歌词
Verse 1:
In a world that’s preachin' lies, I'm a seeker of the truth,
Tried to bury my beliefs, but my roots go deep, they're proof.
Educated by the streets, not just classrooms or the books,
My life’s my testimony, not defined by your looks.
Bridge:
Taught to question every single page,
But my belief is not their cage.
Raised by the beats of a rebel's drum,
In my own truth, I find my sum.
Chorus:
No matter what they tell me, no matter their "truth,"
I'm the author of my chapters, the detective in the booth.
This life is mine to live, no puppet on a string,
I rise on my terms, let freedom's bell ring.
Raised on the concrete, each crack tells a story,
My faith not just blind faith, it's forged in real glory.
They preach their norms, but in my soul I'm free,
Charting my own path, what I believe is up to me.
Chorus:
No matter what they tell me, no matter their "truth,"
I'm the author of my chapters, the detective in the booth.
This life is mine to live, no puppet on a string,
I rise on my terms, let freedom's bell ring.
(Verse 2)
Each headline a wave, trying to erode my shore,
But I stand like a rock, principles I won't ignore.
Truth's my compass in this sea of spin,
Guiding me through storms, the quiet voice within.
Raise your voice, let it echo true,
Break the cycle, redefine the view.
In a world of noise, find the silent truth,
Stand tall, stand proud, renew the youth
(Chorus)
In a world that’s preachin' lies, I'm a seeker of the truth,
Tried to bury my beliefs, but my roots go deep, they're proof.
Educated by the streets, not just classrooms or the books,
In a world that’s preachin' lies, I'm a seeker of the truth,
Tried to bury my beliefs, but my roots go deep, they're proof.
Educated by the streets, not just classrooms or the books,
Verse 2
Watch as they mold the facts with a cunning hand,
Crafting illusions hard to withstand.
Yet I sift through the noise, clear-eyed and keen,
Finding truth in places they've never been.
Bridge
Murmurs rise to a shout, truth's relentless pursuit,
As we peel back the layers of their well-tailored suit.
The curtain falls, revealing the gears,
In the machine of lies, preying on fears.
Chorus
In a world that’s preachin' lies, I'm a seeker of the truth,
Tried to bury my beliefs, but my roots go deep, they're proof.
Educated by the streets, not just classrooms or the books,
In a world that’s preachin' lies, I'm a seeker of the truth,
Tried to bury my beliefs, but my roots go deep, they're proof.
Educated by the streets, not just classrooms or the books,
In a world that’s preachin' lies, I'm a seeker of the truth,
Tried to bury my beliefs, but my roots go deep, they're proof.
Educated by the streets, not just classrooms or the books,
Now the call rings out, it's clear and loud,
Time for the people to break the shroud.
Eyes wide open, see the chains of deceit,
In the stories they sell, in the tales they repeat.
From whispered lies, a truth will roar,
As we uncover secrets buried before.
In the depths of deceit, we find our fight,
Challenging the shadows, bringing lies to light.
(Chorus)
In a world that’s preachin' lies, I'm a seeker of the truth,
Tried to bury my beliefs, but my roots go deep, they're proof.
Educated by the streets, not just classrooms or the books,
In a world that’s preachin' lies, I'm a seeker of the truth,
Tried to bury my beliefs, but my roots go deep, they're proof.
Educated by the streets, not just classrooms or the books,
