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An 80s-inspired funk track with a sharp groove and a sharper message. Driven by rhythm, repetition, and urgency, Ain’t No Peace Without Justice cuts through feel-good slogans to name the truth underneath — peace without accountability is just noise. Danceable, confrontational, and unapologetically human. #funk #funkmusic #80sfunk #groovemusic #funkybeats Everybody talkin’ ’bout peace, no one talkin’ ’bout pain, Say they want heaven, but they buildin’ the chain. Same old fire, same old rain — There ain’t no peace without justice, no gain without strain. Storm in the sky, I can feel that thunder, Smiles cut deep while the world goes under. Faces fake, tryna play that game, Say love loud, but they fuelin’ the flame. Life hit hard, got me down on my knees, No guard at the gate, no sign, no keys. Some chase dreams, some chase greed, Same questions asked, still no one freed. Everybody talkin’ ’bout peace, no one talkin’ ’bout pain, Say they want heaven, but they buildin’ the chain. Same old fire, same old rain — There ain’t no peace without justice, no gain without strain. Talk to the wall, but the wall don’t speak, We all one heart, but the pulse feels weak. When your house burns down, will you watch or fight? Save your soul before you lose that light. Earth been cryin’, sky can’t sleep, Truth too heavy, we buried it deep. Round and round, the world rewind, We fall again, same mountains to climb. Everybody talkin’ ’bout peace, no one talkin’ ’bout pain, Say they want heaven, but they buildin’ the chain. Same old fire, same old rain — There ain’t no peace without justice, no gain without strain. Some claim God, some claim streets, Some just fight while the cycle repeats. Who really listens when the silence speaks? No peace without justice — that’s the beat. Across the hills, across the plains, We all got dreams, we all got chains. Words mean nothin’ if the truth don’t show, No peace without justice — everybody should know.