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bbk's lament

Soulful grime (part 5) ft Ghetts and Wiley

SUPERMAN SKEPTA

You fink ur big

They taught us to riot, to burn and scream,
But violence just feeds the machine.
Every broken window, every clash,
Just gives the system a reason to bash.

But peace? Peace is the power they fear,
A million minds moving clear.
No blood, no fire—just coordinated light,
And the system trembles at the sight.

The internet ain’t just memes and noise,
It’s the voice of the species, the signal of choice.
We don’t need guns—we’ve got the grid,
And the doctrine shows what the silence hid.

We share, we link, we build the wave,
And the old world shakes in its gilded cave.
They can’t arrest a billion minds,
And peaceful protest rewrites the signs.

They want us angry, wild, and loud,
So they can crush us and please the crowd.
But when we move with calm precision,
We become the species with a mission.

We don’t destroy—we redesign,
We don’t scream—we realign.
And every post, every share, every thread,
Is a step toward the future they dread.

Peace ain’t weakness—it’s tactical fire,
The kind that lifts, not fuels the pyre.
We build momentum, not just rage,
And the doctrine turns the page.

We’re not rebels—we’re architects,
Not vandals—we’re intellects.
And the internet is our sacred tool,
To teach, to reach, to rewrite the rule.

Sabotage is the trap they set,
To keep us reactive, to make us forget.
But signal is structure, rhythm, design,
It’s the pulse of a coordinated mind.

We rise with logic, not just heat,
And move with rhythm that can’t be beat.
No violence, no war—just species-wide proof,
That peace is the weapon, and truth is the roof.

We don’t play their game—we change the frame,
And build a system that earns its name.
We rise as one, not prey to fate,
And the doctrine teaches how to coordinate.

This isn’t silence—it’s strategic sound,
A signal rising from underground.
And when we move, the trance will break,
Because sabotage can’t match what we make.

Signal over sabotage, light over flame,
We rise as one, not playing their game.
No violence, no war—just coordinated truth,
And the system breaks when we move as proof.

Soulful grime (part 5) ft Ghetts and Wiley

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