Invisible Hands - MC D.P.

Intro: Spoken

You see the woman with the cardboard sign

You see the empty shop with flickering lights

You see that twelve year old running packs at night

For men he can’t refuse, no wrong or right

But what you’re really missing… is hidden in plain sight

Verse 1

She stands in the rain with a sign and a child

Been there every morning, been there for a while

Nobody knows her name, nobody asks her scars

Just another face they use for clicks and stars

Rage-bait vlogger films her, uploads the pain

Million views later — nobody knows her name

You share it, you shame it, you scroll and move on

Never ask who put her there or where the money’s gone

Five empty shops on one street selling smoke

Open every day but the cash don’t show

Books say profit, the street knows the lie

Young boy on the corner got pulled in too young

Running dirty errands for men he can’t deny

Another ghost story the world passes by

Pre-Chorus

The camera loves the visible

The easy target, the simple sin

But the hand that pulls the strings

Never shows its skin

Chorus

What you don’t see is the system behind it

(The system — right behind it)

What you don’t see is who built it and signed it

(They built it — they signed it)

Money flows up while the blame rains down

(Up to the top — down to the ground)

Real bad guys never show their face

They walk in suits, sit silent in boards

(Suits and boards — pulling the cords)

They write the laws, they pull the strings

Let the visible bleed while they walk free every day

(Every day — walk free every day)

That’s where the power stays

Verse 2

The network runs on silence and fear, cold gears

Women moved city to city, no choice, no tears

Hand over the bag at the end of each shift

To the man who owns her breath, owns her wrists

Corporations bleed billions, file it as loss

Sleep like kings on silk while the streets pay the cost

Politician grins, shakes the unseen hand

Same machine, different floor — same blood in the sand

Pre-Chorus

The camera loves the visible

The easy target, the simple sin

But the hand that pulls the strings

Never shows its skin

Chorus

What you don’t see is the system behind it

(The system — right behind it)

What you don’t see is who built it and signed it

(They built it — they signed it)

Money flows up while the blame rains down

(Up to the top — down to the ground)

Real bad guys never show their face

They walk in suits, sit silent in boards

(Suits and boards — pulling the cords)

They write the laws, they pull the strings

Let the visible bleed while they walk free every day

(Every day — walk free every day)

That’s where the power stays

Bridge

Stop pointing down, start looking up

(Look up — look up)

Oldest trick: keep the camera stuck

On the woman in rain, the kid on the block

While the owners count bodies like profit and stock

They built this brick by brick, rigged every floor

Bottom takes the bullets, they walk out the door

Verse 3

Next time you scroll past that face in the rain

Ask who put her there, who collects off her pain

Ask where the money goes when she empties her hands

Why the empty shop still opens again

The answer ain’t simple, it never will be

First step is seeing what you refuse to see

Power stays hidden ‘cause we let it stay

What you don’t see — that’s how they get away

Chorus

What you don’t see is the system behind it

(The system — right behind it)

What you don’t see is who built it and signed it

(They built it — they signed it)

Money flows up while the blame rains down

(Up to the top — down to the ground)

Real bad guys never show their face

They walk in suits, sit silent in boards

(Suits and boards — pulling the cords)

They write the laws, they pull the strings

Let the visible bleed while they walk free every day

(Every day — walk free every day)

That’s where the power stays

Outro: Spoken

The camera is always pointed down.

Never up.

Ask yourself why.

This music was created by DiscoPrincess — Rap royalty of the Night.