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[Verse 1 — low, spoken-sung] My grandfather said it plain, no halo, no disguise, Freedom rents itself out to the highest bid that survives. He said profit buys patience, mercy comes with a fee, And when you stop paying dividends, they stop pretending you’re free. He didn’t whisper theory, didn’t dress it as a lie, Said power keeps receipts and it always knows why. We’re valuable as labor, expendable as breath, Counted while we’re useful, forgotten when we’re spent. [Refrain] He said, listen close, kid, this isn’t a riddle to win The cage isn’t hidden—we’re born inside it. [Verse 2 — steady build] He told me about veterans camped on the mall, Paper promises folded into coats against the cold fall. Back pay overdue for a war that never slept, Nightmares still charging interest on a debt they never forget. They marched with their medals and their hunger in line, Asked for what was owed—not mercy, just time. The answer came uniformed, with orders and gas, The Army met the soldiers and history looked away fast. [Chorus — restrained, cutting] This is how it works when the ledger goes red, Loyalty is praised, then struck from the spread. They thank you for service, then bury the cost, Call it necessary loss. [Verse 3 — quieter, sharper] He never said “rigged” like it was some curse, He said “designed,” said “tested,” said “could be worse.” Said rules are elastic when money’s the spine, Law bends polite when it’s told who to serve and when to resign. Courts speak in minutes, factories in years, Votes come in seasons, profits appear. You can scream into banners, you can kneel, you can pray, But numbers don’t blush and they don’t look away. [Refrain] We are only pawns, yes, but pawns still see the board, We feel every move when we’re pushed forward. [Verse 4 — mid-song expansion] They call it stability when the same hands stay fed, Call it chaos when the bottom lifts its head. They’ll sell you a future with a flag and a loan, Then repossess your body when the interest has grown. Healthcare’s a gamble, housing a dare, Work till you’re hollow, call it character. If the math says “cut,” the blade comes clean, Efficiency dressed up as policy. [Chorus — fuller] This is the nation of cost and return, Where dignity waits for permission to earn. If you don’t make profit, you don’t make the grade, You fade. [Bridge — spoken, factual, slow] Nineteen thirty-two. Tents on the capital lawn. Veterans asking for pay already promised. Tear gas. Fire. Eviction by force. History footnotes it. The lesson stayed. [Verse 5 — rising resolve, not violent] There comes a time when silence is chosen, Not forced by chains, just comfortably frozen. When “stand up” means speak, remember, refuse to forget, When living means more than surviving the net. No guns in the chorus, no blood in the rhyme, Just names, just records, just patterns in time. They fear clear memory more than a shout, Facts don’t burn out. [Final Chorus — resolute] We were told to be grateful, told “this is the deal,” Trade our years for a paycheck, our pain for a seal. But truth isn’t treason and memory won’t die, You can’t audit a conscience no matter how hard you try. [Outro — calm, unwavering] My grandfather was honest, that’s all that he gave: A warning, not a weapon—be awake, not brave. Because a country is measured by who it lets live, And what it demands in return for the right to exist.