(Male rap verses, female sung chorus — 90s rap battle style) [Intro] Heat rising up, crowd in the haze DJ spins the night into brighter days Too hot in the city, too cold in the book Everybody knows now… the planet is cooked [Verse 1 – Male Rap] Heatwave creeping like a thief in the night Seas climbing up while you scroll through your life Smoke in the sky turning daylight ghost Backyards burning like a Gold Coast roast Ice caps dripping like sweat on the mic Leaders acting clueless while they’re playing Fortnite Plastic in the tide while the world looks away Then acts shocked every time it hits the next bay Forests burn quick like a mixtape drop Weather gone crooked like a renegade cop You blame the system but you’re part of the look Aircon humming like a million-dollar hook Storms swing harder than a basement beat Streets turn rivers where you used to eat Running out of chances, better take a look The world's not warming up… the planet is cooked [Chorus – Female Sung] Fire in the water, ashes in the rain Crying for tomorrow, drowning in the flame Hold on to each other, world on the hook Baby open your eyes, ‘cause the planet is cooked Summers burning hotter, shadows growing cold Stories getting heavy, truths we never told Hold on to each other, world on the hook Baby open your eyes, ‘cause the planet is cooked [Verse 2 – Male Rap] Streets feel sick like they caught a fever Oceans coughing heavy like a broken breather You want clean air? Gotta fight that fight Not just share memes in the dead of night Fossil fools counting money in stacks While the ground cracks open like vinyl tracks Crops won’t grow but the bills still due Ice cream melting before you’re halfway through Floods roll in like unpaid debt Whole towns vanish like a silhouette Coral bleaching with a ghost-white look Like it dressed itself up for a haunted book You can’t negotiate with a burning sky Mother Earth hits back and she won’t reply Try to run now but the future’s booked Can’t escape the truth… the planet is cooked [Chorus – Female Sung] Fire in the water, ashes in the rain Crying for tomorrow, drowning in the flame Hold on to each other, world on the hook Baby open your eyes, ‘cause the planet is cooked [Verse 3 – Male Rap] Last chance dance on a frying pan planet Want a miracle now? Better stand up and demand it Systems all red with alarms going wild Mother Earth grounding every single child Boardrooms laughing while the shoreline breaks Power grids smoking like a battle of stakes Every forecast hitting déjà vu Storms swing hard like they’re coming for you Hurricanes roaring at the break of dawn Crops tapped out and the bees long gone One shot left, better use that mind Before the whole world dries into desert wind Hotter every year, take another look The writing’s on the wall… the planet is cooked [Bridge – Female Vocal + Male Ad-libs] Don’t let it fade Don’t let it drown Don’t look away Don’t shut it down Lift this world Turn it around [Final Chorus – Female Sung, Ad-lib male rap in the background] Fire in the water, ashes in the rain Crying for tomorrow, drowning in the flame Hold on to each other, world on the hook Baby open your eyes, ‘cause the planet is cooked
