Go on and take your black marker, draw your lines across the page
And convince yourself that history is something you can cage
Go on and pull the books down from the shelves for all to see
You're the hero of a story that is written by decree
You think the truth is something you can edit and command
A disobedient subject that is getting out of hand
So you silence all the artists and you censor every song
And you tell us that you're making this republic pure and strong

But you don't understand the power of a thing that is denied
The only thing you're building is a place for truth to hide
And gather all its strength until it's ready to ignite
In the suffocating darkness of your artificial light

'Cause every redacted word will be a witness to your crime
A black and silent monument that will outlast your time
Every book you burn is just a torch to light our way
And every voice you try to silence has a million things to say
Yeah, every redacted word will be a future prosecutor's proof
The quiet, screaming evidence of your war against the truth.

We will write it on the bathroom stalls, we'll spray it on the walls
We'll pass it in the whispers that echo in these halls
You can't kill an idea, you can only make it strong
You can't erase the memory of where it all went wrong
Your empire of black ink is just a temporary stain
And the truth is comin' for you like a cleansing, driving rain
So hide behind your edits, hide behind your vicious lies
We're the generation that is here to watch your kingdom die

'Cause every redacted word will be a witness to your crime
A black and silent monument that will outlast your time
Every book you burn is just a torch to light our way
And every voice you try to silence has a million things to say
Yeah, every redacted word will be a future prosecutor's proof
The quiet, screaming evidence of your war against the truth.

Will Be a Witness.wav

A hip-hop track with a slow boom-bap pulse (~72 BPM), deep round kick, soft vinyl crackle, minimal snare, cinematic minor-key violin ostinato weaving throughout, violin swelling between scripture lines, sparse piano accents, intimate spoken-word male vocal delivered calmly and clearly, no hook or chorus, emphasis on space and resonance, modern yet reverent, ending with violin resolving into silence

Just Life Moven Through

LAKESHORE_DR_INDIEFLOW_2

Mixed and Mastered by Lauren Ralph
RIP Big Pun

What's my name?

Very old tune i never released before. Idasu on produccy. 

30 Steps EP out very soon

King David (Prod. Idasu)

Supafly

07962

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Grief Eyes

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Thirsty Thursday (Bonus Track)

Babylon the mixtape out October 25th.

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