Stakes Is High

Sunshine

Oooh

Oooh (Single Mix) [feat. Redman]

It’s Go Time


[Intro] 
This ain’t rights talk, this ain’t revolt, 
This is species code — the vault. 
Not demands, not guilt, not shame, 
But architecture that earns its name. 
To the rich, to the rulers, to the minds that lead, 
We’re not here to fight — we’re here to feed.

[Verse 1 – Survival]
Start with breath, with food, with care, 
With shelter built in conscious air. 
Clean water, clean blood, clean sleep, 
Not luxury — just baseline deep. 
You want peace? Then build the frame, 
Where survival ain’t a hunger game.

[Verse 2 – Dignity]
Safety’s not a slogan, it’s a code, 
Autonomy’s the proper mode. 
No exploitation, no deceit, 
Just systems that don’t cheat the street. 
Justice ain’t a courtroom fight, 
It’s dignity scaled to satellite.

[Verse 3 – Development] 
We need more than bread and breath, 
We need purpose that outlives death. 
Education, love, and art, 
The things that keep the soul from part. 
Emotional bonds, creative fire, 
The kind of growth that doesn’t expire.

[Verse 4 – Coordination] 
You want scale? Then build the mesh, 
Where millions move without the thresh. 
Systems that align the crowd, 
Without the whip, without the shroud. 
Coordination — not control, 
But harmony that serves the whole.

[Verse 5 – Expansion] 
And when the basics hold their ground, 
We lift the species off the mound. 
Innovation, orbit, stars, 
The playground past our prison bars. 
Colonies, tech, adaptive flow, 
The kind of growth that lets us go.

[Verse 6 – Transcending Human Rights] 
This ain’t rights talk — that’s too small, 
This is species needs for all. 
Rights get debated, rights get stalled, 
But needs? They’re biologically called. 
No ideology, no fight to win, 
Just architecture that lets us begin.

[Verse 7 – Elite Alignment] 
And to the wealthy — this ain’t theft, 
It’s the doctrine that protects your heft. 
You want stability? You want grace? 
Then build the systems that hold the base. 
Species needs don’t drain your gold, 
They make your fortune future-bold.

[Verse 8 – Fixing Mankind’s Conscience] 
We’re not here to shame the throne, 
We’re here to fix the species tone. 
Conscience ain’t a moral plea, 
It’s the architecture of harmony. 
When needs are met, the wars go cold, 
And mankind stops being bought and sold.

[Outro – The Reframe] 
So let’s reframe the scroll we read, 
From rights to needs, from want to feed. 
This is the baseline, the sacred thesis, 
For an intelligent, technically advanced species. 
No slogans, no flags, no fight to seize — 
Just the architecture that lets us breathe.


We're Done Fighting

Cash Flow

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It’s Go Time

Barry Darkley

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