Only for the Righteous

DeFaux Records

Scholar of Babylon

DeFaux Records

UK bass, grime-drill, UK Dancehall club

[LYRICS START]

[Artist Tag]
Scholar of Babylon.

[Intro]
This one’s not for the numb.
Not for the bought.
Not for the dead-eyed drift.
This one’s for the ones still lit.

[Verse 1]
Came up cold with a screen for a sky,
Big talk everywhere, no reply.
Heads gone tired, but the soul won’t quit,
Whole place cracked, still we walk through it.

Bills on the neck, bad news in the feed,
Fake love cheap, real hope hard to keep.
But I know them faces by the low-lit stare,
Young and overlooked, but the fire still there.

[Pre-Hook]
If you held your line when it got bleak,
If you kept some heart when the week got deep,
If you never sold out peace for a seat,
Then this right here hits your feet.

[Hook]
Only for the righteous.
Only for the real.
Only for the young hearts
That refused to kneel.

Only for the sleepless.
Only for the scarred.
Only for the ones still pure
In a world gone hard.

[Drop Chant]
For the righteous.
For the real.
For the ones who still feel.

For the righteous.
For the true.
If it’s us, then it’s you.

[Verse 2]
No clean road and no soft landings,
Just long nights and some hardstanding.
Still we build from the ache and spite,
Turn dead-end days into a live-last night.

Not saints, nah, just stubborn and awake,
Still got love that the dark can’t take.
Still got truth in the jawline set,
Still got youth that ain’t folded yet.

[Pre-Hook]
If you took those hits and you stayed intact,
If you saw through lies and you stepped back,
If you kept one dream when the lights went black,
Then the bass hits back.

[Hook]
Only for the righteous.
Only for the real.
Only for the young hearts
That refused to kneel.

Only for the sleepless.
Only for the scarred.
Only for the ones still pure
In a world gone hard.

[Bridge]
Not perfect.
Not polished.
Still worthy.
Still honest.

No saviours.
No kings.
Just us and the sound of surviving.

[Final Hook]
Only for the righteous.
Only for the real.
Only for the lost kids
With a spine of steel.

Only for the dreamers
Who the cold world tried.
Only for the ones who kept
Their soul alive.

[Outro]
If you’re still here,
it’s already in you.

[LYRICS END]

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[LYRICS START] [Artist Tag] Scholar of Babylon. [Intro] This one’s not for the numb. Not for the bought. Not for the dead-eyed drift. This one’s for the ones still lit. [Verse 1] Came up cold with a screen for a sky, Big talk everywhere, no reply. Heads gone tired, but the soul won’t quit, Whole place cracked, still we walk through it. Bills on the neck, bad news in the feed, Fake love cheap, real hope hard to keep. But I know them faces by the low-lit stare, Young and overlooked, but the fire still there. [Pre-Hook] If you held your line when it got bleak, If you kept some heart when the week got deep, If you never sold out peace for a seat, Then this right here hits your feet. [Hook] Only for the righteous. Only for the real. Only for the young hearts That refused to kneel. Only for the sleepless. Only for the scarred. Only for the ones still pure In a world gone hard. [Drop Chant] For the righteous. For the real. For the ones who still feel. For the righteous. For the true. If it’s us, then it’s you. [Verse 2] No clean road and no soft landings, Just long nights and some hardstanding. Still we build from the ache and spite, Turn dead-end days into a live-last night. Not saints, nah, just stubborn and awake, Still got love that the dark can’t take. Still got truth in the jawline set, Still got youth that ain’t folded yet. [Pre-Hook] If you took those hits and you stayed intact, If you saw through lies and you stepped back, If you kept one dream when the lights went black, Then the bass hits back. [Hook] Only for the righteous. Only for the real. Only for the young hearts That refused to kneel. Only for the sleepless. Only for the scarred. Only for the ones still pure In a world gone hard. [Bridge] Not perfect. Not polished. Still worthy. Still honest. No saviours. No kings. Just us and the sound of surviving. [Final Hook] Only for the righteous. Only for the real. Only for the lost kids With a spine of steel. Only for the dreamers Who the cold world tried. Only for the ones who kept Their soul alive. [Outro] If you’re still here, it’s already in you. [LYRICS END] © 2026 Martin Eaton. All rights reserved.

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