[Intro: Slow, heavy strum or lone voice] Cracked pavement under tired feet, Dollar store bags on an empty street. The landlord’s knocking, the fridge is bare, This ain’t a dream—it’s a damn nightmare. [Verse 1: Steady, pounding beat] Ten-hour shifts, but the rent’s still late, Boss gets a bonus while we scrape the plate. Walmart shelves stocked with sweatshop stains, While the news says, “Folks, it’s all okay.” Kids in class with no heat, no books, Politicians pose for photo-op looks. The air’s thick with smoke from a factory’s greed, But the profits roll while the workers bleed. [Chorus: Loud, urgent shout] Right now, it’s breaking, can’t you see? The weight’s on us, not some fantasy. Stand up, push back, don’t let it slide, This is our fight—our time to decide. [Verse 2: Sharp, cutting rhythm] Phone lights up with another lie, “Work harder, win big,” but the well’s run dry. TV blares fear to keep us in line, Ads sell pills for a peace we can’t find. The river’s brown from a spill upstream, But the suits say, “Trust us, it’s just a bad dream.” They cash their checks while we choke on dust, A game of take ‘til there’s none of us. [Chorus: Fierce, unyielding roar] Right now, it’s breaking, can’t you see? The weight’s on us, not some fantasy. Stand up, push back, don’t let it slide, This is our fight—our time to decide. [Bridge: Slow, simmering anger] No capes, no saviors, no golden plan, Just us in the dirt with a line in the sand. The clock’s not waiting, the cracks won’t heal, It’s real, it’s now—how’s it make you feel? Every dollar they hoard, every lie they spin, Is a brick on our backs—but we can begin. [Verse 3: Rising, defiant pulse] Neighbors link arms when the rent hikes hit, Striking drivers block the corporate pit. Kids skip school to yell in the street, A single mom’s sign says, “We won’t retreat.” The church lot’s a garden, the block’s alive, Not waiting for permission to survive. It’s messy, it’s loud, it’s ours to claim, A spark in the dark, a growing flame. [Outro: Quiet, steely resolve] So open your eyes, it’s no surprise, The system’s a leech in a thin disguise. Right now’s the moment, right here’s the call, To tear it down—or lose it all.
