Concrete Jungle: Amazon Warehouse Blues

[Verse] Yo, stepping in the warehouse, jungle of brick and steel, Stacks on stacks, like a surreal Ferris wheel. Boxes on pallets, dance partners at a rave, Man, this place labyrinthine, gotta be brave. [Chorus] Concrete jungle, grinding all night, Stacked to the ceiling, under fluorescent light. Clock hits, keep ticking, won't see the dawn, In the belly of the beast, ‘til all the work's gone. [Verse 2] Aisles like rivers, flowing with sweat and dreams, Scanners beepin’, symphony of broken schemes. Drones above, buzzing like titanium bees, No rest for the wicked, only breaks on my knees. [Chorus] Concrete jungle, grinding all night, Stacked to the ceiling, under fluorescent light. Clock hits, keep ticking, won't see the dawn, In the belly of the beast, ‘til all the work's gone. [Bridge] Power-jacked carts, slicing through fog, Electronic leashes, you log in, then flog. Billionaire's gold stacked on our backs, We are the algorithm, relentless, on track. [Verse 3] Bossman’s watchful eye, colder than ice, Productivity gods demand their sacrifice. Homies soul’d out shoes, with no thrills, Everyone a cog in this towering mill.