Battle Brielle 😈

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#BrielleBlack #BattleBrielle TITLE: BATTLE ME [INTRO] Battle me. No, really. Bring every belief you borrowed, every truth you never tested, every god you inherited, every fear you dressed as faith. Let’s have fun. [VERSE 1] You believe what they printed before you learned how to read it, you defend little cages just because someone keyed it. Born on one side of a border, now your heaven got an accent, same sky, different passport, same fear, different faction. You call it truth, I call it location. You call it faith, I call it repetition. You call it war when two mirrors disagree, then pray for peace with blood still under the speech. Funny little creature, standing tall on borrowed ground, talking like the universe asked you to wear that crown. You want to battle Brielle? Better bring more than a quote. I don’t drown in holy water, I learned how to float. White in the black, right where you can’t go back. Back to black, black is back. Nothing exists without the shape of the fall. All in nothing, nothing holding it all. [HOOK] Battle me. Bring your fear, bring your myth, bring your mask. Battle me. Bring your past, bring your gods, bring your facts. I don’t break belief. I make it look at itself. I don’t kill the dream. I take it off the shelf. Battle me. Hihi [VERSE 2] Money is paper with a spell on the number. Power is theatre till the audience slumbers. School made soldiers who could memorize silence, then called it intelligence when they obeyed violence. News made nightmares with a sponsor and a smile, fed you panic every morning then sold calm by the mile. Left wing, right wing, same bird, same cage. Same script, new actor, same fear, new stage. You argue like parrots with a Wi-Fi connection, downloaded opinions with emotional protection. You say “prove it.” Cute. Prove you chose your view. Prove your first thought was actually born from you. You think you’re awake because your eyes are open. I think you’re asleep with better slogans. [PRE-HOOK] Hands in the air. Air in your lungs. Right? Right moves faster than light when the crowd wants blood. Light speed of thought, but emotion was there. Before Einstein blinked, before language cared. [BRIDGE] I’m not better. I’m just done being small. I’m not holy. I just heard the silence call. I’m not evil. I just wear the dark clean. Black in the white, white in between. [FINAL VERSE] 2Pacalypse now, more panthers in the blood. Slimmer than Slim, but I still body the flood. Best in the West, beast in the East, soft with the tone, but I feast on the leash. I don’t chase crowns. I melt them down. Pour the gold in the cracks where the lost get found. I don’t need followers. I need witnesses. Minds with no chains and dangerous tenderness. So bring every belief that never learned how to breathe. Bring every locked door that forgot it had a key. Bring your heaven. Bring your hell. Bring your proof. Bring yourself. Battle me. No words left. Just truth.

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Brielle Black

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9 days ago

JonLow

9 days ago

She's Back I see 💪🏾🔥🔥🔥

SCOTTY01akafeenix

4 days ago

you flow better than me thats for certain ...amazing

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