(Verse 1)
Yo, the system's crackin', fractures in the faction, facts get fractioned,
Data tracked, they hackin’, cameras flashin’, no interaction,
Politicians actin’, backstabbin’ with a savage passion,
Rations shrinkin’, kids ain't eatin’, every action rationed.
Screens feed the masses lies, disguised inside distractions,
They pacify the fight inside, divide us with the captions,
Fashion brands control the minds, designers stitch the caskets,
A caged bird don’t dream of flight when born inside the madness.
(Chorus)
It's dystopian dreams, echoes in the screams,
A future seen in static on corrupted TV screens,
The code been breached, the truth been leashed,
A world enslaved and shackled by the hands that preach.
(Verse 2)
Algorithm overlords, they program thoughts with no remorse,
Freedom just a relic, revolution ain't a chosen course,
Every voice distorted, every movement's forced,
AI write the history, then wipe it like it’s never sourced.
Corporate feudal lords, profits over human laws,
Sell you fake protection while they orchestrate the newest wars,
Cities burn in silence, smoke conceal the sirens,
The rich escape to islands, watch the riots from the highlands.
(Chorus)
It's dystopian dreams, echoes in the screams,
A future seen in static on corrupted TV screens,
The code been breached, the truth been leashed,
A world enslaved and shackled by the hands that preach.
(Verse 3)
Ain't no savior comin’, we the only hope that's left alive,
Rebel minds encrypted, gotta flip the script and strategize,
Decipher all the lies, redefine what it means to rise,
Real eyes realize real lies behind the blinding lights.
Power ain't a given, gotta take it back and shift position,
Break the chains of mental prison, listen close, the plot is written,
Every line inscribed in vision, this the mission,
Dystopia ain't fiction—it's just the world that we live in.
(Outro)
So wake up, break up the system, don’t let ‘em take us,
History erasin’, so we scribble truth in vapors,
Pages turn to ashes, still the fire burnin’ greater,
The end ain't inevitable—it's written by the players.
