Say It Plain

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[Intro] Yeah—look No polished lies, just pressure and proof [Verse 1] I learned patience from the landlord knocking past due, Mama stretched a dollar till the whole damn month got through. Corner-store coffee, bus pass in my coat, Big dreams in a notebook with a fraying spiral spine broke. They sell fear wholesale, then they tax every breath, Put a suit on the theft, call the poverty “success.” But I kept my name clean when the room got dirty, Took a few hard Ls, still I showed up early. You can hear the train groan under every bar I write, Every scar got a date, every wrong got a price. I’m not here for applause from a room full of snakes, I want bread for the workers and a seat at the table we make. [Hook] Say it plain, we ain’t built to be quiet, Feet on the pavement, truth starting riots. Fuck the fake smiles and the deals they conceal, If the wound is still open, then the wound ain’t healed. Say it plain, let the whole block know, We turn hard times into a backbone flow. No crown, no savior, no script, no throne— We build from the dust and we stand on our own. [Verse 2] I seen good kids boxed in by a zip-code sentence, Bright minds losing sleep over rent and expenses. Politician shakes hands, disappears when it’s done, Then they wonder why the youth don’t believe anyone. I got rage, but I aim it; got love, so I train it, Turn pain into language, make a lane where they paint it. Every bar is a brick in a house for the unheard, Every curse is a flare when the silence gets absurd. Don’t tell me “work harder” with your foot on my neck, While your cousin gets a contract and a tax break check. Still, I won’t let bitterness decide what I become, I can call out the bullshit and still reach for the sun. That’s balance—fist raised, open hand in the same frame, Want justice, not revenge; want a future with a name. If the system made a maze, then we study every wall, Find the weak point, push together, watch the whole thing fall. [Hook] Say it plain, we ain’t built to be quiet, Feet on the pavement, truth starting riots. Fuck the fake smiles and the deals they conceal, If the wound is still open, then the wound ain’t healed. Say it plain, let the whole block know, We turn hard times into a backbone flow. No crown, no savior, no script, no throne— We build from the dust and we stand on our own. [Bridge] To the ones counting coins by the kitchen light, To the ones choosing courage at the end of the night, You are more than the number they wrote on your file, Keep your head up—fight smart, walk proud for a while. [Verse 3] Now the beat got a pulse like a fist on the door, I’m bringing every locked-out voice to the floor. No designer disguise, no rented persona, Just truth in a hoodie and a pen like a corner. I don’t need their permission, I don’t beg for a lane, I make room for the people they keep out of the frame. Let the record show clearly: we were tired, not weak, We were quiet, not blind; now the future gotta speak. From the stoop to the classroom, from the night shift to the bus, Every person with a dream got a reason to trust. So if they call this aggression, tell ’em damn right it is— It’s the sound of a people taking back what is theirs. No fear in the chest, no leash on the tongue, We got work for the elders and hope for the young. When the last drum fades and the room goes still, Let the truth stay standing—that’s the real skill. [Final Hook] Say it plain, we ain’t built to be quiet, Feet on the pavement, truth starting riots. Fuck the fake smiles and the deals they conceal, If the wound is still open, then the wound ain’t healed. Say it plain, let the whole block know, We turn hard times into a backbone flow. No crown, no savior, no script, no throne— We build from the dust and we stand on our own. [Outro] No crown, no throne. Just work, truth, and a voice of our own.