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Greatest Betrayal 1 by Lia

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Greatest Betrayal 1

Hard Rap/Rock

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[Intro – Ancestral voice, calm but haunting]
We carry names that ain’t ours,
Blood mixed like fractured stars.
They teach one version —
…but our truth got bars.
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[Hook – Bold beat, heavy snares, rock edge]
Greatest betrayal, echoes in bones,
Sold from kingdoms, no love from thrones.
Point at Europe? Look again —
Kings and cousins held the bloody pen.
From Biafra’s cries to middle ship chains,
Royalty and slaves in the same name.
Mad at Trump for splitting kin apart?
Africa did that before boats would start.
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[Verse 1 – Lost Tribes, Erased Blood]
San and Khoikhoi — tribes erased,
History whitewashed, footprints replaced.
Zulu and Yoruba thrived,
Sold enemies just to survive.
Oyo Empire sold for wealth,
Gold and cowries, never health.
Ashanti kings with foreign ties,
Watched neighbors vanish before their eyes.
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[Verse 2 – Adele, Royal Pawn]
Adele — royal, black, and bound,
Girl in lace, pain profound.
Queen Victoria smiled, but behind grace,
Stolen child in a stranger’s place.
Raised in courts but born of war,
People burned by Dahomey’s law.
She ain’t alone dressed in chains,
Generations with branded names.
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[Verse 3 – Sellouts Named, Bloodline Claimed]
King Ghezo of Dahomey, flesh and gold,
Traded lives while drums beat bold.
Oba of Benin dealt in gold,
Sold youth when the price was told.
Even Imams with crescent script,
Sanctioned sales, contracts slipped.
Royal robes stained with pain,
Built thrones on a human chain.
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[Hook – Amplified, call-and-response]
Greatest betrayal — deep in the thread,
From markets to the land of the dead.
Lagos ports to Carolina fields,
Still ain’t healed from bloody deals.
Call it fate, call it fate,
Broken at the tribal gate.
They say “heal” — won’t say how,
We fund justice, no seat now.
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[Verse 4 – Biafra: Forgotten War, Starved Peace]
1967 — Igbos had enough,
Tried to break free, war was rough.
Three years genocide, silence, theft,
Million babies starved to death.
Aid sent, aid got flipped,
Corruption swallowed every shipment shipped.
Help from abroad turned to guns,
Brothers betrayed under dying suns.
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[Final Verse – Tech N9ne, America: Land of Brave Lies]
Now in America — “land of brave, home free,”
Natives say, “That don’t include thee.”
“You took our land,” they demand,
We came in shackles, not with maps in hand.
Tax your check for “historic sin,”
Your name ain’t carved on settler skin.
Say “pay reparations,” cold decree,
Built this land with whip to knee.
Federal budget reveals the clue —
Who gets paid before they pay you.
Fund broken treaties, nations within,
Kids can’t trace what tribe they been in.
When they talk of families torn past,
Know betrayal was designed to last.
Started with drums, ended in boats —
Today, it lives in forgotten votes.
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[Outro – Soft chant, children’s voices echoing]
Lost but breathing, stolen but bold,
We are stories no textbook told.
Greatest betrayal, yet we stand,
One bloodline scattered across every land.