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Lyrics and music by Aysel Rodriguez Voices by Aysel Rodriguez VERSE 1 Words will always hold their power They shape what we feel, make the unreal louder If you really listen close, they tell the truth No disguise in sight, no excuse I feel that pressure, it don’t let me breathe Rope on my neck while I still kick and scream They love the suffering, they love the scene Pyramid power wanna keep us on our knees But my blood rebellious, I don’t bow to none Try to mute my voice — I still rise, still run Every time I fall, I’m back up again You can’t bury truth, it transcend Pain is natural, suffering’s the trap Let’s not lie to ourselves — this system’s cracked I ain’t sayin’ nothin’ new, you heard it before Adapt to the climate or get crushed by the floor Desire turns to love, affection to scars Every turn destiny throws in your path It’s a test, how much weight you can last How much pressure before you collapse I won’t lie — I smiled at the news I read The Observer said “The Clown” ended up dead The rapist got killed, yeah, that’s what it said That’s the only ending predators get in this city instead No mercy for wolves dressed up as men No tears for monsters, don’t ask me when Justice bent, but karma don’t forget This city keeps receipts in blood and cement CHORUS Hathian is a bitch This city is sick Built off fear and bricks End of days — this it Hathian is a bitch This city is sick Built off fear and bricks End of days — this it VERSE 3 I see social media jokin’, ads say “Cells are empty — volunteers welcome, no release date” They laugh in our face, power make ‘em blind Think they untouchable, like fear ain’t designed They don’t even hide — yeah, Damon Mitchell, I mean you Maybe you should volunteer too A dog in blue in a cage — they call that art A cop got hanged — so tell me, where your heart? Tell me how it feel when the fear switch sides Why should we mourn when civilians die every night? I live every stage of my life intense Every time I fall, I rise again My music from the heart, like day one Tryna spark change in my generation Silence is complicity, don’t twist that fact Stay quiet, you back abuse of power — that’s that They want us trapped inside our minds Fed collective fear, blinded by design Today I’m the hacker breakin’ the code Malware in the system, overload Our consciousness connected, line by line One word, one truth, one intent shift time It’s my duty to use art to wake minds Not let communities self-destruct and divide Prophecy over boom-bap drums When the city collapse — my voice hums CHORUS Hathian is a bitch This city is sick Built off fear and bricks End of days — this it Hathian is a bitch This city is sick Built off fear and bricks End of days — this it