[Intro] Voices... [heavy drum + quiet ad‑lib] (Ad‑lib: Hear the voices… they ain’t gone… T.Y.S.O.N…) "Let It Go!" [Verse 1] We been calling for a seat at a table that was never made for us Begging for crumbs from hands that took the whole supply from us They taught us chase their version of success, chase their gold, their glow Steered us from our old traditions, from the way our fathers know We’re a spiritual people — not built for chasing material gain Brainwashed to copy patterns that bring only empty pain Look back down the long line of the ones who stood their ground Nzinga, Zumbi, Toussaint — they refused to bow down Boukman, Sam Sharpe, Koitalel who stood the colonial tide Joseph Danquah, Lumumba — truth they couldn’t hide Moumié, Cabral, Biko, Sankara who stood upright Malcolm X, MLK, Sobukwe, Chris Hani — gave their light Every name a story, every life a warning sign They tried to cut the movement, but the fire still shines. [Vocal Snap] "We cant sing it, no more!" [Chorus] Voices they tried to silence — still ringing loud today Roots they tried to bury — still growing through the clay We don’t chase their approval, don’t beg their broken grace We turn back to our heritage, turn back to Yahweh’s face Voices they tried to silence — still rising from the dust Remember all the martyrs — their memory is trust! [Verse 2] They stole our seeds, our minerals, our lands across the sea Built their comfort on the things that belonged to you and me Some say “beg for reparations” — we know the hurt is real But freedom starts inside us, when we learn how to heal Not copying their systems, not chasing their design Rediscover our own purpose, our own truth, our own sign We know the road is long, the fight ain’t done yet The world’s still scared of justice, scared of what we can get But we don’t hate the people — we reject the wicked plan That stole our peace, our freedom, and the work of every man [Vocal Snap] "We cant Campaign, Anymore!" [Chorus] Voices they tried to silence — still ringing loud today Roots they tried to bury — still growing through the clay We don’t chase their approval, don’t beg their broken grace We turn back to our heritage, turn back to Yahweh’s face Voices they tried to silence — still rising from the dust Remember all the martyrs — their memory is trust! [Verse 3] So we stand for the fallen, stand for those still here Teach the children our story, make the memory clear T.Y.S.O.N — we lift the banner high Keep the fire burning underneath the sky We don’t chase their crown, we don’t chase their throne We build our own future, make our way home [Vocal Snap] "We have to take it back, by any means!" [Bridge] [beat pulls back, Female Rap Flow] None of those great leaders fought so we could just beg for space They fought so we’d remember who we are & our place Human dignity ain’t a gift someone gives away It’s written in creation, from the very first day When the world can’t turn it round, when all our strength is spent We look up to the Most High — He’s the One who sent Hope for the weary, light for the night Truth for the people, strength for the fight. [Chorus] Voices they tried to silence — still ringing loud today Roots they tried to bury — still growing through the clay We don’t chase their approval, don’t beg their broken grace We turn back to our heritage, turn back to Yahweh’s face Voices they tried to silence — still rising from the dust Remember all the martyrs — their memory is trust! [Outro] [Percussive Breakdown, Beat fades] Remember the voices… remember the names… Real Is Rare... [END]
