SYSTEMS CRACK

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Intro

Muted brass over foggy sirens, 808s thump like falling empires Concrete jungle fog—hunger in the air This ain’t theory—it’s the block, the vote, the cell, the flock Words like bullets, truth like tear gas, Welcome to the system crash

Verse 1

Capitalism: land of racks and traps Buy a dream, sell your soul, then pay tax Nine-to-five grind 'til your spine collapse But you can stack bread if you dodge collapse Boss on yachts, while your fridge got gaps They call it “freedom”—till you read the contracts Health ain’t wealth, it’s a premium stat Die broke or live with a billion in the stash Socialism: promises hot, fridge cold Rations, not riches, lines long, truth sold Equality, but who get to control the mold? Job security, if you don’t ask bold “Free for all” but the cost’s untold State’s your daddy, but love feel old Workin' for bread, not dreams or gold You got peace—but the colors feel dull and cold

Chorus

But there’s still hope, even in the cracks When we the people fight to bring it back Freedom’s more than cash or stats— It’s sayin’ “no” and not get clapped Beauty bloom where the truth ain’t black Like a voice in court that don’t get smacked Like a queen walk free, hair in wraps Every system flawed—still, we adapt

Verse 2

Communism: no gods, just grey They share the bread, but steal the say A thousand rules to kneel and obey If you dream too loud, they fade you away No rich, no poor, just drones in play But who guards the guards in the cabal ballet? Equality choke when the state overstay The flag be red, but the skies stay gray Authoritarianism: mask off, straight fear Leader for life, vote disappear March in line or vanish next year Cameras blinkin’ like gods in the mirror Truth rewritten, freedom smear Dictators paint laws with citizen tears A pretty lie, whispered near Where women wear chains but still cheer Republic judged by law, Constitution’s ring It sound nice ‘til the loopholes swing Power split, but the puppets cling Rights on paper, but cops got sting Debates, not blades—but lobbyists bling Justice is blind, but who pull strings? Still—it’s the best at balancing kings A shaky hope tied to freedom’s wings

Bridge

And beauty—yo, that’s the secret lens In each system, it bends and bends In capitalism: glam, surgery trends In socialism: plain, with loyal ends In communism: modest, state-defends In authority: beauty offends In a republic: beauty transcends— When she speaks her mind and it don’t offend

Chorus

Outro

So here’s the code, carved in verse No utopia, just better or worse Look past flags, past laws rehearsed To the ones who cry, grind, laugh, and curse We the people—blessing or curse? Time gon’ tell if we break the hearse Till then, we build through all the thirst Liberty ain’t free—but it could be first

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