

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Who’s to say what we can’t do Who’s to say what we won’t change There is no revolution (no revolution) (no revolution) without rage [Verse 1] Bouncing crown on a cracked-thin throne gold teeth rattle every time we groan You can paint that palace with a martyr’s blood But the kids in the gutter gon’ turn that flood You measured our pain on a profit chart We measured your time on a ticking heart When the crowd jumps once and the floorboards break That’s a fault line forming every word we say [Pre-Chorus] They say “keep quiet” hand on the stun gun We say “speak louder” lungs like a war drum You can cage the body never cage the tongue Every verse I spit load another one (hey!) [Chorus] When the bouncing crowd makes the Richter scale shake (yeah) That’s the sound of chains starting just to flake There is no revolution without songs we make Turn the volume up ’till the palisades quake Rage, rage ’till the granite all breaks Rage, rage make the planet vibrate [Verse 2] Steel-toe steps in the tear gas mist Names in the air like a blacklist hiss You can jam that signal scramble our feed We graffiti the silence with a primal scream Put a price on breath we gon’ rob that till You can buy more time never buy our will Every barred-up window is a drum we hit Every banned idea is a match we lit [Pre-Chorus] Who’s to say a chorus cannot crash a gate Who’s to say a cadence cannot bend a fate You can crowd the courts you can flood the feed But you can’t outvote what the hungry need (nah) [Chorus] When the bouncing crowd makes the Richter scale shake (woah) That’s the buried fault snapping wide awake There is no revolution without songs we make Turn the volume up ’till the palisades quake Rage, rage ’till the granite all breaks Rage, rage make the planet vibrate [Bridge] This the stomp for the lost and found This the hymn for the underground This the spark in a gas-soaked page This the pulse, this the pulse this the pulse called rage (rage!) [Chorus] When the bouncing crowd makes the Richter scale shake Every shout a blade every bar a stake There is no revolution without songs we make Turn the volume up ’till the palisades quake Rage, rage ’till the granite all breaks Rage, rage make the planet vibrate
Tags
rap, Aggressive, distorted trap-metal beat with snarling 808s and detuned guitars; male vocals flipping between rapid-fire triplet rap and screamed chants. Verses sit tight and percussive, chorus explodes with crowd-gang shouts and layered growls. Sub drops, alarm FX, and glitchy pauses to make the hook slam harder, ending in a feedback-drenched breakdown chant.
3:04
No
3/9/2026