generic hip hop artist - automation

Yeah, we’re breaking chains, redesigning the game,
Automation rising, nothing stays the same.
Venus Project vision, yo it’s time to see,
A world beyond war and poverty.

Step into the future, where the work gets done,
By machines that don’t get tired, they just run.
No boss, no hustle just to barely survive,
Automation makes abundance, keeps us alive.

Science unlocked, not chained to the cost,
No scarcity illusion, no lives being lost.
If tech is the tool, why we fight for scraps?
When the planet’s got enough, that’s straight facts.

Automation full throttle, watch the walls fall,
Plenty for the many, there’s enough for us all.
Venus Project dream, man, it’s plain to see,
A life with no limits, we can all be free.

Competition’s fake, it’s a rigged up race,
But cooperation builds a better place.
No poverty lines, no hunger in the streets,
When needs are met, that’s true defeat of greed.

Why war for oil, why battle for land?
When the Earth got resources right in our hands.
Scarcity’s a myth, market’s just a trick,
Science got solutions, we can end this quick.

Automation full throttle, watch the walls fall,
Plenty for the many, there’s enough for us all.
Venus Project dream, man, it’s plain to see,
A life with no limits, we can all be free.

More time to live, more space for fun,
More art, more love, more room for the sun.
From poverty to plenty, we can break that chain,
War is unneeded, peace is the gain.

Imagine cities built with nature in mind,
Circular systems, nothing left behind.
Machines on the grind, people free to create,
Innovation, celebration, a brand new state.

No boss, no wage, no economic cage,
Just science and reason on the global stage.
The Venus Project blueprint, future so bright,
Automation plus compassion, yeah we get it right.

Automation full throttle, watch the walls fall,
Plenty for the many, there’s enough for us all.
Venus Project dream, man, it’s plain to see,
A life with no limits, we can all be free.

Yeah, no more chains, no wars to fight,
No one left hungry in the dead of night.
Automation’s the key, open up that door,
Poverty’s a relic — we don’t need it no more.