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[Verse 1]
I was five when they stamped my name
Wrong side of the map, same sky, same rain
Teacher said “freedom” with her hand on her chest
But my father kept whispering, “we a guest at best”
Border on a screen, sharp line, cold law
Turn it to a wall, to a cage, to a flaw
They say “keep order” while they kick in the door
Boots on the tiles, kids face on the floor
I learned early what a word can hide
How “security” can mean “step aside”
How “equal” got a small print page
And “justice” is a mask they wear for rage
[Chorus]
Because you were simply born in another country
They aim that pretty language like a gun, see
Paint their hate in the colors of a court room
Call it “justice” while they pour you in a dark room
Because you were simply born over that line
They twist that word till it strangles your life
They say “justice,” “peace,” “keeping you safe too”
But “justice” is the excuse they use to hurt you (yeah)
[Verse 2]
They put flags over fear, call it pride, call it faith
But the child in the cage only knows it as pain
Judge got a robe, but his eyes got steel
Reads out a sentence like it ain't even real
Newscaster smiles, picks the softest phrase
“Necessary force in uncertain days”
My mother just stares at the silent screen
Sees a boy like me in the smoke and screams
How you sleep when your truth got teeth?
Every slogan they chant got a body underneath
I don't trust any law till it looks me in the eye
And calls my birthplace human, not a crime, not a why
[Chorus]
Because you were simply born in another country
They aim that pretty language like a gun, see
Paint their hate in the colors of a court room
Call it “justice” while they pour you in a dark room
Because you were simply born over that line
They twist that word till it strangles your life
They say “justice,” “peace,” “keeping you safe too”
But “justice” is the excuse they use to hurt you
[Bridge]
So I spit for the ones stamped “wrong place”
For the names they erase, for the lost face
If their “justice” needs someone to bleed through
Then I'm guilty of asking what it means to be you (hey)
[Chorus]
Because you were simply born in another country
They aim that pretty language like a gun, see
Paint their hate in the colors of a court room
Call it “justice” while they pour you in a dark room
Because you were simply born over that line
I swear one day that word will be kind
Till then, every verse, every breath I push through
Is justice for the ones they chose to hurt too
Details
GeneratedJan 22, 2026
Duration3:16
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody boom-bap with detuned piano loop, dusty drums, and deep sub. Male vocals, close and conversational in the verses, lifted with doubled hooks and subtle harmonies. Energy builds from a quiet, haunted first verse into an anthemic, defiant chorus, with drops on key punchlines and a low choir pad swelling under the last hook., country
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OrganicSignal300
OrganicSignal300ModelAria v5
Prompt
Because you were simply born in another country, they'll use words like 'justice' as an excuse to hurt you, male, rap
