My peace

Yeah… same circus, just a new clown wearin’ a tie.

Red team, blue team — same suit, same lie.

They keep tellin’ you to choose,

but it’s the same hand dealin’ both sides.

Welcome to Drone Talk.

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They said, “pick a side,” I said “nah, they both devils.”

Politics a pyramid, we stuck on different levels.

Clock in double shifts while they arguin’ on tape,

but ain’t none of them came to see our block ain’t safe.

Rent due again, gas up, food high,

Momma prayin’ to the news that another check fly.

They love a good speech but they never in the rain,

where the kids turn pain into product for gain.

They keep us scrollin’, sellin’ hope like it’s cheap,

Democrats sleep while Republics preach.

Both get paid when the war go deep —

same drone look when they say “go sleep.”

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🎶 Drones in the sky, drones in their minds,

tell me how freedom feel when the chains still shine?

We build the world but we ain’t gettin’ none,

they own the moon and sell us the sun. 🎶

🎶 Red heart, comrade soul,

I ain’t prayin’ for stocks, I want control.

Equal bread, equal bed, equal light in the cold,

we ain’t for sale, we ain’t been sold. 🎶

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Yeah, they call it democracy, I call it the show,

two talkin’ heads while the real ones broke.

Both sippin’ wine while they feed us hope,

I seen potholes older than half they votes.

Steel City boy, I done seen the rust,

bridges crackin’ while the rich gain trust.

They say “God bless America” — cool flex, bro,

but God ain’t pay no rent when my lights went low.

Capital got you thinkin’ you free,

’til you check yo debt — then you blame TV.

Same ads, same dreams, same code,

but the price of livin’ got the people on hold.

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🎶 My brother lost his crib to a loan gone bad,

system said “business,” we just call it sad.

They made a religion out of debt and grace,

so you pray to Visa with a broken face. 🎶

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🎶 Drones in the sky, drones in their minds,

tell me how freedom feel when the chains still shine?

We build the world but we ain’t gettin’ none,

they own the moon and sell us the sun. 🎶

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> Apple trees and pear trees were a-blooming,

Mist was rising over the river bend.

Modern day Americans went out on the banks,

On the high and steep as the country takes

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The lights still flashin’… yeah, the sky still red,

thunder, angels bangin’ in my head.

Phones still glowin’, souls half-dead,

They post “stay woke” — but they still in bed.

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Warning lights screamin’, streets still cold,

We gave our hearts, they bought and sold.

hit like the truth untold,

And the choir cry out — we can’t be controlled.

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