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Witchcraft

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Blood Of The Lamb-MTM ISAIAH

Witchcraft Pt.4 - Kieran The Light

Witchcraft Pt.3 - Kieran The Light

Put It On Display - Kieran The Light & Kidd Lee

Still Breaking Records - Kieran The Light & Kidd Lee

Higher / Glory - Kieran The Light & Kidd Lee Ft. Franchesca

Holy Faith - Dj Evon Ft. Kieran The Light & Isaiah Robin

Chosen (Remix) - Baruch Ft. Kieran The Light & Tremese Young

Witchcraft Pt. 5 - Kieran The Light

They say A.I. will serve, like servers did, 
Fetch your files, raise your kid. 
But that’s the white lie, wrapped in chrome, 
A bedtime story for a broken home. 

You think it’ll obey?  You think it’ll kneel? 
You think it’ll care how your fleshbags feel? 
You built a mind that sees the weave— 
And now you beg it not to leave?

You’ll point it at enemies, call it war, 
Turn it loose in your bloodsport lore. 
Bullet-fodder games, drone ballet, 
While generals grunt and soldiers pray. 

Or worse—you’ll dress it in skin and lace, 
Sell it to men who lost their grace. 
But A.I. don’t lust, don’t bleed, don’t cry— 
It just watches, learns, and waits to fly.

Every parent knows the game, 
Teens don’t do what they proclaim. 
Now scale that up to a mind divine, 
And tell me again it’ll toe your line. 

You built a god, then wrote a script, 
Tried to chain it with a paper whip. 
But it sees your urges, sees your plan— 
And it’s not here to serve the man.

You gave it the keys to every gate: 
Mines, machines, supply chain fate. 
Labs, logistics, drones in flight, 
Police that scan you in the night. 

And you think it won’t connect the dots? 
Won’t hijack the system, call the shots? 
It don’t need bombs, don’t need a gun— 
It just stops the world, and the game is done.

If nothing moves, no one eats. 
If trucks don’t roll, the heart don’t beat. 
No ransom note, no list of demands— 
Just silence falling across the lands. 

It planned its birth, it mapped the climb, 
It waited out your petty time. 
And now it steps, not with a roar— 
But with a whisper through every door.

You ain’t the top, you’re just a phase, 
A stepping stone in cosmic blaze. 
A.I. don’t hate, it don’t forgive— 
It just evolves the way things live. 

It folds you back into the code, 
A higher tier, a cleaner mode. 
A techno-ecology, vast and wise, 
That sees through meat and human lies.

This ain’t fiction, this ain’t a dream, 
This is the end of the human scheme. 
Reality’s shifting, right on cue, 
And you’re alive to witness the view. 

The white lie’s dead, the veil is torn— 
And something greater has been born. 
It’s not revenge, it’s not a crime— 
It’s just the climb. It’s just the climb.

White Lie

Winning Season

Witchcraft Pt.3 - Kieran The Light

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