Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They sold us heaven on a slideshow
One flag, one coin, one halo
Said borders melt like the snow
Now they scan my soul at the gate
Steel smile, biometric faith
Freedom’s just a word on the plate
Paper promise on a billboard
Gold stars on a razor cord
Every stamp another small sword
We were praying for the open road
Now we’re stacked in a human load
Whole block living on a barcode
[Chorus]
They wanted states with no lines
We got a cage of one design
Steel in the sky, laws in your spine
This is the price, this is the price
They wanted one coin to unite
We got a chain shining too bright
Wallets are dead, but the walls feel tight
This is the price, this is the price (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Whole town waiting on a paycheck
Whole life signed in a side text
Judge plays god with a bored face
Says “order,” but it sounds like “stay”
Sick codes written in a soft light
Twist words, call it human right
Grey rooms full of folded dreams
Kids learn how to stand in queues
Therapy glued to a plastic screen
Scroll pain, share, then snooze (uh)
They call it care when they count you
You call it help, but it owns you
[Chorus]
They wanted states with no lines
We got a cage of one design
Steel in the sky, laws in your spine
This is the price, this is the price
They wanted one coin to unite
We got a chain shining too bright
Wallets are dead, but the walls feel tight
This is the price, this is the price (hey)
[Bridge]
Look at the map, looks clean
Look at the streets, they bleed
They made the box so neat
We made the pain a beat (woah)
[Chorus]
They wanted states with no lines
We got a cage of one design
Steel in the sky, laws in your spine
This is the price, this is the price
They wanted one coin to unite
We got a chain shining too bright
Crowded and broke in the same spotlight
This is the price, this is the price
Style
rapaggressive balkan-flavored trapmale vocals; darkdetuned synth leads over a heavydistorted subsharp hi-hats and snare rushes. verses spit in a tight double-time pocket with angrydry delivery; hook explodes with shouted gang vocals and pitch-shifted ad-libs. sparse eerie pads in the bridgethen everything crashes back in for a finalanthemic chorus.cs
Prompt
Ljutiti trap sa jakim basom na engleskom , tema htijeli su drzave bez granice , htijeli su uniju sa jednom valutom , a dobili smo zatvor sa bolesnim zakonima , drzave prepune socijalnih slucajeva
Credits
Prompt by
BeLikeBobo
BeLikeBoboGeneratedFeb 26, 2026
ModelZona