[Intro]
Echoes in my bloodline, screaming through the night
Fatima's stories haunting me, teaching me to fight
Fragments of a broken past, coursing through my veins
History's a heavy load, carrying all this pain
[Verse 1]
Grandma's voice whispers tales of '62
Colonial boots stomping through her neighborhood, nothing new
Young girl watching soldiers march down her street
Now I catch that same fear when these cops follow me
Inherited trauma, DNA filled with scars
Dad taught me to swallow pride when they stop our car
But beneath his silence, I saw that fire burn
Some things you learn to hide, some things you never learn
[Chorus]
Fault lines running deep inside my mind
Breaking open scars we left behind
Can't wash away the blood that stains these streets
History's ghost still haunts everything I see
[Verse 2]
Every beat's a pulse of rage I can't release
Memory's a battlefield that never brings peace
Sample old recordings, voices from the war
My people's screams still echo, can't ignore
Yasmine told me last night, "We ain't free yet"
While sipping bitter coffee, planning how to reset
The system that's been crushing us since day one
They tried to break our spirit but we ain't done
[Bridge]
Arabic whispers blend with static noise
Carrying messages from dead boys
Who fought and died so I could spit these bars
While privilege kids still racing fancy cars
[Verse 3]
This ain't just music, it's a f*cking wake-up call
For every brother sister trapped behind invisible walls
Industrial beats crushing colonial lies
Mixed with Raï rhythms keeping hope alive
Each track I lay down's another bandage peeled
From wounds they said would heal but never really sealed
Standing on the shoulders of those who died
Their resistance flowing through me, amplified
[Outro]
Fault lines, fault lines
Running through generations
Fault lines, fault lines
Breaking through foundations
Till we heal these scars
And rewrite these stars