Verse 1
My brothers be fightin’ each other
While the system just watch and get rich
Turnin’ pain into bullets for nothin’
We stuck in a cycle, a glitch
Six feet under ain’t justice
Ashes don’t balance the scales
We bark at our mamas and daddies
While billionaires buildin’ they sails
They feast while we starve in the trenches
Divide us and call it a win
We swing at the wrong damn target
That’s how they keep cashin’ it in
I got some kids watchin’ closely
They learn from the moves that we make
If hate is the seed that we’re plantin’
Then pain is the fruit that we taste
Hook
Why we takin’ each other down?
When the throne still sittin’ high
They profit off every round
While we bury dreams and cry
My niggas dyin’ over blocks
While the suits toast champagne
We fightin’ for crumbs on the table
They own the whole damn game
Aim it higher, aim it higher
Not at skin but at the chains
Break the cycle, light the fire
We stronger when we change
Verse 2
We smokin’ our future in anger
Chasin’ revenge like it’s gold
But rage ain’t a map to freedom
It’s just what they want us sold
They pit us against each other
Red vs blue in the street
While lobbyists eat at the summit
And never get dirt on they feet
We louder at home than the Capitol
Quicker to swing than to read
But knowledge is sharper than bullets
And unity stronger than greed
I’m tired of funerals preachin’
About how “he was meant for more”
If we really meant it, we’d build it
Instead of just mournin’ the war
Bridge (melodic, reflective)
We could be kings in the daylight
Instead of ghosts in the night
Stop turnin’ the mirror to enemies
Start turnin’ it toward the fight
Not flesh, not color, not neighbors
But systems that feed on the weak
We powerful when we together
That’s why they prefer we don’t speak
Hook (repeat, stronger)
Why we takin’ each other down?
When the throne still sittin’ high
They profit off every round
While we bury dreams and cry
Aim it higher, aim it higher
Break the cycle, change the frame
If we ever move as one
They’d never run the game
Outro
My brothers ain’t targets
My sisters ain’t prey
The real war ain’t in the hood
It’s in who writes the pay
So I’m teachin’ the youngins
Lift your vision instead
Build empires with your mind
Not more graves for the dead
SoviSilentHyena
