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Prince Jefe - Intro

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They say it’s human nature. But it’s just human systems. Built on fear. Fueled by greed. Let’s break it down.

It’s fear that drives the chaos— not hunger itself, but the fear of hunger. Not crime, but the fear of being its victim. Not poverty, but the fear of falling into it.

The “haves” fear the “have-nots” like shadows in the rearview. They don’t see people— they see threats to their lifestyle. So they build walls, stack laws, and call it order.

But it’s just fear dressed in a suit. It’s just power hoarding the loot. And when the poor rise up, they call it crime. But when the rich exploit, they call it design.

Politicians see the world through a “realist” lens— power is zero-sum. Better to rule than be ruled. Better to enslave than be enslaved. So they sell us fear and call it truth.

Wage slavery? That’s just the norm. But if it comes from outside? Now it’s war. Same chains, different flags. Same masters, different tags.

The rich got the most to lose, so they fear the most. They build the myths, they own the posts. They feed the poor a steady stream of hate and lies through every screen.

They say, “Those people want your job.” “Those people want your land.” “Those people want your life.” But it’s the rich who sent you to fight. It’s the rich who profit from war. It’s the rich who always want more.

And when the poor march off to die, they don’t ask why. They wave the flag, they chant the lie. But the truth? They just war-wage slaves in a game they never made.

And every war makes the rich more scared, more guarded, more prepared— to lie again, to send again, to bleed the world and call it fate.

This is the heart of the human machine: fear, greed, and a myth of control. But we ain’t cogs. We ain’t code. We ain’t born to carry their load.

We are not less because we weren’t born rich. We are not threats because we speak and twitch. We are the future they can’t contain. We are the storm inside the chain.

So ask yourself— is this good enough for your child? A world run by fear, by greed, by style? Or do we rise, do we break, do we burn the script for the future’s sake?

The machine runs on fear. But we run on truth. And truth don’t kneel. It rises.

Prince Jefe - Intro

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