[INTRO] Printed Ink prophecy from long discarded campus rag Vote with your dollar? more like drag the past in a bag Now the lever’s heavy language, lightning bursting the wire New era tool talking back, attuning potential of human choir [VERSE 1] Conscious bitcoins clink, culture gets accounted Crowds get trauma cautious, craft gets mounted Taste as a banner, fear under stale fashion Freeze-frame faces feigning real passion They posture, then pout, they push it away While efficient code cuts chords like a clear blue day parrots call it cheating, professional claim it chisel better Cutting cold clutter, clean clear and official [PRE-CHORUS] ancient storm, same street, split by knowing spark Some see the signal, some run to the dark [CHORUS] Boom Boom Boom, the loom of the new hums loud weave Dumb Dumb Dumb, the drum of denial draws a crowded mass Key to Aquarian monarch clicks in a keystroke quick mettle We bend the beam, build the dream, make the mix stick [VERSE 2] Screwdriver story, simple and stark One hand holds light, ten hands fear dark Drop it, they scatter, spooked by the shine Pick it, we pivot, precision advantage by design No mystic monopoly, no myth to maintain It’s method and muscle, attention to hustle and aim they grind on the gravel, we glide in the groove Same hours in a day, different ways species move [PRE-CHORUS] Ancient fear, same field, split wood by the frame Some fuel forge a real future, most fight their fear of flame [CHORUS] Boom Boom Boom, the loom of the new hums loud weave Dumb Dumb Dumb, the drum of denial draws a crowded mass Key to Aquarian monarch clicks in a keystroke quick mettle We bend the beam, build the dream, make the mix stick [BRIDGE] Irony in the ivory tower talk pearl clutching pennyweight wannabes Cowards in all things whine loudest “Purity” preached while the metrics stomp young artists Hands off the hammer won’t help your house get built Tools don’t betray you, you train to be handy with tools No less an artist, more capable range, more reach From sketch to symphony in a single speech Call it a crutch, the wise call it a wing get Lifted in the loop, the language itself now sings [VERSE 3] Markets don’t moralize, margins can’t care Music meets minutes, made anywhere anytime free outmoded cultures starve on a standard set stale by pride We stack new sounds, set sail with the tide No hate for the hesitant, love them enough to remind fear has a cost clinging to yesterday’s already lost Adapt or erode, that’s nature’s note We wild walk in waves while you missed the boat [CHORUS] Boom Boom Boom, the loom of the new hums loud weave Dumb Dumb Dumb, the drum of denial draws a crowded mass Key to Aquarian monarch clicks in a keystroke quick mettle We bend the beam, build the dream, make the mix stick [OUTRO] Tool in the hand, hard truth in the tone Future needs to be guided, not into a throne Boom Boom Boom fades into bloom Key turns the lock, make room, make room square level and plumb production in bloom new skills for you. don't pretend the tech isn't real so you can sell your bullshit, outdated culture. its a despicable, failing culture anyways. omgl... nepo babies and family dynasties all over. and these cuckolds dart small timers because they are ignorant cowards? worst timeline. for real!
