CMK Beats - Find Your Ground (feat. Rage Syndicate) Official Music Video

Описание: After a break from rapping that started in 2021, CMK Beats returns with a poignant message to the youth of today with his song Find Your Ground. This also marks CMK Beats first ever music video fully realized with AI.

Let the music move your soul and spread this message of hope.

Find Your Ground (feat. Rage Syndicate)
Written by: CMK Beats
Composed by: CMK Beats
Performed by: CMK Beats & Rage Syndicate
Mixed and Mastered at: Bentley Records
Distributed by: Bentley Records
Music Video Written by: CMK Beats
Music Video Directed by: CMK Beats
Music Video Edited by: CMK Beats
Music Video Realized by: Envato Lab AI

Lyrics:
Intro:
Yeah...
Forty-five rotations 'round the sun I've seen.
Born in 1980... you know what I mean?
Before the web was woven, before the phones got smart.
We just had beating drums... and beating hearts.
Listen

Verse 1:
Yeah, I see y'all driftin' in a digital haze,
Chasin' manufactured highs in these latter days.
Poppin' a pill for the pain, a little powder for the peace,
Leashin' your soul to a chemical release.
They call it Xanax bliss, they call it Fenty's kiss,
A temporary heaven in a bottomless abyss.
Back in my day, yeah, we had our own wars,
But we weren't ghostin' life behind automated doors.
This ain't a high, young blood, it's a flatline tune,
Under the pale blue light of the artificial moon.
You're numb to the core, tryna kill the feelin'
While the ceiling you're starin' at is the one you should be stealin'...
...a look from. Up at the real stars. But you're too far gone in these digital cars.

Chorus:
Unplug the code that's scramblin' your brain,
Let the poison drain, go and stand in the rain.
Put the phone on the concrete, the glass to the ground,
Listen close to the planet, that's a beautiful sound.
They sellin' you chains made of light and of code,
A heavy-ass burden, a digital load.
Break the scroll, find your soul, let the wild reclaim you,
Touch the bark of a tree and let that old world name you.

Verse 2:
I remember pavement scorchin', chasin' ice cream trucks,
Scraped up knees were trophies, we were pressin' our lucks.
No DMs, just "meet me at the corner store at eight,"
A real-life story, you couldn't swipe to change your fate.
Now your world's a window, just a couple inches wide,
With a god called the algorithm controllin' the tide.
You trade a real sunset for a filtered-ass pic,
Double-tap validation's a pathetic little trick.
A dopamine drip from a faceless machine,
The loneliest party that I've ever seen.
Countin' your followers, but who's got your back
When the server goes down and the whole screen goes black?
They mine your attention, your doubt and your youth,
And sell it right back to you as the marketable truth. Word.

Chorus:
Unplug the code that's scramblin' your brain,
Let the poison drain, go and stand in the rain.
Put the phone on the concrete, the glass to the ground,
Listen close to the planet, that's a beautiful sound.
They sellin' you chains made of light and of code,
A heavy-ass burden, a digital load.
Break the scroll, find your soul, let the wild reclaim you,
Touch the bark of a tree and let that old world name you.

Bridge:
Look... I ain't a preacher. I ain't a saint.
My history's got cracks, it's covered in paint.
But I know this...
Your DNA remembers the dirt. The fire. The sea.
That spark in your chest? That ain't battery.
It's a pilot light waitin' for a gust of real wind,
Not the curated breeze of a sponsored-post sin.
Go walk in the woods 'til your cell has no bars,
And the only thing guidin' you is the pattern of the stars.
Feel the cold of a river, the heat of a stone,
A connection so deep you have always known.
It's the cure for the sickness, the ache and the void,
The love that can't ever be deployed... by a tech giant.

Chorus:
Unplug the code that's scramblin' your brain,
Let the poison drain, go and stand in the rain.
Put the phone on the concrete, the glass to the ground,
Listen close to the planet, that's a beautiful sound.
They sellin' you chains made of light and of code,
A heavy-ass burden, a digital load.
Break the scroll, find your soul, let the wild reclaim you,
Touch the bark of a tree and let that old world name you.

Outro:
So what's it gonna be?
The data or the dust?
The signal... or the soul?
The feed... or the forest?
Find your ground, young blood.
It's still here.
...Waiting for you to come home...

Find Your Ground (feat. Rage Syndicate) is now available on streaming.