Your labor. Your time. Your culture. Your voice. NAME IT! You see the lines at the shelter doors, Mothers on floors, kids in wars Of hunger, of rent, of staying warm — While suits trade stocks like a fucking swarm. Empty fridges in a land of waste, Working three shifts to keep your place. Can’t breathe, can’t rest, can’t rise — And they call that "freedom"? Dressed in lies. It ain’t bad luck, it ain’t just fate, It’s a plan that feeds off what you hate. This ain’t a bug, this is the code, Built on backs that break for roads. NAME IT! — CAPITAL. SAY IT! — CAPITAL. FIGHT IT! — CAPITAL. YOU KNOW WHAT’S BLEEDING US. Forests gone, oceans choked, Skies all stained while profits float. Fires burn for cash crops grown, And you still think they’ll leave it alone? Drills in the earth, blood in the sand, Sold for cheap in someone’s brand. Species wiped, rivers dry, But stocks went green — guess that’s fine? They sell your future by the ton, Package the heat, call it “the sun.” Don’t blame humans, don’t blame tech, It’s the owners driving this fucking wreck. NAME IT! — CAPITAL. SAY IT! — CAPITAL. FIGHT IT! — CAPITAL. DON’T LET 'EM HIDE BEHIND THE MESS. They built machines to steal our pace, Replace the workers, save some face. Your job’s not gone — it’s just been priced, Out of reach, out of rights. Bots don’t rest, don’t strike, don’t eat, No wage to raise, no need for heat. You trained the tools, they took the craft, Now you're the glitch they wanna shaft. They sold you speed, they sold you ease — But it’s your silence that they seize. Automation ain’t the sin — It’s the hands that profit off the spin. NAME IT! — CAPITAL. SAY IT! — CAPITAL. FIGHT IT! — CAPITAL. IT AIN’T THE TECH — IT’S WHO HOLDS THE SWITCH. They scanned your books, your songs, your speech, Scraped your dreams, called it "reach." Paintings, poems, the fights you fought — All compressed into shit they bought. No consent, no voice, no pay, Just billions made off stolen clay. History twisted, truth repackaged, Sold in bytes, rebranded, hijacked. They call it "smart," they call it "new" — But it’s your soul they’re selling you. Don’t blame the code, don’t fear the spark — It’s the profit-lords feeding off the ark. NAME IT! — CAPITAL. SAY IT! — CAPITAL. FIGHT IT! — CAPITAL. THEY STOLE YOUR MIND TO OWN THE FUTURE. NAME IT! (Capital) NAME IT! (Capital) NAME IT! (Capital) No more masks — just the NAME. CAPITALISM!
