Collapse in Real Time (Remix)

[Intro – Spaced-out synths & robotic voice] Yo... Dr. Beatstyne on the mic... Transmission intercepted from the fall of fiat. Tap your wrist... time's tickin’. [Verse 1 – Rapid fire flow, glitchy drums] They printed trillions, now the dollar's a joke, Got debt on our backs and a system that’s broke. Tariffs on the rise, strikes in the street, Pensions disappearing rug pull under feet. Confidence in leaders? Nah, that ship sank, They’re playing monopoly with a gaslit bank. The rich get richer, the poor get taxed, Digital cuffs while reality cracks. [Chorus – Robotic harmonizer hook, industrial beat] It’s a collapse in real time—don’t blink, you’ll miss it, Transactions ghostin’ like your girl went cryptic. Confidence down, corruption’s prime, And the algorithm’s laughing while it counts your dimes. [Verse 2 – Funky bassline kicks in] Supply chain jammed, shelves lookin' thin, War on your wallet with a bureaucrat grin. Propaganda flowin’ like wine at the feast, While the middle class bleeds and the billionaires feast. From fiat to food, from stocks to your soul, They rig every game but still play control. They say it’s a reset, call it a plan, But it’s lookin’ like theft with a government stamp. [Bridge – Whispered breakdown, pulsing synth] No trust in the ledger, no faith in the throne, Your cash is a screen, your job’s just a loan. The collapse ain’t a bang, it’s a fade in the wire... And Beatstyne’s still rappin’ while the servers catch fire. [Chorus – Repeats, more distorted each time] It’s a collapse in real time—don’t blink, you’ll miss it, Transactions ghostin’ like your girl went cryptic. Confidence down, corruption’s prime, And the algorithm’s laughing while it counts your dimes. [Outro – Glitched voice over dark synth pads] Your money’s not yours... Your vote’s a suggestion... And the collapse? Already started. Dr. Beatstyne… out.