(Verse)

[Intro – menacing synth hum, distant sirens, slow 808 thud] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – raw, unfiltered delivery, tight hi-hats] I raised my right hand, fought and died for this land Draped freedom’s blanket over you and your friends Came back whole, every limb still in form But you’ll never know the weight I carried through the storm I ain’t no lowlife chasing cheap thrills and lies I live by principles, roll with real ones by my side No love for suckers, punks, or phonies in my space I’m the real deal, no mask, no fake display [Pre-Chorus – building tension, rising synth swell] I stand my ground, won’t back down from the fight Won’t let you box me in with your narrow, spiteful light I’m out here grinding, never tripping on the noise All I ask for is a little simple, honest voice [Chorus – explosive, layered vocals, booming bass] I’m American first, stand tall, never cower Won’t let your stereotypes dim my power I ain’t done wrong, I’ll walk my chosen path Respect my name, or step back from my wrath [Verse 2 – faster flow, clattering percussion] You criminalize me for the way I choose to sit Paint me as a threat, but you don’t know the half of it I put in the work, paid the price for this home Now you wanna judge me from your ivory throne I don’t bow to nobody, no matter the crown I’ll stand again, even if the whole world’s coming down My honor’s intact, my truth’s still in my bones You can’t break what’s already been forged in stone [Pre-Chorus 2 – intensified energy, distorted bass] I won’t let your hate drown out my story’s beat I’ll scream it loud till every last one of you see I’m out here living, never hiding from the heat All I want is just a little bit of respect to meet [Chorus 2 – amplified vocals, full drum kit, synth stabs] I’m American first, stand tall, never cower Won’t let your stereotypes dim my power I ain’t done wrong, I’ll walk my chosen path Respect my name, or step back from my wrath [Bridge – stripped-back, sparse 808, intimate vocal delivery] I fought for your right to speak your mind freely Now you turn around and spit your venom at me I ain’t asking for your praise, just your decency Is that too much to ask for in this land of liberty? [Solo – scratchy turntable solo, aggressive bassline] (Instrumental Solo) [Chorus 3 – maximum intensity, layered ad-libs, crashing cymbals] I’m American first, stand tall, never cower Won’t let your stereotypes dim my power I ain’t done wrong, I’ll walk my chosen path Respect my name, or step back from my wrath [Outro – fading 808, distant crowd murmur, final vocal punch] I’ll stand again, no matter what comes my way American first, till my dying day