Manifest of the Lost

I walk through the flame with my face unbent,

This world got rules, but they never made sense.

Politicians talk big but they crawl in fear,

While the kids raise hell 'cause the truth ain't near.

Peace been pawned for a piece of a check,

And they preach from a throne made of bones and tech.

We scroll through blood like it's just routine,

Numb to the noise on a backlit screen.

Streetlights flicker like the system's breathin',

Hope gets choked while the banks stay feedin'.

Script flipped quick — now the villain's praised,

And the hero's buried in an unmarked grave.

I spit what they whisper, twistin' the code,

Blueprints written in a rebel's mode.

From concrete roots to the sky's facade,

I pen this pain like I'm talkin' to God.

Bars like bricks, I build with fire,

Verse like wire, I trip live wires.

Eyes wide open, I don't blink with fate,

'Cause the clock don't stop when the ground vibrates.

Say it raw: no mask, no lies,

If we don't rise now, the future dies.

Threads been torn, this soul feels worn,

Stand in the fire, or never be born.

We don't ever get back what we give away,

So burn it all or rebuild today.

Ashes or rebirth, line's been drawn,

Time's up now, which side you on?

I'm not here to conform, I'm here to disrupt,

I'm here for the poor, that the world gave up.

For the kids with a spark in a broken home,

And a voice too loud for a class, follow the norm

Power don't yield. It gets taken, bruh,

So I stack these words like a wake-up drug.

Sleep on the pain, get caught in the loop,

Same cycle, same system, same poison soup.

Crack in the frame, but they paint it gold

before they inhale it,

Truth in the chain, but the lies gets solid.

Smoke in the lungs of a world gone blind,

We rap in code but the signs still shine.

Tired of the hashtags, tired of the noise,

Tired of the games that destroy our voice.

Tired of the face on the screen with a script,

Selling hope like a product, slick and quick.

No, I don't play that, I raise stakes fast,

While they tweet through hell with a champagne glass.

I bleed on beats, I speak in storm,

I'm the fire that lives in a uniform worn.

Straight from the dirt with a heart like stone,

Say it once more, we ain't alone.

Thread unravelin', world on tilt,

Time to build from the blood they spilt.

Ashes or not, I stay on ten,

This ain't the end, we begin again.

Burn that past, make space for truth,

You either fight now or you die in youth.

This is more than a verse, it's a pulse, it's a breath,

It's the sound in the silence that fights back death.

For every life lost in a war not theirs,

For the prayer that hung in polluted air.

This is for the ones they erased and feared,

For the light that sparked when the smoke had cleared.

No hooks, no gimmicks, just word and flame,

I don't rap for the charts. I rap for change.

Ashes to ashes, dust to grit,

We build from ruin, we don't submit.

I came from the cold with a soul that burns,

And a head full of lessons that the world ain't learned.

They want silence? I give 'em a war cry loud,

With a beat like thunder and a bass like proud.

I don't flinch I evolve through the heat and pain,

While they chase clicks, I engrave my name.

This ain't for the soft or the half-awake,

This for the youth that the world can't break.

From the block to the border to the bombed-out town,

We rise through smoke,we don't back down.

Tired of the hashtags, tired of the noise,

Tired of the games that destroy our voice.

Tired of the face on the screen with a script,

Selling hope like a product, slick and quick.

No turning back when the spark's been lit,

Ashes or rebirth , that's it.

No rerun, no second dawn,

Rise right now… or be gone.

C6D4 - nummer