The Last Broadcast

Intro – distorted radio static

Yo… if you can hear this…

They finally But the message isn't mine it's yours.... if you can hear this…

They finally found me.

But the message ain’t mine —

it’s yours.

This is the last broadcast.

Verse 1

City hum low, bassline thumpin’ like a heartbeat cracked,

I’m in a rust‑lit booth where the walls talk back.

Pirate signal in the alley, every rooftop tuned,

Every cop car circlin’ like they smell somethin’ soon.

I been speakin’ for the people, not a crown, not a throne,

Just a beat, just a voice, just a cracked microphone.

Now the “powers that be” wanna shut me down fast,

Tryna bury every truth I been droppin’ on blast.

Red lights flashin’, boots hittin’ the stairs,

I hear ’em yell “Freeze!” but I’m past bein’ scared.

If they cut the cord now, let the whole world know —

You don’t need my station for the fire to grow.

Hook

This is the last broadcast —

They zeroed in, but they too damn late.

This is the last broadcast —

The message lives in every street they hate.

This is the last broadcast —

I ain’t the spark, you are the flame.

This is the last broadcast —

Remember my voice, forget my name.

Verse 2

Kick the door in — I hear ’em stompin’ like a war parade,

But I’m still spittin’ truth while the whole room shakes.

They want silence, obedience, fear in your veins,

But unity’s a riot they can’t ever contain.

I ain’t a prophet, ain’t a leader, ain’t a fuckin saint,

I’m a man with a mixer and a world full of pain.

If they drag me out screamin’, let the city stay loud —

You’re the ones with the power, I’m just part of the crowd.

So fuck their crackdown, fuck their shadow campaign,

They can kill the broadcast — but they can’t kill the chain.

Every voice linked up, every heartbeat synced,

Every truth they tried to bury just refused to shrink.

So when the mic cuts dead and the speakers go black,

Stand up, speak out — don’t ever fade back.

Hook – harder, more chaotic

This is the last broadcast —

They locked the doors, but the streets unlocked.

This is the last broadcast —

You carry the message, I just talked.

This is the last broadcast —

I ain’t essential, the people are.

This is the last broadcast —

No signal needed — you’re the star.

Bridge – whispered, static rising

If they shut me down…

Don’t shut yourselves down.

Unity ain’t a station —

It’s a revolution in surround sound.

Final Hook – explosive

This is the last broadcast —

But the movement’s louder than their