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[Intro – Whispered then Roared]
Tick, tick—another line gets crossed
While the suits count wins, we tally what we lost

[Verse 1 – Rap Flow]
They sell us truth with a price tag,
Scratchin' backs while the rest get bagged.
Policies written in cigar smoke,
Power’s a joke—only rich folk provoke.
Feed the beast with our silence,
Law books wrapped in violence.
Big chair, big teeth, fake grace—
Got the world on fire but a clean face.

[Pre-Chorus – Tension Building]
You vote? That’s cute.
They already chose the suit.
Scripted lines, the same disguise,
Rotten roots beneath the ties.

[Chorus – Shouted, Anthemic]
This is a rich man’s game!
We bleed, they frame!
Every word they preach—
Built on chains!
Burn that stage,
Tear that name!
Can’t free the people
With a rigged domain!

[Verse 2 – Rap Rock Cadence]
Cameras lie with perfect flair,
Paint the poor like they don’t care.
Papers spin while they steal bread,
Call it “order,” while hope plays dead.
They got yachts and offshore files,
We got debt and prison trials.
They tax fear, we pay in skin—
Guess who always lets 'em win?

[Bridge – Breakdown Groove]
No justice in the palace gates,
Only secrets, wars, and interest rates.
No future in a poisoned throne,
They feed on flesh, we break our bones.
So stack the matchsticks, light the flame—
A crooked crown don’t earn no reign.

[Chorus – Full Blast Repeat]
This is a rich man’s game!
We bleed, they frame!
Every word they preach—
Built on chains!
Burn that stage,
Tear that name!
Can’t free the people
With a rigged domain!

[Outro – Slow and Gritty, Spoken Growl]
They pray for peace behind gold bars.
We bleed in streets beneath their cars.
But tides turn slow—
Then snap like jaws.
Reckoning don’t care
About your laws.

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