ZERO (01:07)

#90tss Life heavy, eyelids cracked, I stay woke through the static, System built like a maze, every exit automatic. They hate us subtle, call it “policy,” dress it in manners, Chains invisible, mental, wrapped tight as the banners. I don’t sleep, ‘cause the silence got louder than screams, Every billboard lying, selling nightmares as dreams. They pacify pain with a screen and a slogan, Feed us fear by the gallon, keep the truth half-broken. Diabolical patterns, numbers carved in the law, They profit off the trauma, then ask why we’re raw. From the gutter to the ballot, same hand in the pot, Tell you “work hard, be patient,” while they shorten the clock. I learned early: the news don’t love me, it use me, Twist blood into content, then casually move me. They frame the cage gold, call it “freedom of choice,” But silence every truth that don’t fit they voice. I hear demons in the language, angels in the lies, Smiles sharpened like razors when they look in your eyes. Every headline scripted, every outrage leased, They distract with the noise while they carving the feast. I stay fasting from fake shit, no diet of fraud, I’d rather starve for the truth than be full off the odd. My mind a locked door, I don’t open for trends, ‘Cause the devil wear likes and he travel with friends. They want us divided, arguing crumbs on the floor, While the throne get polished behind a locked door. Left versus right, same bird, different wing, Same boot on your neck, just a new way it sting. I seen hope get buried under profit and pride, Seen brothers go missing while the cameras slide. They say “trust the process,” but the process a blade, Only sharp for the poor, dull where money get made. So I sharpen my pen like a weapon of prayer, Every bar confrontation, every sentence a stare. I don’t dance for approval, I don’t beg for a seat, I’d rather stand alone than get fed to the beast. I stay awake ‘cause sleep is how they keep us in line, Dreaming someone gon’ save us instead of our spine. Life tough, but I’m tougher than the script they wrote, I don’t swallow the lie, I dissolve it in throat. No hook, no relief, just truth in a rush, This world built cold, but my soul don’t rust. If the system hate us, let it choke on my breath, I’ll speak ‘til the lie start fearing the death.