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Y'all thought I was gon' come in quiet? Memphis, stand up.
They told me "Kiara, tone it down"
I said "baby, I'm the loudest thing in town"
Burgundy hair and a corset tight
Big girl, small waist, and I'm always right
I sing like the church and I talk like the block
Every note I hit make the whole room stop
Rebel heart, been rebel since birth
Mama said "girl, you know what you're worth"
And I do... and I do... and I DO
Rebel heart, rebel heart
Tear the whole thing down and then I make my own art
Rebel heart, rebel heart
Memphis in my throat and the throat is a spark
Rebel! (Rebel!) Heart! (Heart!)
Kiara Fury, and I'm never gon' part
See, y'all don't understand. I don't do polite.
I do TRUE. Big difference. Run it.
He said "you too much," I said "for who?"
Too much woman for a small-time dude
Fur on my shoulder and a piano on fire
808 under the bass like a Memphis truck
Horns hit hard when I'm out of luck
Rebel heart, and it beat real loud
Loud enough to move a Beale Street crowd
Rebel heart, rebel heart
Tear the whole thing down and then I make my own art
Rebel heart, rebel heart
Memphis in my throat and the throat is a spark
Rebel! (Rebel!) Heart! (Heart!)
Kiara Fury, and I'm never gon' part
REBEL! I said REBEL!
Every door they closed, I'm kicking down the metal
REBEL! I said REBEL!
Kiara Fury, and I'm never gon' settle!
Rebel heart, rebel heart
Tear the whole thing down and then I make my own art
Rebel heart, rebel heart
Memphis in my throat and the throat is a spark
Rebel! (Rebel!) Heart! (Heart!)
Kiara Fury, and I'm never gon' part
That's it. That's the whole thing. Bye.
KIARA FURY is a virtual artist of the SUPERMASSIVE Verse: a huge Memphis mezzo-soprano belter with blues grit and gospel runs who talks in rap cadence between the singing and laughs in the ad-libs, over a live band with trap-soul drums, 808 under a real bass, big piano, horns and choir stacks, every bridge exploding into a key change. Raw, funny, hurt, then triumphant. AI-performed and disclosed.