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Yo, listen up, this ain’t no fairy tale
Democracy’s a marketplace, where votes go on sale
Equality’s an auction — bid high or fail
While the real power’s traded — just like NFTs, yeah!
They sell you “one man, one vote” — a shiny display
But the puppeteers pull the strings, night and day
“Freedom for all?” That’s just what they say
Lobbyists write the laws — you’re out of the way
Campaigns are a market, a high‑stakes bet
Ads and donations — who’s buying the set?
Promises vanish like a meme‑coin’s heat
Crash and correction — back to the street
It’s all a hype, a digital show
Democracy’s an NFT — you think it’s real, but you don’t know
Equality’s a token, a limited drop
The game is rigged, and you’re at the bottom, stop!
Transparency? That’s just a filter they spray
Spin the narrative, hide what they say
“We serve the people” — what a bold display
While offshore accounts grow day by day
Global rules? Just a club with a key
Invites for the rich, the rest can’t see
International law? It’s flexible, see
Applied when convenient — pure hypocrisy
So next time they talk of justice and right
Check who’s profiting in the dead of the night
The system’s an exchange, a speculative plight
Where your voice is a token — losing its light
They mint new ideals like a limited drop
Scarcity narrative — you’re at the top?
No, you’re just a holder, about to get flopped
When the rug‑pull hits — you’ll be left to drop
Listen up, they’re selling you a brand‑new scheme
“Global rules” — just a club with a VIP screen
Equality’s an auction, a digital dream
Where your bid’s your birthplace — it’s not what you seem
They drop new constitutions like a season’s release
One patch for the rich, the rest get disease
Your freedom’s a token, a limited lease
Crash the system, boy — it’s time for peace
They package the truth in a glossy new pack
“Progress” and “change” — just a political hack
Your rights are a smart contract — glitch in the stack
When they need control, they just hit the reset jack
You’re a node in their network, but you’re not in the chain
No private key to power, just caught in the rain
They fork the constitution, rewrite the domain
While you’re left holding tokens — that won’t bring you gain
You thought it was real? A permanent state?
Just a meme‑coin bubble — about to deflate
They’ll fork the narrative, rewrite your fate
Don’t be a holder — it’s too late, too late
Forget the hype, look behind the screen
Power’s not equal — it’s a brutal machine
This ain’t a diss — it’s a cold, hard routine
Wake up, see through — that’s the only way clean
