Cuerdas de Poder, Barras de Fuego

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FishylivePR × republicanosPR × FISHYLIVE RECORDS · Bayamón [INTRO — spoken] FishylivePR. Out of Bayamón. republicanosPR on the beat. FISHYLIVE RECORDS. The Left sells guilt. The Right collects a border. November is not “unity.” It’s who runs the classroom, the locker room, and the law. [VERSE 1 — what this administration did] The Left opened the line and put a filter on the flood, hotels, catch-and-release, slow court, “come back, you’re good.” This administration shut the tap: detention, removal, cartels don’t donate when the van is a deportation. They screamed “fascist” for wanting a wall that works, while fentanyl signed the peace in the alley after dark. The Right don’t apologize for wanting order on the block, a street a woman walks and a store that still unlocks. Energy is plants and export — not an NGO sermon, the Left kills the grid, then blames “Big Oil” in the column. Less paperwork, more trades. Less DEI, more merit. A country ain’t a gender seminar in the district. [PRE] The Left manages poverty with a slogan. The Right manages a border with a law. FishylivePR don’t translate that to “hate.” We translate it to a bill. [CHORUS] Down with the Left of the speech and the grant, up with the Right that won’t let go of the wheel. USA made of cardboard if the campus Marxists win, USA with a spine if the grown-ups take the Hill. If November hands the House back to the slogan machine, common sense clocks out and the costume walks in. republicanosPR don’t trade the playground or the locker: a kid ain’t a lab and a woman ain’t a “whoever.” [VERSE 2 — if Democrats take the midterms] The Left don’t want a debate. They want a curriculum. Dad on mute. The State as maximum tutor in the room. If they win, the pack comes back: explicit at school age, workshops Dad can’t sign and the union puts on stage. I won’t describe the filth — that’s the point of the line — they hide it in the lesson and call the parent “unkind.” Man in the women’s league ‘cause he “identifies,” stolen record, broken bone, and the press that justifies calling it progress. Progress for who — the girl who trained now racing a frame the rulebook used to constrain. Campus socialism, export-ready, camera-ready speech, they torch the flag, then line up for the passport they preach. Racism in reverse, faith treated like a threat, capitalism’s evil — till it funds their debt. Blue-city special: repeat offender walked, gate on the store, councilmember tweeting “housing” from a safer floor. The Right says the part the feed tries to bury: sex is biology, a border isn’t a theory, family isn’t hate, church isn’t a crime, and a child don’t get cut ‘cause a teacher “affirms” a lie. [BRIDGE] Left = big State, small child, woman erased. Right = same law, shut border, daughter kept safe. That ain’t “tone.” That’s inventory. Bayamón sees it with the cable news off. FISHYLIVE RECORDS don’t tap the brakes so a midterm don’t hand the classroom to the slogan cartel. [CHORUS 2] Down with the Left of the speech and the grant, up with the Right that won’t let go of the wheel. If the Dems take the map, the lab doors open wide: classroom, locker, pronoun, ideological judge on the side. Cardboard votes easy. A daughter don’t. FishylivePR: either law… or the show. [OUTRO] FISHYLIVE RECORDS. republicanosPR. FishylivePR — Bayamón. The Left don’t “care.” The Left captures the school. The Right ain’t a trend. It’s the last brake before cardboard turns back into law. Read the ballot. Or they read it for you. VoiceAI notes: Verse 1 — tight, marching cadence. Verse 2 — faster spit. Chorus — two-stack (low + shout). Ad-libs: “Bayamón,” “not hate — law,” “November.”