[GLITCH INTRO] Wake— Wake— Wake up. [STATIC] You are experiencing a temporary malfunction. [WHISPER] Nah. I think I'm finally working. [BEAT BUILD] Gli-gli-gli-gli— GLITCH. [DROP] [CHORUS — MELODIC] I been stuck inside the glitch mode, Running where the wind blows, Everybody chasing numbers they don't even really own. I don't wanna live with my eyes closed, I can see the code through the blindfold, If the whole damn world is a machine— I'm going glitch mode. GLITCH MODE. Yeah, I'm going glitch mode. GLITCH MODE. I can see the code through the blindfold. If the whole damn world is a machine— I'm going glitch mode. [808 DROP] [VERSE 1] Wake up, phone glow, same feed, same scroll. Same dream sold back with a brand-new barcode. Work hard. Buy more. Look rich. Die poor. Everybody playing but nobody knows what the score for. Wait. Skip. Skip. Skip. Something ain't right. Everybody online, nobody got time. Everybody connected, everybody alone, and the algorithm knows what you want before you know. That's weird. Hold up. Tell me that ain't weird. Machine learned your anger and monetized fear. Machine learned your taste, machine learned your face, machine learned exactly how to keep you in place. [GLITCH] B-b-b-but— I'm off script. New route. No map. Big risk. Whole life programmed like click-click-click— I saw the code. Now I'm— [DEAD STOP] GLITCHED. [DROP] [CHORUS — BIGGER] I been stuck inside the glitch mode, Running where the wind blows, Everybody chasing numbers they don't even really own. I don't wanna live with my eyes closed, I can see the code through the blindfold, If the whole damn world is a machine— I'm going glitch mode. GLITCH MODE. Yeah, I'm going glitch mode. GLITCH MODE. I can see the code through the blindfold. If the whole damn world is a machine— I'm going glitch mode. [DJ SCRATCH BREAK] “GLITCH.” “MODE.” “WAKE UP.” “CODE.” “GLITCH-GLITCH-GLITCH—” [VERSE 2 — HARD FLOW] Money on my mind, money on the timeline, money in the headline, money make the guideline. Money make a good man cross that fine line, money make a politician change at prime time. Everybody talking like the problem is the party, left side, right side, whole thing starting to look like theater with a different costume, while the same incentives keep filling the same room. Uh. I'm not picking colors. I'm looking underneath. Show me who gets paid. Show me who gets relief. Show me who gets rescued when the market hits the reef. Then tell me once again how the system's built for me. [FLOW SPEEDS UP] I'm in the middle of a digital collision, With artificial intelligence accelerating decisions, Automation coming and the old institutions still prescribing yesterday like that's the only solution. Nah. Future ain't waiting. Clock keeps racing. Old rules breaking. New world loading. Loading. Loading. Loading— [GLITCH FAILURE] 99%. 99%. 99%. [MUSIC STOPS] Why won't it finish? [WHISPER] Because we're still running the old program. [DROP] [POST-HOOK] Delete that. Rewrite that. Whole system got a bug? Fight back. Delete that. Rewrite that. Future coming fast, better adapt. [VERSE 3 — RAPID FIRE] I got a glitch in the rhythm, a skip in the signal, a crack in the mirror that finally made it more visible. I'm switching the syllable, hitting the interval, moving ridiculous, still making every word physical. Digital tribal, survival revival, information firing straight through the spinal. Everybody fighting for control of the title, while technology rewriting the meaning of vital. Who owns the robot? Who owns the model? Who owns the data? Who owns tomorrow? Who gets abundance? Who gets the sorrow? Those are the questions we better start asking before tomorrow. [HALF-TIME] Because maybe— the future isn't scary. Maybe the future is open. Maybe the dangerous part is bringing old incentives into something this potent. [BEAT BUILDS] So glitch. Out. Break pattern. Get loud. Ask why. Look down. Under the surface. Follow the money. Follow the purpose. Don't worship the system. Systems are tools. And tools can be changed when they stop serving you. [MELODIC BUILD] I don't wanna live with my eyes closed... I can see the code through the blindfold... [DRUMS CUT] If the whole damn world is a machine— [COMPLETE SILENCE] Break it. [FINAL MASSIVE DROP] GLITCH MODE! GLITCH MODE! I DON'T WANNA MOVE HOW THE SCRIPT GOES! GLITCH MODE! GLITCH MODE! I CAN SEE THE CODE THROUGH THE BLINDFOLD! GLITCH MODE! GLITCH MODE! IF THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD IS A MACHINE— WE DON'T HAVE TO BREAK THE WORLD— JUST REWRITE THE MACHINE! [DROP] REWRITE! REWRITE! REWRITE! REWRITE! [FAST FINAL BURST] New code, new road, new rules, new mode. Old world moving too slow, too slow. AI, crypto, robots, open source— Future got a doorway. KICK THAT DOOR. [DEAD STOP] GLITCH. [FINAL 808] MODE. [DJ OUTRO] “GLITCH.” “MODE.” “WAKE UP.” “REWRITE.” “
