarchy stick

Now you guardin’ every label like it’s something legit

Same DNA, just a shift in the tone

But you’ll die for a color like it’s carved in your bones

Tell me—if you never learned it, would you see me as “other”?

Or just another lost soul tryna reach for a brother?

(Pre-Chorus)

I hear the echoes say “history don’t lie”

Yeah, the scars still bleed, yeah, the truth still cries

I’m not blind to the pain, I’m just questionin’ why

We keep feedin’ a fire that was built on a lie

(Chorus)

One blood, one breath, but we riot inside

Fight invisible lines that were never alive

Call it race, call it war, call it whatever you need

But it only has power if we choose to believe

One name, one truth buried under the noise

They divide, we obey, we destroy, we deploy

If we shattered the frame, let the illusion collapse

Would we finally be free—or just fade into that?

(Verse 2)

We are poems in flesh, different shades of the dawn

But the language is ancient, same code we’re drawn from

Earth never whispered “you don’t belong here”

That was man-made fear dressed up sincere

Mountains don’t care what color you claim

Rivers don’t pause to assign you a name

But we memorize borders like scripture and law

While the ones at the top just keep pullin’ the cord

(Bridge)

Divide and conquer—that’s old but it works

Keep ‘em fightin’ each other while you pullin’ the perks

Turn identity into a cage in the mind

Then convince every prisoner the bars are divine

Pain is real—I won’t bury that truth

But pain ain’t a chain unless we give it the proof

That it owns who we are, that it writes what we’ll be

That the past is a life sentence, not memory

(Final Chorus)

One blood, one sky, but we fracture the view

See an enemy’s face where a reflection once grew

If the lie never started, would we still be apart?

Or just strangers with stories, not targets to mark?

(Outro)

So I stand in the dark where the silence gets loud

Tear the label off slow, let it fall to the ground

Not sayin’ it’s gone—but it don’t own me now

One human race… and I’m sayin’ it proud.