My Freedom Song: "An Independent Pakistan"
Hey, yo! It's 2024,
bro how you roll?
I'll tell you about a country
where you wouldn't even wanna flee
Pakistan - an Independent State
But all it's people here just suffocate
They sell lies, apologize, shedding tears of crocodiles
An autocratic setup where democracy is paralyzed
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Small talk, big talk, everything is then caught
Freedom of speech, an expression foreign to all those flawed
How you pray, how you live, how you chew a bite
Nothing goes beyond this army's sights
Corrupted hearts, corrupted minds grooving to their chimes
These tyrunts never let go of any vicious crimes
They sell you comfort, sell you pain, sell you hand grenades
Everything depends upon bro how much you made
Living in Pakistan, been made like hell on earth
Children ask their parents, "mama why did you give birth?"
They faltered every system every ounce everything good that they found
And now the people only find foreign escape routes
Such is the country Pakistan's become
That's how Jinnah's vision gets undone
Pakistan... Pakistan... Yeah it's our Pakistan...Yo!
