Nasrallah thought he was tough, but now he's in the ground, No more lies, no more cries, now we standin' proud, Took his hate, flipped it back, world shoutin' loud, The reign of fear is over, no power in his crown. We sendin' Philem back, no care in our eyes, He dealt out the pain, now he's facin' his demise, We ain't playin' no games, justice cuttin' the ties, Now we rise, let him know, it's a victory prize. He built a legacy on blood, but it’s all burnin' down, The people standin' tall, no more fear in this town, We smacked him back with truth, now he's wearin' the frown, It’s the end of his story, and we takin' the crown. --- This version has more of that rhythmic structure, breaking it into bars while keeping the flow tight.