Rules They Wrote
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Intro
Yeah…
They preach freedom, but sell it back to us
Every breath got a barcode on it
They say God watchin’…
But somebody else holdin’ the pen.
Listen—
Verse 1
God look after the lost and the naive
While the dark side drafting laws we gotta believe
Born into order we never designed
Freedom on the surface, but rented in the mind
People don’t own their thoughts no more
Pay a mental tax just to walk through the door
CEOs rent space in our head
Profit off the fear of the things we never said

One voice out of cities full of sleep
Truth sound crazy when the lies run deep
If you don’t bow down, they call you insane
If you ask “why?”, they tighten the chain
Dissent rare like air up high
Most just nod along, tryin’ to get by

Hook
Mind in cuffs, yeah the body look free
Rules they wrote ain’t meant for me
Fear get sold like a necessity
While the broken disappear quietly

Mind in cuffs, body look free
Same old game, new economy
Health and hope on layaway
If you can’t afford it, look away

Verse 2
Whips turned digital, chains went quiet
Control don’t shout, it start a riot inside us
History cleaned, facts rearranged
So the same oppression wear a different name
Scroll past pain, it’s easier that way
Empathy lost in the price we pay

The sick stay waitin’, numbers on a sheet
While money get treated before human need
They patch the wound, never touch the cause
Can’t heal a system that feeds on flaws
Pick a side, blue or red
Same beast speakin’, different head
While we argue, they stack the chips
Keep the power, tighten the grip

Hook
Mind in cuffs, yeah the body look free
Rules they wrote ain’t meant for me
Fear get sold like a necessity
While the broken disappear quietly

Bridge (emotional, stripped)
I still believe there’s somethin’ above
But faith get weaponized more than love
If heaven close, I hope it see
How hard it is just bein’ me

Verse 3
I ain’t perfect, I ain’t pure
Just tired of lies dressed up as cure
God ain’t the problem, greed is
Devil just honest ‘bout what he did
Contracts signed in invisible ink
While we drown slow, too tired to think

So this for the ones feelin’ out of place
The ones see cracks in the mask they face
If you feel trapped, you ain’t weak
You just woke up in a system built to keep

Outro
God takes care of ol' folks and fools…
So maybe there’s hope for me and you
But until then—
Guard your mind.
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