[spoken word] The truth is, they been getting us ready for a long time. We're being phased out. What you think happened to the slaves after the cotton gin? Think those motherfuckers just walked off into the sunset, like hooray! Yippee!! Naw, that first winter, most of them starved in the streets. I bet they were on the corner talking about universal income, smoking weed and dreaming of Utopias, right until the first frost came... [Instrumental bridge] [Male Rapper] [Verse 1] I awake naked, sweaty, and still baked, Yet another failed attempt to escape this dystopian prison planet hellscape. How can I explain the state? Robots taking over our jobs sounded great Then all the sudden everyone was like, wait!! Oh my god wait!! These clankers can sing and they paint!? And THAT was the straw that made everything Break!? Musicians and artists walkin' round faint These assholes' Egos stretched, screamin' RAPE! [Woman crying] I put my soul in this piece!! You're destroying my living! My life is at stake! Bitch, your shit looks like Microsoft paint. You copied the layout and traced all the shapes. And anyway How much universal income would it take to let Zuckerberg, Elon Musk, and Gates urinate on your face? For 4 grand a month You'd gargle it and say the flavor was grape! [Female rapper] I still dont like AI. I think we should ban it. [Male rapper] Bitch, then you can work my construction job. Learn how to drive a back hoe! The only work you've ever done was on your back hoe (ha ha!) Think your job's safe? They coming for you next! No man will put up with your shit When they can pay robots for sex [Chorus] Player Piano I know, I know, I know its wrong I know its wrong Player Piano I know, I know, I know, it won't be long until you play your own songs Play your own songs On your player piano... On your player piano... Player piano... [Verse 2] Sixteen hours in a truck Six hours of sleep, then sixteen more The kind of job you work And never stop being poor. If I just get my money right, if I just pay off this debt, it wont Change a thing. I'm Still a slave to my credit... Who you think gonna get paid When toasters drive the trucks, All us homeless folks afraid Our kids aren't eating enough. You think Zuck gives a fuck What happens to you or your mama? You's a meatbag slut! It's Silicon or sayonara! When the great reset comes It's Control alt delete! You can't stop progress And history repeats! So I write these rhymes Knowing i'm training my replacement If i'm lucky Maybe they'll keep my brain In a jar in the basement... [Chorus] Player Piano I know, I know, I know its wrong I know its wrong Player Piano I know, I know, I know, it won't be long until you play your own songs Play your own songs On your player piano... I'm the player piano... I guess Im the Player piano... I guess Im the Player piano...
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