SolarJay - Break the Program

They sell fear like it’s breakfast food,
Feedin’ headlines just to set the mood,
Screens glowin’ blue in a silent room,
And the truth got buried in a conference room.

They frame your thoughts through the algorithm,
Buy your soul, sell rhythm as religion,
Clickbait prophets, fake-news fission,
Everybody scrollin’ through a pre-made vision.

Politicians act, cameras applaud,
Whole show scripted, deception abroad,
Freedom trademarked, justice flawed,
They remix lies, then sell applause.

But I ain't sleepin' — I’m rewired awake,
I see the strings, I refuse the fake,
They control the mind, but they fear the brave,
‘Cause knowledge don’t die, it just misbehave.

Every record I spin is resistance formed,
Every rhyme I drop is a quiet storm,
They can cage the man, not the word reborn,
Truth cut deep, sharper than reform.

Keep your eyes open, decode the feed,
Every fact they twist got a hidden seed,
But once you see past what they plant in greed,
You start growin’ faith — not in them — in need.

Don’t let ‘em write your soul’s design,
Don’t drink the fear they serve in line,
Truth ain’t dead — it’s just confined,
We the spark they can’t redefine.

Wake up (yeah), stand tall (rise up),
See through (the fog), break walls (no trust),
Unplug (their lies), speak truth (that’s us),
Can’t chain the mind that rise from dust.

Revolt (inside), unite (don’t fold),
Real eyes (realize), pure gold (can’t be sold),
They fear the youth when the story retold —
We break the program, reclaim the soul.

They tell you “trust the system” — but the system’s a maze,
Built by men who profit off the laws they raise,
Every puppet politician just a step in the play,
And the stage been burnin’ since the first decay.

Cameras flash while the world in pain,
They profit off panic, control your brain,
You follow the leader, but they script the lane,
Whole nation numb in a dopamine chain.

They hide the cure while they sell disease,
Tradein’ freedom for security fees,
And every revolution that they claim for peace,
Got a contract fine print no one sees.

But I see light even in the dark,
Truth in the cipher, beat in the spark,
They can’t own sound — that’s divine art,
And every real voice still play its part.

They fear the word that expose deceit,
They fear the crowd when the drums repeat,
They fear the poor when they stand complete,
‘Cause unity burn like gasoline heat.

Don’t fold your dream into corporate mold,
Don’t trade your worth for a story sold,
This the age of the brave, not the bought or told,
Let the rhythm remind you your soul is gold.

They can silence one, but not the sound,
We underground but truth rebound,
They build towers — we build ground,
Where love and light still resound.

Wake up (yeah), stand tall (rise up),
See through (the fog), break walls (no trust),
Unplug (their lies), speak truth (that’s us),
Can’t chain the mind that rise from dust.

Revolt (inside), unite (don’t fold),
Real eyes (realize), pure gold (can’t be sold),
They fear the youth when the story retold —
We break the program, reclaim the soul.

This ain’t hate — it’s hope in code,
A manual for the broken mode,
Reboot the mind, let the system load,
Then delete the lies that corrode the soul.

Illuminated truth — not the myth they claim,
Light don’t hide, it reveal the game,
They use fear like it’s fuel for fame,
But faith in self make their power lame.

I seen prophets rise with a mic in hand,
Healin’ whole hearts with a righteous jam,
No violence, just defiance and stand,
When the beat hit deep, that’s the counterplan.

They can brand your culture, but not your grace,
Can steal your gold, but not your faith,
Every prayer in rhythm reshape the space,
God in the groove, love in the bass.

We the lost and found, the unheard sound,
Still lift our truth from underground,
They own the stage, we own the crowd,
Spirit speak louder than the world allowed.

So when they push fear, I push this song,
Turn pain to praise, where it all belong,
The dark can whisper, but it don’t last long —
‘Cause the light in rhythm still stand strong.

We the ones they couldn’t break,
Still breathe truth they can’t remake,
Every lie we uncreate,
Every sound we liberate.

Wake up (yeah), stand tall (rise up),
See through (the fog), break walls (no trust),
Unplug (their lies), speak truth (that’s us),
Can’t chain the mind that rise from dust.

Revolt (inside), unite (don’t fold),
Real eyes (realize), pure gold (can’t be sold),
They fear the youth when the story retold —
We break the program, reclaim the soul.

Дата на публикация: 25 януари, 2026
Категория: Музика
Ключови думи: School Boom Hip Hop Rap Old bap