Choo Jackson

Earl Sweatshirt & Childish Gambino- Drop

Dripped Up Swagged Out (Extended)

[Verse 1 – The Age of Potential] 
21st century mankind, intelligence vast, 
cooperation infinite, futures cast. 
Tech that two generations ago was dream, 
now reality, sharper than it seemed. 
We can deploy global, reach beyond, 
yet the world is ruled by bullies strong. 
Excuses made to steal and kill, 
neighbors crushed by imperial will. 
Civilised, we claim with pride, 
yet humans trained to slaughter, side by side.

[Verse 2 – The Disgrace of War] 
Why can’t the powers act above, 
consign war to history, choose peace and love? 
If not now, when will it end? 
Future generations won’t comprehend. 
We have the tech to leave the Earth, 
to build survival, to prove our worth. 
But hatred flames, resistance defined, 
as aggression by powers blind. 
They wage war in peace’s name, 
a disgrace to humanity’s claim.

[Verse 3 – The Orchestration of Lies] 
The public never start the fight, 
they’re deceived, misled, denied the light. 
Presidents, premiers, just passing through, 
temporary masks, but the system’s true. 
They lie to the people, scripts rehearsed, 
but who writes the lines, who speaks them first? 
Parties funded by business might, 
politicians bribed in banquet night. 
Handshake deals, perks in store, 
boardroom seats when office is no more. 
The old boys network, hidden trade, 
insider culture, deals well laid.

[Verse 4 – The Hive of Lies] 
Permanent staff, military sway, 
weapons lobbies shape the play. 
Since World War Two, the circles spin, 
NATO, UN, profits within. 
Manipulation of the public mind, 
wars created, contracts signed. 
They’ll kill the truth if it’s rapped too loud, 
but silence is what the system’s proud. 
It’s built on lies, a hive of deceit, 
a greasy pole where liars meet.

[Verse 5 – The Cortex Revelation] 
They say we’re animals, nature’s child, 
but the cortex rose, imagination wild. 
Evolution’s key to the cosmic gate, 
to build realities, to change our fate. 
Yet elites still chain the world in war, 
enrich themselves, demand no more. 
So mankind stalls, expansion denied, 
while asteroids wait and nukes collide. 
Civilisation claimed, but empire’s mask, 
a wake‑up call for the ruling class.

[Verse 6 – The Choice of Futures] 
Mankind can do anything, build the void, 
create realities, tailored, employed. 
Escape the dirt, the storms, the pain, 
but the old boys network holds the chain. 
Families rich from empire’s gold, 
cling to the one way they’ve been told. 
Enrich themselves, repeat the past, 
while the species waits, the die is cast. 
We’ll either die in dirt, decay, 
or build the cosmos, find the way.

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