They built a house and called it freedom — wrote a guarantee
A set of rights no government could touch — supposedly
But something in the architecture had a second door
And the men who found it never closed it — they just wanted more
The first bank drew the playbook for a theft that had no end
A private vault they dressed in public trust — the debt they’d lend
The farmer with the whiskey tax — the soldier at his door
A government already showing what the power was really for

They never kicked the front door down — they wrote the theft in ink
Rewrote the contract every decade while the people didn’t think
And generation after generation the republic was the mark
The longest running heist in history — conducted in the dark

THE HEIST — two hundred fifty years of reaching in the vault
THE HEIST — they bled the constitution dry — each generation’s fault
THE HEIST — they plundered every freedom while the people lost their sight
THE HEIST — they robbed the light then they sold you back the night

The surveillance was so gradual the people never flinched
The data was the product and the citizen was pinched
They legalized the bribery and bought the open floor
The representative was auctioned — highest bidder through the door
The whistle was the crime now — not the fraud that it exposed
The journalist who printed it was silenced — case was closed
And every child born after learned to trade their privacy for fun
The heist had gone so deep that no one recognized what they had done

They never kicked the front door down — they wrote the theft in ink
Rewrote the contract every decade while the people didn’t think
And generation after generation the republic was the mark
The longest running heist in history — conducted in the dark

THE HEIST — two hundred fifty years of reaching in the vault
THE HEIST — they bled the constitution dry — each generation’s fault
THE HEIST — they plundered every freedom while the people lost their sight
THE HEIST — they robbed the light then they sold you back the night

Seventeen ninety one — the private bank was born
The farmer’s land was taxed — the founding trust was torn
Eighteen eighty six — the corporation claimed the people’s name
Nineteen thirteen — the triple lock — they rigged the entire game
Nineteen thirty three — they seized the gold — the citizen obeyed
Nineteen seventy one — the dollar died — a paper masquerade
Two thousand one — they sold the fear and built the final wall
Twenty ten — they bought the voice — and no one heard the call

Take it back — the constitution is not decoration on a wall
Take it back — the parallel economy will answer when you call
Take it back — the local harvest and the honest money and the school
Take it back — the people are the power — that was always the rule
Take it back — the culture war was cover for the heist
Take it back — unite — the left the right were partners — open up your eyes

TAKE IT BACK — they stole the deed and yes the fire has gone cold
TAKE IT BACK — but we are here — and the story is not told
TAKE IT BACK — the heist is finished when the people finally rise
TAKE IT BACK — the republic is not dead — it just opened up its eyes
Every farmer every teacher every builder every nurse
One nation under God — we break the generational curse
The founding word was never theirs to twist or to amend
Take it back — together — or the heist will never end