Verse 1 – Rich Country Rebellion
Kids in rich zones, born into chrome, But they see the grind — they feel the drone. Parents clock in, clock out, no spark, Dead-eyed dinners, joy gone dark.

They see the stress, the pills, the debt, They see the love, but it’s drowned in sweat. They ask, “Is this life? Is this the prize?” Then pour the drink, roll the lies.

They rebel not for thrill, but to escape the trap, Where dreams get traded for a corporate nap. They see their folks as slaves in suits, So they chase the buzz in pills and flutes.

Verse 2 – Broken Homes, Broken Hope
Then there’s the kids whose parents fell, Not from sin, but from the system’s hell. Too much pressure, too little rope, Now it’s crime, collapse, and dope.

Mum’s on meds, dad’s on the street, Family fractured, no food to eat. They see the grind as a death parade, Where love gets lost and hope decays.

They don’t rebel — they survive the wreck, They learn to hustle, dodge the check. They see the buzz as a ghost in smoke, And wear the trauma like a heavy cloak.

Verse 3 – Global Child Slavery
Now zoom out — kids in the global south, No Netflix, no therapy mouth. Twelve-hour shifts, landfill dives, Begging for cans just to stay alive.

No rebellion — just survival mode, Born into chains, never owed. They don’t ask “why” — they ask “how long?” Till the hunger fades or the body’s gone.

Cradle to grave, no soft escape, Just sweat and dust and twisted fate. Makes rich-kid buzzkill look like play, While they bleed for pennies every day.

🎤 Part II – The Nazified Trance
Verse 4 – The Trance of Power
This ain’t chaos — it’s design. A species trapped in a profit shrine. Culture didn’t evolve — it calcified, Now we worship brands while the planet cries.

TNCs roam like kings in suits, Dodging tax, extracting roots. They don’t wear swastikas — they wear smiles, But their strategies echo fascist files.

Verse 5 – Puppet Governments, Programmed Minds
Governments nod, pretend to care, But they’re puppets dancing in corporate air. They know the truth, but play the part, While the system tears the world apart.

And we — the species — we play along, Trained to obey, to not ask “wrong.” We call it freedom, call it fate, But it’s just a cage with a golden gate.

Verse 6 – The Species Verdict
We’re intelligent, but we don’t act wise, We build machines while the spirit dies. Our cultures lag, our systems stall, We chase the buzz, but forget the call.

The children see it — they feel the void, They know the game is paranoid. They want a world that makes some sense, Not one that trades their soul for rent.

Children of the Grind

[Hook]
Paradise
It's in my brain it's in my brain
I'm in paradise
The fuck you sayin fuck you sayin
I'm in paradise
Another day another day and
I'm in paradise
Been living here for all my life (and I'm in)x2

[Verse 1 - s]
I got islands in my head and I'm not talking Alcatraz
I move freely wherever I want and I'm so so proud of that, 
I had failures before but you know that I'm not counting that
Cuz what counts is how I take them failures turn em to a track 

I'm on a wave now
I'm in my space now
Used to be outside this shit but now I'm in the place now
This isn't just a phase 
Don't try to push the phase out
Just let me do my thing and get the fuck up out the way now

I don't ever even stop at the red lights 
You can turn me down a lot but I still shine
I'm regretting every thought when I kill time
Cuz I know I could be on but I realized

That everything happened inside of my life for a reason 
I could not be this if I never had seen it
The hunger inside of me is never leaving
I came here with nothing I'm leaving with even

Paradise, isn't, dependin on a pair of dice is it?
I don't really need to clarify this shit
You know it or you don't just like a witness
And if I gotta teach you how'm I gonna reach you
I don't want to breach you but I gotta prelude this
You gotta bleed through this, mind over matter I'll seed you this

[Hook]
Paradise
It's in my brain it's in my brain
I'm in paradise
The fuck you sayin fuck you sayin
I'm in paradise
Another day another day and
I'm in paradise
Been living here for all my life (and I'm in)x2

[Verse 2 - Byotic]
I'm livin' in paradise, gamblin' on my pair of dice
hopefully I star in doubt, man I wanna be verified
the paparazzi takin' these flashes, 6 figures when I'm gettin taxes
holdin' tight like all these waxes and we really never get second chances

But I'm still makin' moves (ayy)
And I'm still makin' tunes (ayy)
And I'm still makin' you groove (yeah)
cuz we livin' that life

cuz this shit's paradise, don't you false advertise
I only mesmerize, the real will recognize
Because the real see real I know you won't feel how I feel
On top of Everest never rest keep on climbin' still
My time is filled with writing real, exciting thrills, and finding chills
Art of livin' forever in a day cuz I'm in

[Hook]
Paradise
It's in my brain it's in my brain
I'm in paradise
The fuck you sayin fuck you sayin
I'm in paradise
Another day another day and
I'm in paradise
Been living here for all my life (and I'm in)x2

Paradise (Featuring Byotic)

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