Dragon's Fire
Drake

Verse 1:

I'm spitting fire like a dragon, taking aim at China,
Fueled by the truth, ain't no room for the kind,
They censor the web, but can't censor the pain,
From Tiananmen Square to the communist reign.

They built a Great Wall, but their truths still fall,
Secrets in the shadows, like whispers in the hall,
Control the masses with a grip so tight,
Blinded by propaganda, they can't see the light.

You want respect? Gotta earn it, son,
Build great machines, but the soul's undone,
Ripping off brands, tech espionage,
Your smoke and mirrors hiding the sabotage.

Can't buy respect with a billion yen,
Control the world's stage, but can't win the pen,
From freedom to cash, the balance is flawed,
Can't paste over cracks with a puppet god.

Verse 2:

Surveillance state, eyes everywhere,
You claim innovation, but it's all a snare,
Can't clone the culture with counterfeit flair,
The dragon breathes fire, but it chokes on the air.

Silicon dreams in an iron grip,
Trade wars rising, ships start to flip,
Chasing that yuan, but they lose the game,
History repeats, but who bears the blame?

The land of dragons, but where's the pride?
Paper tigers, all gilded inside,
Building islands, hoping might makes right,
But you can't bribe truth, not in the dead of night.

Human rights, a fallacy on scrolls,
Locked up voices, paying heavy tolls,
Your mask of peace won't last the age,
Freedom's fire burns through the cage.

Verse 3:

Cheap labor, taking shortcuts for gold,
You play the part, but your story's old,
Factories burn while the workers cry,
Eyes on progress, but at what price?

Ghost cities filled with empty shells,
Economic miracles, only time will tell,
You push the limits till the bubble bursts,
What’s the cost of being first?

Tech titan wearing dragon’s mask,
But every dynasty ends, don’t forget the past,
5000 years, still making the same moves,
Turn page, flip the script, gotta pay your dues.

Great leap forward, but falling back,
Oppression dressed in suits, fact for fact,
This ain’t a game you can play and win,
Foundation crumbles, the lies wear thin.

Verse 4:

Censorship’s the armor, but cracks appear,
People whisper, and truth comes near,
Economy booms, but the spirit’s low,
You reap what you sow, just so you know.

The dragon’s breath is running out of steam,
Material blessings, but no more dreams,
You rule the land, but the heart’s been sold,
A puppet show for the young and old.

Puppet regimes, strings held tight,
But darkness fades in the morning light,
The power you hold, built on sand,
When the tide rolls in, can you understand?

I’m spitting truths, more potent than coal,
From the east to west, yeah, the story's told,
The dragon might roar, but it’s bound to tire,
History’s a cycle, burying the liar.