We teach 'em 'bout the silence, before the thunder broke, The corporate chains they wore, the lies the oppressors spoke! Show 'em the broken remnants, of towers they once owned, The blood-stained concrete where, our seeds of freedom's sown! No sugar-coated stories, no fantasy in play, Just the brutal, honest truth, of how we fought that day! This ain't no fucking bedtime tale, this is a battle cry, Carved deep in every heartbeat, beneath this open sky! The youth got fire in their eyes, inherited from the fight, They breathe the air of freedom, forged in the darkest night! But knowledge is their weapon, against the unseen foe, The ghost of past oppressions, in every seed they sow! They hear the echoes roaring, from the battles we have won, A constant, driving rhythm, till the fucking job is done! We show 'em how to spot the snakes, in suits of slick disguise, The wolves who try to creep back, with their deceptive lies! This isn't just survival, not simply getting by, It's building something stronger, beneath a brighter eye! A culture forged from chaos, where truth is loud and bold, Breaking every mold they tried, to force us into old! The scars are on our bodies, the wisdom in our mind, Leaving no damn weakness, for the future to find! We stand as living proof, of what the spirit can unleash, Beyond the reach of tyrants, beyond their fucking speech! So let the new anthem echo, from every liberated throat, A furious, righteous torrent, on every single note! The torch is being passed now, with purpose, clear and true, The fucking generational fury, sees the future through! From ashes to defiance, from struggle to the gleam, We forge an endless legacy, a revolution's dream! The fight for liberation, forever takes its hold, A story always written, never to be sold!
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