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Uh… yeah…

Ladies and gentlemen…

Please remain calm…

The system is definitely working.

They say “trust the process” from a golden chair,

I say “which one?” there’s nothing processin’ there.

Smile for the cameras, lie off the screen,

clean suits, dirty hands, you know what I mean.

“It’s for your safety,” yeah, heard that before,

same line, new font, different corporate logo.

They preach hard work while inheriting stacks,

born on third base talkin’ ’bout “I ran track”.

They tell me “relax, don’t question the plan”,

while they print more money than I’ll touch in my hands.

I pay the bill, they break the vault,

then ask me why I’m pissed at the default.

They say “be quiet, don’t make a scene”,

but silence is their favorite routine.

I tried to chill, I tried to behave,

but funny how calm never stopped the pain.

Blah blah, system talk, keep it loud,

same old lies with a brand-new sound.

You want me numb, obedient, tame?

Sorry buddy, I don’t play that game.

Blah blah, power trippin’ on control,

I’m the glitch in your carefully coded role.

You don’t own me, you don’t get me,

your corruption just created me.

Politicians flex like influencers now,

sellin’ hope in bundles, “limited amount”.

Cameras on, empathy activated,

cameras off, morals deactivated.

They want us fightin’ left vs right,

while they sip champagne on a private flight.

Divide and conquer, classic move,

keep ’em busy fightin’ while we approve.

They call me radical, say I’m too loud,

but stealing futures seems way more wild.

I’m not aggressive for speakin’ my mind,

aggression’s robbin’ generations blind.

Funny how they panic when we start to think,

suddenly the ship’s about to sink.

I didn’t flip, I didn’t switch sides,

I just opened my eyes.

This ain’t chaos…

It’s awareness.

This ain’t hate…

It’s memory.

I don’t swing wild…

I aim direct.

Now they listen, now they care,

funny how fear changes the air.

Used to laugh, now buildin’ walls,

guess the joke ain’t funny when the system stalls.

I don’t want thrones, I want fairness,

don’t want your seat, I want awareness.

Every lie you tried to sell,

came back louder when the curtain fell.

Say my name, put it on blast,

I’m the uncomfortable question you can’t outlast.

From pressure, noise, and broken trust,

I’m not the problem ... I’m the adjust.

Blah blah, keep your scripted speech,

I’m outta reach, you can’t control me.

You don’t speak for me, don’t pretend,

I’m the voice you couldn’t silence then.

Blah blah, let the whole world see,

how the system cracks when we disagree.

I didn’t ask, I took my stance,

you crossed the line ... now deal with the backlash.

Yeah…

Keep talkin’.

History’s listening…

and it’s not clappin’ for you.