I done popped me a jit now a nigga rollin ♻️

Straight Drop

Now or Never

Road Runna (feat. Goldenboy Countupboy)

Li Yeaa

Jimbo World -Anyday Anytime

561 Monsta - How U Want it (FREE MONSTA)

Motion

February

Street Preacher

Hubba Bubba

6 Months

History ain’t past — it’s the breath in your lungs,  
It’s the fire in the streets, it’s the cry of the young.  
You can bury the truth, but it won’t stay dead,  
Repercussions echo in the lives we’ve led.

Verse 1 – The Eternal Now
History’s rolled up in the eternal now,  
Not a textbook — it’s the sweat on the brow.  
Power politics from long-dead men  
Still kick peasants off ancestral land again.

Imperial webs spun with gold and guns,  
Militias paid while the real work’s undone.  
No capitalist dream, just rural despair,  
Young men migrate — send money, say prayers.

Immigration ain’t random, it’s cause and effect,  
It’s the ghost of conquest cashing its check.  
Not left in the past — it’s alive in the street,  
It’s the echo of boots where cultures meet.

Verse 2 – Manufactured Chaos
When empires fear the indigenous rise,  
They fund the puppets, feed them lies.  
If rulers won’t bend, they fracture the state,  
Arm the factions, then call it fate.

Weapons flood in, traditions collapse,  
PTSD youth caught in the traps.  
No jobs, no peace, no cultural thread,  
Just trauma and fire where elders bled.

These aren’t theories in lecture halls,  
They’re living wounds in refugee calls.  
The chickens come home, the culture shifts,  
And the rich cry foul as the balance drifts.

Verse 3 – Ecological Reckoning
Now add the heat — the rising tide,  
The poisoned soil, the oceans wide.  
Deforestation, erosion, decay,  
All from men who took without delay.

They wielded power with no human heart,  
Now the whole damn planet’s falling apart.  
And modern minds can’t find the thread,  
To stitch a future from what’s been bled.

We’re tangled in repercussions tight,  
No way out without global light.  
Political consensus, planetary scope,  
A new enlightenment — our only hope.

Outro – The Wake-Up Call
So wake the fuck up — this ain’t a drill,  
We’ve mapped the mess, we’ve climbed the hill.  
We’ve figured the shit, we’ve seen the code,  
Now help us carry this heavy load.

Reframe the vision, rewrite the fate,  
Before the echoes seal the gate.  
History’s not gone — it’s knocking loud,  
And we’re the ones who clear the cloud.

Reaper-Cushions

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