STILL THE SAME

Lyrics

[Verse 1] They said the world was changing — tell me, changing into what? Same mothers at the window when another body drops. Same sirens in the distance, same candles on the curb, same politicians talking while the hungry go unheard. New phones, new screens, new cameras in the sky, but a kid still learns survival before he learns why. We got faster information, but we slower with compassion, every tragedy gets filmed, then forgotten by the masses. Same blocks, different sneakers, same pain, different year, same young man acting fearless 'cause he's terrified of fear. Same prisons making numbers, same neighborhoods neglected, same child asking God why his father got rejected. They promised us tomorrow like tomorrow was a cure, but tomorrow came expensive and the poor stayed poor. So tell me what evolved besides the weapons and the names? Twenty years of progress — and the pressure feels the same. [Chorus] Still the same. Different year, different face — still the same. New slogan, new campaign — still the same. We changed the screen, but never changed the pain. How many generations gotta scream the same? Still the same. More money in the system, more blood inside the rain. More people getting famous, more people going insane. They told us change was coming — tell me, when did it came? 'Cause from where I'm standing… everything still the same. [Verse 2] Look — We got billionaires in rockets while the rent goes through the roof, got algorithms selling anger like they're selling us the truth. Everybody got a platform, nobody wanna listen, everybody yelling freedom while they're building bigger prisons. Kids scroll through perfection, learn to hate the mirror first, then we wonder why they're drowning with a phone inside the surf. Everybody connected, everybody feel alone, whole planet in your pocket, still nobody feels at home. Same racism hiding underneath a cleaner phrase, same class war wearing suits and talking numbers on a stage. Same soldiers coming home with a battlefield inside, same fathers holding tears 'cause they were taught a man don't cry. And the streets still got a rhythm that the suburbs never hear, that's the heartbeat of survival beating louder every year. You can renovate the skyline, put a logo on the train, but if justice never reaches us — then tell me what has changed? [Chorus] Still the same. Different year, different face — still the same. New slogan, new campaign — still the same. We changed the screen, but never changed the pain. How many generations gotta scream the same? Still the same. More money in the system, more blood inside the rain. More people getting famous, more people going insane. They told us change was coming — tell me, when did it came? 'Cause from where I'm standing… everything still the same. [Verse 3 – Rising / Explosive] But listen — I ain't saying nothing changed, I'm saying nothing changed enough. We learned new words for justice but forgot to build the stuff. We got sympathy for seconds, outrage measured by the trend, then the cameras disappear and everybody plays pretend. I want schools where a child ain't a number on a chart. I want strength without cruelty and intelligence with heart. I want men who can protect without becoming what they hate. I want leaders who remember every statistic got a face. I want rich men understanding that a dollar ain't a soul. I want poor kids knowing poverty don't define their final role. I want every angry brother taught another way to fight — not surrender, not submission — but to turn that rage to light. You can call me unrealistic. Maybe realism is sick. Maybe accepting all this madness is the craziest part of it. So I still believe in change — but I don't believe the claim until the child on the corner can tell me something ain't the same. [Final Chorus] Still the same — but it don't have to stay the same. Different year, different face — break the chain. New generation, don't inherit all the pain. If they tell you nothing matters, put some fire in your veins. Still the same — until somebody makes it change. Not a hashtag. Not a speech. Not a promise on a stage. Real change. When dignity reaches the street. When justice reaches the poor. When a child stops learning survival before he learns what he's living for. Until then — Still the same.