[Intro, Spoken word with low 808s] Yeah... this one’s for the people in the back of the line. The ones forgotten, but never gone. We still breathing… still dreaming. (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) [Verse 1, Street storytelling flow] Look— I came from blocks where the lights don’t shine, Where the sirens sing lullabies every night, in time. Where kids learn fast that the truth gets taxed, And the man in a suit got blood on his tracks. Mothers hold pain like a weapon of faith, Another candle lights up another grave. News talk numbers, never names, And we scroll past tragedy like it’s just another game. We pray to a God that don’t show face, While the world burns down in a digital space. Yeah, they build walls when they should build grace, And call peace a crime if you come from the wrong place. [Chorus, Soulful hook + Vocal chant sample] We living in the fire, but we never retire, Voices in the dark, we reaching higher. (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) For the weak, for the broken, for the truth unspoken, We still rise, even when the world’s heart’s frozen. (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) [Verse 2, Hard-hitting flow, social realism] They teach fear, not love, in the schools they run, While the young bleed truth under fake suns. They selling pain like a product, it’s all a show, Rich get richer, and the streets don’t grow. Politicians preach peace with a diamond chain, While the poor eat dust and the cops take aim. Another name on a wall, another shirt stained, Another dream cut short by a system’s game. We see bombs on screens like it’s normal scenes, A thousand lives gone, just lost between memes. We scream for justice but they mute the feed, So the truth bleeds slow while the people plead. [Bridge, Spoken, gritty tone] Hands up if you ever felt pain, Hands up if you still wear chains. No matter the storm, no matter the fight, We gon’ keep burning, we the flame in the night. [Chorus, Full power with Vocal Sample choir] We living in the fire, but we never retire, Voices in the dark, we reaching higher. (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) For the weak, for the broken, for the truth unspoken, We still rise, even when the world’s heart’s frozen. (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) (They can break our homes, but not our hope.) [Outro, Street echo fade] (Ahh... yeah...) Still standing... still breathing... They tried to silence the street, But the truth still speaking.
