Static & Scripture

[Intro]

“Breaking news.”

“Exclusive.”

“Trusted source.”

Yeah. Trusted by who?

[Verse]

They package lies with a polished grin,

Sell fear wholesale, let the chaos in,

Flash red banners just to hijack sight,

Keep you arguing shadows while they dim the light.

Divide and conquer, that’s the play,

Keep the people loud but never awake,

Every headline bait, every clip cropped tight,

Truth gets buried if it don’t fit right.

They don’t want facts, they want reaction,

Fuel for the algorithm’s traction,

Rage is currency, clicks are king,

Sell your panic like it’s everything.

They twist a verse, they bend a phrase,

Build a villain in a single day,

But I don’t bow to a broadcast throne —

My faith ain’t wired to your microphone.

[Pre-Chorus]

Static in the signal, poison in the feed,

They tell you what to think before you even read.

[Chorus]

Turn the static off, I’m done with the noise,

They weaponize fear just to fill the void,

Corruption dressed in a three-piece suit,

I fight back loud with the Word and the truth.

No puppet strings, no scripted lies,

I see through smoke in your studio skies,

You can spin that narrative all you want —

I stand on rock, and that rock won’t haunt.

[Verse]

They say “trust the system,” don’t ask why,

But the system profits when the people buy

The outrage cycle, left and right,

Keep ’em swinging blind in a staged-up fight.

Meanwhile truth’s in a quiet room,

No spotlight glow, no viral boom,

Just scripture cutting clean and sharp,

Separating dark from the heart.

I’m not perfect, I’ve doubted too,

Scrolled too long, got pulled in the view,

But I felt that tug like “this ain’t right,”

Like something holy flipping on a light.

You can’t cancel faith, can’t fact-check grace,

Can’t edit God to fit your base,

When truth hits hard, it don’t trend fast —

But it outlives every newscast.

[Bridge]

You can’t scare me with another headline!

Can’t own my soul with a primetime!

I don’t kneel to ratings or fear campaigns —

My hope ain’t chained to your clickbait games!

[Guitar Solo]

[Final Chorus]

Turn the static off, I’m done with the noise,

They monetize panic, manipulate choice,

Corruption loud but conviction louder,

Truth don’t wilt when the lies get prouder.

You can mock belief, call faith a crutch,

But I’ve seen what happens when truth gets touched,

When the noise fades out and the screen goes black —

God’s still there, and He’s got my back.

[Outro]

They control the narrative.

They don’t control my soul.

Static fades.

Truth stays.

Rap, hard rock, nu metal