Wrong Side of History

[Verse]
Power suits
Red ties
Lies in disguise
Behind the curtain
Pulling strings
Feeding alibis
They smile wide
But their hands drip red
Stacking dollars on the backs of the dead
They call it justice
I call it theft
Robbing the future till there’s nothing left
Puppets dance while the truth gets buried
History don’t forget
And it’s feeling heavy
[Chorus]
Don’t be on the wrong side of history
They’ll twist your name
Erase your victories
Many men wish death on free
But truth cuts deeper than the sea
[Verse 2]
Promises cheap like a pawnshop ring
Empty words don’t mean a thing
Streets whisper secrets
Shadows know
The higher they climb
The harder they go
The pen’s a weapon
The mic’s my blade
Expose their schemes
Watch the empire fade
No gold thrones
No crowns
Just dust
Power’s an illusion
Built on rust
[Prechorus]
They censor the rebels
They silence the cries
But the echoes remain where the truth never dies

hip hop, raw, raw production with heavy kicks and snare. a stripped-down bassline loops underneath while faint vinyl crackles add texture. vocal delivery is sharp, gritty, and deliberate., boom bap, intense