Lines on a Map

⚠️ IMPORTANT LEGAL DISCLAIMER

“Lines on a Map” is a conscious reggae song that speaks on geopolitics, global power, and the human cost of war. While borders are drawn by leaders, the consequences are felt by ordinary people—families, communities, and generations caught in the middle.

This song does not take sides. It takes a stand for humanity. Through roots reggae rhythms, it questions power, media narratives, conflict, and inequality, reminding us that under different flags, we all share the same earth and the same sky.
Reggae has always been the voice of truth, resistance, and unity.

This track continues that legacy—calling for awareness, justice, and peace in a divided world.
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One love. One people. One world..

Lyrics..

Yeah…
From Kingston to Gaza,
From Kyiv to Congo,
Same sun, same blood, different stories…
Listen.

Verse 1
Dem draw lines pon a map in a faraway room,
With a pen and a smile, but the ink spell doom,
Oil under sand, gold under bone,
Politicians talk peace from a bulletproof throne.
Mama cry tears in a language unheard,
While markets go up every time bombs occur,
Newsman sell fear like it’s part of the plan,
But a child still bleeds same way as a man.
Chorus

Same earth, same sky, different flags in the fight,
Dem say it’s for freedom but profit decide,
If power is king and money is god,
Who pray for the people crushed under the rod?
Same earth, same sky, hear the poor man cry,
No border can stop when the truth pass by.

Verse 2
East talk tough, West flex might,
Old cold wars still haunt the night,
Sanctions choke cities, suits shake hands,
While hunger sign treaties in broken lands.
Drone in the sky, no face, no name,
Press one button, no one feel shame,
Dem call it “collateral,” dem call it “cost,”
Easy words when humanity lost.

Chorus
Same earth, same sky, different flags in the fight,
Dem say it’s for freedom but profit decide,
If power is king and money is god,
Who pray for the people crushed under the rod?
Same earth, same sky, hear the poor man cry,
No border can stop when the truth pass by.
Bridge
No red, no blue, no east, no west,
When the baby need food and the heart need rest,
A rifle can’t teach, a bomb can’t heal,
Only justice make the future real.

Verse 3
Media spin truth like a vinyl scratch,
One story get light, ten thousand detach,
History written by who never ran,
From the fire, the famine, the soldiered land.
But roots still grow through concrete pain,
Rebel melodies break mental chain,
When people wake up, the game get rough,
No empire stand tall when enough is enough.

Final Chorus (strong)
Same earth, same sky, no matter your side,
No child born evil, no soul supplied,
If love is a weapon, let reggae fire,
Burn down lies, lift hearts higher.
Same earth, same sky, one human cry,
Justice is the rhythm—let truth amplify.

Outro
So when dem sell war in a three-piece suit,
Remember the drum still speak the truth…
One love, but real love—
Not the kind written in blood.

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Music vocals generated using Al with SunoAI (Pro Plan).
Lyrics & Arrangement by TheHR254