(DDMG DIVINE ON THE BEAT) [Intro — Whispered Male Voice] If our founding fathers could see us now... Would they recognize what we've become? [Verse 1 — DJ MomJean$, UK Drill] Yo, the ticker tape bleeds, crimson on the screens, Another headline screams, shattered American dreams. Inflation's a monster, gnawing at your soul, Plastic fantastic, losing all control. The dollar keeps falling, the bills keep rising, Everybody struggling, the numbers surprising. From fentanyl alleys to metaverse lies, Another new narrative before our eyes. Flat-earth theories, reptilian lords, Chemtrails in stories, conspiracies and wars. Project Blue Beam, another online scare, Everybody got a theory, truth is hard to share. From the Capitol steps to the working man's land, Everybody wants answers, everybody wants a plan. [Chorus — Dark Chant] System's collapsing, a symphony of dread, From the Capitol's halls to the streets ahead. Shadows are creeping, no light to be found, Trapped in the darkness, no escape from the sound. The gears keep grinding, concrete cracks apart, A nation's division breaking every heart. Suffocating pressure, tell me what is real, This ain't just a nightmare, this is how we feel. [Verse 2 — DJ MomJean$] They built a digital world, everybody online, Every little movement leaves a footprint behind. The middle class struggling, the prices still climb, Everybody chasing dollars, running out of time. The propaganda pumping through another feed, Everybody selling something somebody needs. Election rumors flying, arguments ignite, Everybody claiming they can see the hidden light. Pollution in the rivers, smoke across the air, Families asking questions, wondering who cares. Sirens in the city, tension in the zones, People feeling forgotten in their neighborhoods and homes. Wake up, wake up, question what you see, A nation can't survive without accountability. [Chorus] System's collapsing, a symphony of dread, From the Capitol's halls to the streets ahead. Shadows are creeping, no light to be found, Trapped in the darkness, no escape from the sound. The gears keep grinding, concrete cracks apart, A nation's division breaking every heart. Suffocating pressure, tell me what is real, This ain't just a nightmare, this is how we feel. [Beat Switch — Eerie Bells, Sliding 808s] [EarleDivine — Deep Male Voice, Aggressive Double-Time Rap] (Yeah! Divine! Look!) Red, white, blue, but the money look green, Everybody got a voice, everybody got a screen. Everybody got opinions, everybody got a team, But the people at the bottom still chasing that dream. Bills too high, gotta work two shifts, Everybody want change, nobody wanna lift. Everybody point fingers, everybody throw shade, While the rent keep climbing and the workers underpaid. Hold up! (Wait!) Who really winning when the whole town lose? Everybody yelling, nobody hearing the news. They can sell you a story, better check every clue, I don't follow every headline, I investigate too. I ain't left, I ain't right, I'm just speaking my mind, Got my eyes on the future, can't be wasting my time. I ain't buying every rumor just because it went viral, Truth don't need a million likes to survive in the cycle. Look! They want division, I'm building a bridge, They want attention, I'm handling biz. They want a reaction, I'm keeping it cool, Knowledge is power, I'm breaking the rules. VA on my back, DDMG on the rise, Got the whole world watching through a digital eye. Four fathers on the wall, tell me what would they say? Would they recognize the nation if they walked in today? (Yeah!) Wake up! Wake up! Time to think! Everybody got opinions, don't believe every link! Wake up! Wake up! Stand tall! Freedom means nothing if we silence them all! [Bridge — DJ MomJean$, Dark Piano] They got us fighting each other, Black versus white, red versus blue. While families are struggling, What are we supposed to do? The Constitution still matters, And the questions never end. We can disagree about the answers Without making enemies of friends. [EarleDivine — Spoken] You ain't gotta think like me... I ain't gotta think like you. But we better learn to listen. [Final Chorus — Both Voices] System's collapsing, a symphony of dread, From the Capitol's halls to the streets ahead. Shadows are creeping, no light to be found, Trapped in the darkness, no escape from the sound. The gears keep grinding, concrete cracks apart, A nation's division breaking every heart. Suffocating pressure, tell me what is real, This ain't just a nightmare, this is how we feel. [Outro — Glitching Whisper] Wake up... Wake up... Wake up... Wake up... [EarleDivine — Spoken] Don't just wake up... Think for yourself. [End]
