Spitfire Origins

Listen up, gather 'round, let me set the stage,
Where words are weapons, and truth is our gauge,
As I approach the mic, feel the intensity rise,
Igniting flames of change, under darkened skies.

Spitting truth and fire, our quest won't tire,
Breaking chains of deceit, lifting souls higher,
In this land where bravery meets oppression's test,
We demand justice, won't settle for less.

They preach equality, but it's veiled in lies,
A facade of fairness, while injustice flies,
We unite in defiance, our voices strong and clear,
Shattering illusions, dispelling every fear.

From shadowed alleys to seats of power's gleam,
We challenge every falsehood, disrupt the regime,
No longer bound by division, nor racial snare,
Together as brethren, a force beyond compare.

Spitting truth and fire, our quest won't tire,
Breaking chains of deceit, lifting souls higher,
In this land where bravery meets oppression's test,
We demand justice, won't settle for less.

We echo the cries of the silenced, the unseen,
In every syllable, their truth we convene,
Through barricades of bias, we forcefully stride,
Empowering the voiceless, with justice as our guide.

No more mourning in shadows, no more tears in vain,
We script our own destiny, rewrite the chain,
In the corridors of promise, our path we pave,
United as one, in this land of the brave.