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[Spoken Intro]  
Yo—  
Who the hell is NATO?  
Who gave 'em the keys to the planet?  
They ain’t elected, they ain’t divine,  
But they roll out death like it’s by design.

[Verse 1 – The Ghost of the Cold War]  
Cold War’s over — or so they said,  
But NATO kept creeping while the treaties bled.  
No vote, no mandate, no global consent,  
Just bureaucrats with tanks and a Western accent.

They broke the deals, they broke the trust,  
Turned diplomacy into capitalist dust.  
Containment ain’t peace — it’s a siege in disguise,  
And millions of young men paid the price.

[Verse 2 – The Blood Trail]  
Ukraine burns, Russia bleeds,  
Communities shattered, planted with greed.  
No one voted for this war machine,  
But it rolls on like a corporate dream.

Arms dealers smile, stocks go green,  
While mothers cry in the war-torn scene.  
This ain’t defense — it’s a racket, bro,  
A bureaucratic beast with nowhere to go.

[Verse 3 – The Hypocrisy Exposed]  
Imagine if the roles reversed,  
US collapsed, and Russia dispersed.  
Promised peace, then crept West slow,  
Would the West sit quiet? Hell no.

But NATO did just that — step by step,  
Till the bear woke up with a bayonet in its neck.  
Containment ain’t noble, it’s provocation,  
Wrapped in flags and false salvation.

[Verse 4 – The Economic Trap]  
Yeah, post-Soviet states want cash and trade,  
But NATO’s the price that gets them played.  
Embedded in debt, in Western design,  
While the East gets framed as out of line.

The Soviet experiment had its flaws,  
But containment made it choke on claws.  
What if Russia had space to breathe,  
Would the hammer and sickle still seethe?

[Verse 5 – The Bureaucratic Beast]  
NATO ain’t elected — it’s self-made myth,  
A club of suits with a warlord twist.  
Funded by oligarchs, arms and fear,  
They perpetuate power year by year.

They ain’t peacekeepers — they’re empire’s glue,  
Holding together a dying view.  
They talk democracy, but act elite,  
While the poor get drafted into defeat.

[Outro – The Reckoning]  
So who the hell is NATO?  
A ghost with guns and no soul to show.  
They ain’t the future — they’re the past in drag,  
A Cold War corpse waving a plastic flag.

We see through the veil, we name the cost,  
Millions dead, and freedom lost.  
This is the signal — this is the stand,  
No more warlords with blood on their hands.

No Authority To Organize

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Prod by @58gangll

Lyrics:

[Chorus]
Yonze 
This hoe want to get up on top of me 
Tryna’ bag ain’t tryna make you a beam 
Not tryna tap im tryna make you a theme
Know that nigga broke your heart let me take it 
Let me take it and probably reshape it 
Bae let me take it probably re tape it on me 
And I just give you mine so you can feel clean 
Like can you be mine can you be for me (yeah) 
Can you not be for the team bitch 
Dimonds on me go glee bitch 
Diving in it go sea sick 
Let me just make you mine for a minute 
Bae let me give you all my attention 
Uh, cause you my Beyoncé 
Yonze can give to fucks what a hoe say

[verse] 
Sorry not sorry little bitch like Beyoncé 
Hold up, pack came in like Dontae, uh 
Yonze blowing up atomic, uh
Nigga Rockstar made like Carti, uh
This bitch a little brownskin Barbie, uh 
Let me show you what I’m about little mama
You need a nigga who gone love let me solve it 
Let me take it all away no problem 

[Bridge] 
I can’t get no new hoe
I want you though 
I don’t want no new hoe 
I want you though 

[Chorus]
Yonze 
This hoe want to get up on top of me 
Tryna’ bag ain’t tryna make you a beam 
Not tryna tap im tryna make you a theme
Know that nigga broke your heart let me take it 
Let me take it and probably reshape it 
Bae let me take it probably re tape it on me 
And I just give you mine so you can feel clean 
Like can you be mine can you be for me (yeah) 
Can you not be for the team bitch 
Dimonds on me go glee bitch 
Diving in it go sea sick 
Let me just make you mine for a minute 
Bae let me give you all my attention 
Uh, cause you my Beyoncé 
Yonze can give to fucks what a hoe say

[outro] 
Sorry not sorry little bitch like Beyoncé 
(Sorry not sorry like bitch like beyon- uh, yonze)

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