[Verse 1]
It feels good just to be back here,
Call it home, keep it close, keep it near.
I knew nothing gold ever lasts,
Still I moved forward, dragging weight from the past.
Held it strong even knowing the cost,
Kept walking through smoke, through the damage and loss.
Through acquisitions, through quiet perdition,
Where lives bow down without asking permission.
Not bound by tradition, but trapped in submission,
Selling convictions disguised as religion.
Our mission was freedom, release from the chain,
From cycles that echo and never abstain.
[Verse 2]
To be treated like you never existed,
Erase your name till resistance is finished.
But this fire inside me don’t answer to fate,
It feeds every cause they attempted to break.
Till lies turn to ash and illusions collapse,
I rise past your height, past your labels and maps.
Stomp truth through the dirt where deception resides,
Where cries go unheard and injustice survives.
Bloody ties negotiating peace with a knife,
Selling death as a compromise branded as life.
You won’t honor the deal, you’ll oppose, then deny,
Till karma introduces you sudden surprise.
[Bridge / Spoken]
You will rise, win the prize, touch the dream you admire,
Become what you wanted, what fueled your desire.
But ask who you are when the applause disappears,
When silence gets louder than crowds in your ears.
[Verse 3]
What you are, what you were, what you’ll be in this time,
What you know, what you don’t, what you guard in your mind.
Ward off suffering, you’re fine—understand this behavior:
No one’s coming to save you, you are your own savior.
Your wisdom’s a treasure, your mind is the measure,
Don’t outsource your worth for temporary pleasure.
Never question your path just to fit in a room,
Who else lives your truth when the lights all go mute?
[Verse 4]
In a world where a friend slowly turns to an enemy,
Where thoughts get recycled, repackaged, then sold to the many.
Where one became millions through passive seduction,
Mass belief manufactured on lines of production.
They’ll sweet-talk you gently, say “join us, be proud,”
Blend into comfort, dissolve in the crowd.
Promise eternal paradise, scripted and nice,
But heaven ain’t rented—you roll your own dice.
[Verse 5]
Choose your own path, it’s always been true,
Collision with unknowns is how growth breaks through.
Even Calypso would curse what you’re shown,
Just to make sure your freedom was fully your own.
This story keeps moving, a handful of souls,
Unseen, undocumented, outside control.
Forgotten backgrounds, but beautifully rare,
Proof that what’s reachable’s already there.
[Outro / Spoken]
Reliving what is, recognizing what’s been,
Never forgetting the truth once it enters your skin.
What we gather in life isn’t meant to be hoarded,
It’s passed to the future, not forced or distorted.
So the youth don’t inherit a world built on fear,
But space to create something honest and clear.
What is.
What can.
What will.
Is.
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