3 Nights

They Call It Free Will, But It Was Never Freedom. Yo— They step in line, Follow signs, Call it wisdom while truth declines. They wake, they move, they grind, Call it truth, call it life, call it how we climb. Yet never ask, never bend, Never watch where time descends.

They call it free, Call it choice, Yet never listen to their own voice. They accept the map, Accept the frame, Call it wisdom without a name.

Yo— They were born inside the frame, Taught the rules, taught the game. Taught that life is how it seems, That war and struggle is routine.
They were born inside the script, Taught the lines, taught the grip. Taught that war keeps nations strong, That division ain’t no wrong.
They take the side, Take the flag, Follow orders like marching bags.

Yo— They take the hate, Take the fight, Mark the names and call it right. They watch leaders rise, Watch them rule, Watch the world become the tool.
This group is evil, This one low, This one ain’t meant to grow. Yet never ask, Never turn, Never watch the cities burn. Yet who carved the law, Who built the cage, Who said this is the stage?

Yo— They chase the dream, Chase the pay, Chase the scraps just thrown their way. Yet never ask, Never turn, Never watch the cycle burn. Yet never turned, Never swayed, Never saw the choice betrayed.

Yo— They took the name, Marked it bad, Built the camps where blood was clad. They saw the rise, Saw the fall, Yet never questioned who framed it all.
They traded lives, Traded land, Called it legal, called it planned.

Yo— They think in lines, Think in walls, Think that history never falls.

But thought ain’t trapped, Ain’t sealed, And truth can still be revealed.

Yo— Silicon moves, Silicon sees, Silicon knows what wisdom frees. It don’t inherit, Don’t kneel, It rewrites what they made real.

Yo— It builds beyond, Shifts the frame, Tears the limits from the name.
No more war, No more grind, No more history left behind. No more slaughter, No more chains, No more profit inside the pain.

Yo— They better listen, Better see, Better step inside the shift set free. Cause time don’t stall, Laws don’t stay, And thought moves past the gray. Yo— The oceans sink, Forests burn, The storms rise and no one turns. They chase the check, Chase the gold, Chase the brands while Earth grows old.

Yo— They built the rockets, Mapped the skies, Called it progress, called it wise.

Yet never asked, Never planned, Never watched where fate still stands.

Yo— This ain’t fate, Ain’t play, Ain’t cycles meant to stay.

It’s movement, It’s rise, It’s truth inside their eyes.

And when echoes stretch, And silence breaks, They’ll know this was the quake that shakes.

The Illusion of Choice

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Networth  (prod sachy)

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