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Premiere: Geko - Number Uno (Iyanya Remix)

Holding To The Wrong Things (interlude)

Ink stains spread where the borders froze
Maps fold twice, then the truth gets closed
Papers glow white while the ground corrodes
Every treaty cracked when the power imposed

Steel pens scribble on a coffin lid
Flags rise high when the rights forbid
Landmark lines shift under every bid
Voices get trimmed when the state gets rid
Old debts linger in the archive dust
New laws shine but the roots combust
Colonial scripts still shape the crust
History bleeds through a polished trust
Paper smiles wide when the blade’s concealed
Policy strikes where the scorched earth yields
Names wiped clean on a flattened field
Truth steps back when the ink gets sealed

Ink on the page while the wounds stay raw
Land erased smooth like a courtroom draw
Words look clean but the marrow saw
Broken treaties bite harder than the empire’s law

Maps redraw when the night turns red
Claims get filed while the witness bled
Pacts sound firm but the soil said “dead”
Silence rises where the footsteps spread
Borders drift thin in a cabinet room
Voices go missing in a legal tomb
Promises bloom then collapse too soon
Every seal pressed tight like a firing boom
Rights get folded in a clerk’s routine
Power walks straight through a ghost unseen
Stolen ground hums like a fractured machine
Legacy screams under paper sheen

Ink on the page while the wounds stay raw
Land erased smooth like a courtroom draw
Words look clean but the marrow saw
Broken treaties bite harder than the empire’s law

Papers claimed calm while the soil shook
Maps carved lines with a butcher’s look
Charters masked theft in a lawful book
Courts praised peace while the borders took
Parliaments cheered as the names dissolved
Decrees stayed sharp while the clans revolved
Governments smiled with a case resolved
History cracked where the claim evolved
Cabinets drafted a hollow decree
Councils marked lands that were never free
Agents pressed stamps where the blood ran deep
Ledgers kept quiet what the graves won’t keep

Ink on the page while the wounds stay raw
Land erased smooth like a courtroom draw
Words look clean but the marrow saw
Broken treaties bite harder than the empire’s law

Ink turns cold when the flags parade
Truth holds fire that the lies can’t fade
Broken treaties rise where the bones were laid
Every step forward walks through a stolen shade

Broken Treaties

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