Real Political Rap (RPR) Vol 7 - Attacks on freedom of speech, detention of Durov

Описание: #FREEDUROV #RPR #rapmusic #rapsong

[Intro]
They say it's a free world, but the chains are tight,
Durov in shadows, fighting the good fight.
From coded messages to encrypted dreams,
He built a bridge where freedom beams.
But when you stand tall, the wolves come to feast,
In the land of the free, but freedom's leased.
Now the world watches as the story unfolds,
A man against the system, brave and bold.

[Verse 1]
Pavel Durov in chains, all over the news,
The founder of freedom, now facing the blues.
Caught in Paris, the stakes are high,
Terrorism, fraud, the charges they apply.
But we know it's deeper, truth they despise,
A warrant waited as he traveled the skies.
From Azerbaijan, he touched down in France,
Now locked in a cell, no second chance.
The media spins, but the core is clear,
Free speech is the crime they truly fear.

[Chorus]
Freedom of speech, what's the price we pay?
When the powerful decide what we can say.
Elon tweets but censors the rest,
Claiming justice, but failing the test.
Who controls the voices, who writes the rules?
In the game of power, we're just their tools.

[Verse 2]
Durov moved in silence, dodging their traps,
Through countries where they'd put him in wraps.
But tonight he slipped, and they closed in tight,
Freedom was flying, but now it's in plight.
900 million voices, all in his hand,
Too much power for them to withstand.
In the land of liberty, they call it a crime,
But the real criminals are counting their time.
They say it's about drugs, money, and guns,
But it's freedom of speech they truly shun.

[Chorus repeats]

[Bridge]
They said he made a mistake, flying too close,
But in the game of power, who's really the ghost?
Darkness descends, freedom in chains,
While governments plot and twist their reins.
Moscow's crying foul, trying to get him free,
But justice is blind, can't you see?
The battle for speech, it's a war in disguise,
And the cost is our freedom, not the lies.

[Verse 3]
20 years they say, behind iron bars,
But you can't cage freedom, it shines like stars.
From Paris to Moscow, the story unfolds,
And the battle for truth, it never grows old.
Elon's silence screams, complicity loud,
As hashtags vanish, hidden in the crowd.
The world's on edge, as freedom decays,
But in this war of words, who pays?

[New Chorus]
Pasha, people are with you, fear nothing at all,
Freedom matters most, it's worth standing tall!
#FREEDUROV echoes across every net,
Your voice can't be silenced, on that you can bet.
Millions behind you, standing like a wall,
Truth's stronger than lies, you're not alone in this brawl.
No to censorship, yes to being free!
Durov, we're with you for eternity!

[Outro]
So here we stand, in a world that's lost,
Where freedom of speech comes at too high a cost.
Durov's in chains, but the message remains,
Freedom is fleeting, bound in their chains.
The fight isn't over, the struggle is real,
For every voice silenced, a new wound to heal.