[Verse 1] They turned our streets to dust, tore families apart, Called it freedom while they shattered our hearts. Boston's broken, but we’re still here, Living in shadows, swallowed by fear. Refugee camps in the place we called home, Now we’re left with rubble, and fields of stone. They talk about progress, but all I see, Is a city in chains, and folks like me. [Chorus] From the ashes of Boston, we rise up again, For the displaced, the lost, the fallen kin. They can tear down our walls, turn it all to gray, But the soul of the city ain’t goin’ away. [Verse 2] Ain’t no superpower, just the fire inside, Words like bricks, I build with pride. NAF calls the shots, but they don’t know, What it’s like to lose everything, nowhere to go. They think we’re forgotten, shadows of a war, But we’re still breathin’, can’t keep us on the floor. For every camp they raise, every block they burn, Boston’s heart beats, we’ll take our turn. [Chorus] From the ashes of Boston, we rise up again, For the displaced, the lost, the fallen kin. They can tear down our walls, turn it all to gray, But the soul of the city ain’t goin’ away. [Bridge] They try to drown us, floodin' us with lies, But we’re louder than ever, hear our cries. No suits, no powers, no federal crown, Just the voice of the people, tearing it down. Boston’s more than ruins, more than pain, It's the blood, the struggle, the fight in our veins. [Verse 3] So here’s to the fighters in the camps we’re bound, The mothers and fathers, barely holdin' ground. The kids who grow up under NAF's cold gaze, Livin' in tents, lost in the haze. But they can’t crush spirit, can’t break the chain, Boston's still burnin’, through the wind and rain. I’m BeanTown-Blaze, and this fight's for real, For every soul that they tried to steal. [Chorus] From the ashes of Boston, we rise up again, For the displaced, the lost, the fallen kin. They can tear down our walls, turn it all to gray, But the soul of the city ain’t goin’ away. [Outro] Yeah, I’m BeanTown-Blaze, grounded and true, No capes, no tricks, just me and you. We’ll take back Boston, one step, one rhyme, For the fallen, the broken, now’s our time.
