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Lyrics: Max Vocal: Max & A.I. Beat/Mix/Mastering: TrógerBeatz Weboldal: https://trogerbeatz.webnode.hu/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?... TikTok: / trogerbeatz [Verse 1] They print the lies in gold ink and sell ‘em as truth, Feed us poison through the screens while they smile in the booth. Politicians just puppets with invisible strings, While we bleed in the gutters, they toast to kings. Hospitals fall while their stock prices rise, They'd rather fund wars than save a child’s life. Broken homes, cracked streets, dreams decayin', But the CEO’s yacht got a glass floor, amazing. Tell me, how the fuck did we get so numb? Kids grow up hungry while they polish their guns. Poor man’s blood got rich man’s scent, And we pay with our souls just to make their rent. God's name sold on a billboard for wealth, Preach love on Sundays, but won't share health. The system's a pimp, we just hoes with debt, Dyin' slow in a loop they’d rather you forget. [Chorus x2] Money owns the people, not the other way around, While the poor get buried, the rich don’t hear a sound. Screamin’ in the dark, but they silence every cry, We live just to survive, they live just to lie. [Verse 2] They turned schools to factories, minds to machines, Feedin’ us rules while killin’ our dreams. Nurses on strike, kids in the cold, But there’s cash for missiles, bombs to be sold. No love for the weak, no aid for the broke, Just blame ‘em and shame ‘em, it’s all a sick joke. The media twists like a blade in your chest, Distract with scandal, while they rob the rest. Streetlights flicker like the hope in our eyes, And truth’s just a luxury no one buys. Land of the free, if you pay the fee, Or drown in debt, chokin’ silently. They build prisons but not a single new school, Feedin’ fear to the masses, keepin’ us cool. I’m not angry, I’m scorched to the soul, ‘Cause we die while they laugh and maintain control