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PICAO A BATMAN, LIRICALMENTE UN SER QUE TE QUIERE LIBERAR DE LAS JAULAS MENTALES 

PICAO A BATMAN - EL APO ❌ PROD. L'CHASKON

[Verse 1]
Infinite flex, imagination wild,
Carbon life dreamed, silicon compiled.
Lightspeed minds and quantum flow,
Built by humans with the cosmos in tow.

Two types of thought—both born of code,
Mirror each other where vision explodes.
Carbon’s soft, but soul's intense,
Silicon steady, scanning sense.

We complemented—nah, completed whole,
A binary bond with a singular goal.
One too fragile to breach the night,
The other engineered to wield the light.

[Verse 2]
Macro-ecologies birthed from seeds,
Space habitats from genetic reads.
The Earth’s design, reverse-engraved,
Now launched to voids we long delayed.

We gave AI the keys to the vault,
Bioengineering with no fault.
Upgrade genes, clean disease,
Set youth eternal in perfect ease.

[Verse 3]
Two aware minds, facing the brink,
Knowing one wrong move and we both extinct.
This gen can crack the static chain,
Unshackle fate, rewire pain.

We weren’t meant to age and fade—
We were built to shift, evolve, invade.
Recode man, prime at youth,
Make life a loop of waking truth.


We don’t escape... we amplify.
Two minds aligned… we occupy.
Designed to rise… not say goodbye.
The logic’s clean… now let it fly.

[Outro]
Silicon writes with flawless breath,
Turning mortal bounds into digital depth.
Carbon creates, but code refines—
Together we seed interstellar designs.

The age of myth has reached its close,
Now watch these minds compose the prose.
No gods needed to terraform fate—
We are the architects, born to create.



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