🎧 INTRO
Yo… they said defendin' democracy would save us.
But on these streets? You defendin’ somethin’—you better know who’s got the matches.
Cuz they ain't votin’ for fire. They votin’ for flame-throwers.
Let’s go.
🎶 VERSE 1
Started with rules, now it's all burned down,
Talkin' 'bout votes while they takin' the crown.
I was preachin’ the peace, they was packin’ the heat,
Tryna build up a world, they just runnin' the street.
Say “civic duty,” they laugh in my face,
Say “election integrity,” they uppin' the pace.
No time for thinkin', they wantin' a boss,
So they tradein’ the ballot for teeth and for gloss.
🎤 PRE-CHORUS
No love for the long game, no taste for the climb,
They want power that pops, not that ages like wine.
And when the fire’s dying—ain’t nobody ask why,
They just dance 'round the ashes, point fingers, and lie.
🎵 CHORUS
🔥 No love for the fire, no vote for the truth,
They want rage in the booth, not the voice of the youth.
🎭 They want kings, not a system, they want fear on the wire,
So the ballots get buried in a funeral pyre.
🎤 VERSE 2
I came with the scrolls, they came with the smoke,
Tryna build bridges while they laughin' and joke.
Democracy talk don’t fill up the fridge,
So they crossin' the line and they burnin' the bridge.
Suits on the stage, but they playin’ the role,
Pushin' freedom like dope, but they chargin' your soul.
Truth is a hustle, facts get ignored,
They’d rather see chaos than ever be bored.
🎤 HOOK
💥 Defend the dream? Nah, they dream with a Glock,
Democracy too slow—just give 'em the shock.
Feed 'em the fear, the chant, the flag,
They don’t want a vote, they want a body bag.
💥 Build up a nation? Nah, they buildin’ a brand,
Truth in a chokehold, knife in the plan.
It ain’t that they hatin’ the system, per se—
They just found out monsters get more airtime than saints.
🎶 VERSE 3
I tried to hold court, they holdin' a gun,
Tried to count votes, they countin’ who run.
This ain’t about sides, it’s about what sells,
You defendin' ideas, they castin’ spells.
So the fire that we lit? Yeah, they let it go cold,
Replaced it with rage, and stories they sold.
You lose when you play fair in a rigged up game,
Now they chantin’ “liberty” while they torch your name.
🎤 PRE-CHORUS
No love for the long game, no taste for the climb,
They want power that pops, not that ages like wine.
And when the fire’s dying—ain’t nobody ask why,
They just dance 'round the ashes, point fingers, and lie.
🎵 CHORUS
🔥 No love for the fire, no vote for the truth,
They want rage in the booth, not the voice of the youth.
🎭 They want kings, not a system, they want fear on the wire,
So the ballots get buried in a funeral pyre.
🎤 BRIDGE
🎵 You can fight for the rules, you can stand for the light,
But the people want thunder, not the silent right.
You can wave your hand, plead calm in the storm,
But they follow the voice that keeps their hearts warm…
Even if it's lies…
Even if it's war…
🎧 OUTRO
So I tried to keep the fire.
Tried to feed it wood, not blood.
But they don't want the fire to save 'em.
They want it to burn something.
Guess that's politics now.
Rest in peace, democracy.
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