The Things That Hate Us

Released exactly one month after the 9/11 attacks. This song is from the "Sick of Waging War" mixtape: https://sfrstore.myshopify.com/search?q=sick+of+waging+war
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Just Let Go

Text:
Intro (spoken, low)
After 1335 days,
This is not a threat.
This is a plea.
You can stop it now.

Hook (sung / choir-like)
Just stop — hear me now, just stop,
All this blood and iron, let it drop.
Just stop — break the chain, just stop,
For the world, for the future — just stop.

Verse 1 (rap, steady)
You built a map of old parades, empire shades in faded frames,
You dreamt a flag that’s heavy with the names of ghosts and fame.
Tanks roll like thunder, radios spit the same old lies,
Cities lose their heartbeat while the world counts silent cries.

You pay in soldiers, you pay in sons, you pay in mothers’ tears,
Counting cold statistics like you count your loyal years.
Tomahawks on the horizon — everybody’s watching lines,
But the answer’s not more fire, it’s to stop the endless grind.

Pre-Hook (spoken / chant)
What’s left for the people? Who eats the spoils of war?
If the dream is dead, then what are we fighting for?

Hook (sung)
Just stop — hear me now, just stop,
All this blood and iron, let it drop.
Just stop — break the chain, just stop,
For the kids, for the streets — just stop.

(solo)

Verse 2 (rap, harder)
Sanctions choke the markets, elites scramble with the spoils,
State pockets fat, while the baker pays, the worker soils.
Corruption is a cancer wearing suits and sober ties,
Clean your house, take the rust out from where the money lies.

Your Soviet ghosts are fossils in the museum of the past,
Trying to wake them is a war you cannot last.
Rebuild the schools, repair the ports, set the factories right,
Stop the engines of destruction — return the day from night.

Bridge (spoken / low, building)
It’s not weakness to put down the sword.
It’s not defeat to choose the board.
Trade the bunker for a field, let the harvest be your proof,
Not every victory needs another coffin roof.

Hook (sung, choir bigger)
Just stop — hear me now, just stop,
All this blood and iron, let it drop.
Just stop — break the chain, just stop,
Open your hands, not another pit — just stop.

Verse 3 (rap, reflective)
Think of the fishermen, think of the teachers, think of the men who mend,
Think of the kids who learn to fear the sound of sirens in the end.
You’re measured by your power, but true power heals, not breaks,
Turn the guns to tractors, let the wheat replace the stakes.

If you clean corruption, if you free the markets from the clutch,
Foreign money comes back home, the people won’t be pushed as much.
Sanctions ease, trade grows, hospitals reopen doors,
A nation can be whole again — that’s worth a thousand wars.

(Solo)

Pre-Hook (call & response)
We ask for peace — (we ask for truth)
We ask for change — (we ask for proof)

Hook (final, full choir & ad-libbed layers)
Just stop — hear me now, just stop,
All this blood and iron, let it drop.
Just stop — break the chain, just stop,
For the streets, for the future — just stop.

Outro (soft, spoken, hopeful)
You can choose the shame of more ruin, or the courage to begin.
History’s watching. The rest is up to you.
Just stop.

Just Stop

The first time I met my wife was on a Wednesday night, making party in a german bar. Here's a new jam. My Best Half.
 
Written and produced by Atmosphere with Plain Ole Bill on the wiki wiki. 
G Koop on instruments.
Mixed by Dillon at Stop House Studios.
Artwork by Dave Quiggle.

The Things That Hate Us

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