Lyrics, Music, and Production by BookSong/Speak Up Talk Radio
Truth Never Stood a Chance
Midnight flickers on a courtroom screen,
A perfect crime in high-def sheen.
One confession… smooth and clean—
But nothing’s ever what it seems.
A single video pulls the thread,
Whispers truth… then leaves it dead.
A digital kiss of poison-proof—
And justice hangs without a roof.
Deepfakes, deceit, and the Kansas City Mob.
Truth never stood a chance.
Twenty days and the clock runs cold,
Bankers circle, quiet and bold.
They smell the smoke, they taste the fall—
They want the empire, want it all.
He smiles like a saint in a tailored suit,
Irish charm, expensive loot.
Legitimate grin, illegitimate game,
He’s rewriting facts, reframing blame.
Reality bends at the edge of the lens—
And the whole wide world is Shaiken…
Shaiken again.
For cause, she steps into the flame.
For Cause… with everything to lose and no one left to blame.
When the lie looks holy, and the truth looks crossed,
How far do you go…
What’s the cost?
But then, of course, there’s Kansas City attorney Josephina Jillian Jones—3J to her friends.
But at what personal cost?
From oil field dust to marble halls,
She chases ghosts through coded walls.
With Bill’s steady hand and Ronnie’s eyes,
They hunt the shadow where it hides.
Corruption hums in quiet wires,
Corporate greed and mob desires.
A frame, a file, a fatal flaw—
A world that doesn’t need a law.
Deepfakes, deceit, and the Kansas City Mob.
Truth never stood a chance.
So tell me now… what do you see?
A woman… or liability?
When justice cracks beneath the gloss,
Who pays the price?
Who counts the loss?
For Cause…
3J walks the wire.
For Cause…
Through smoke and fire.
And the whole wide world is Shaiken…
Shaiken again.
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