| I’m an internet pirate, starship pilot
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| Trying to keep my actions private
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| Wardial it
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| Product of the 1980s, spectrum ultraviolet
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| Deep purple smoke on the water 'til the bottom fall out
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| Of all this hacking I’m doing till my rep is in ruin
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| Tryin to make the best of a movement
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| Steady pursuing a fluency to see what they’ll do to me
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| I’m an internet virus
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| Proficient with devices that require a stylus
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| I admit I got a bias
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| Towards any batch of silicon that be rockin a BIOS
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| Don’t deny this firewall rules apply this 'puter hepatitis all on disc
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| Sell a fix, call it ransomware, get me a handsome heir
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| For the throne when my ass be gone
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| I got a phone
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| (tether up)
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| Riding on chrome
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| (talking 'bout the browser, pup)
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| I’m a force of nature
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| RPG, pen and the paper
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| Code breaker, data scraper
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| Admin on a rampage
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| Spampage beckoning a series of clicks on my cam page
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| I’m showing my damn age
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| Every time I reminisce about the good ol' days
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| But them days ain’t over
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| 'Cause I’m still up on the block standing head and shoulders
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| In the inbox folders,
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| Outfoxin' Mulders with a method that will leave the block smoldered
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| Cause I’m a dragon dictating my ethos
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| The beat goes on and I hack the Gibson
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| Root admission bitchin' 'bout the government mission on attrition, pimp
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| And who’s the master of this science fiction?
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| (I'm an Internet bandit)
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| Stoned as granite
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| Trying to keep my landers landed
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| Then spam it
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| Collect a bunch of clicks on a hypertext canvas
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| Do my damnedest to keep the advantage
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| Brandishing a package of packets of dirty bandwidth to jam with
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| And build a stack and feed 'em a sandwich
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| From a campus box that I rooted in the middle of Kansas
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| My fans is loyal
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| And I’m leading that charge like a red alert Tesla coil from U.S. soil
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| Stateside solid state drive encoded with the data that I need to survive
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| Against a hive mind
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| Drones that would stand to deny mine
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| How they treat us hackers, it would serve as a guideline
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| 1984, they got a fix on the timeline
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| I grind mine in the name of computer crime, I’m --
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| Vicious, still all about the business
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| Holdin' grudges and forgoing forgiveness
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| 'Cause I witness people on the scene with a sickness
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| Snitching on their friends for a deal with a quickness
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| Hammond hit a backdoor, broke up into Stratfor --
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| On the orders of a government actor
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| But they don’t factor any of that in his sentencing
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| «He's menacing, an anarchist subversive whos peddling the wrong ideology»
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| Get them hackers to follow me 'fore they bottle me
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| 'Cause I gotta be an oddity set up in the music economy
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| They’re on to me cause I’m still a computer prodigy
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| No modesty when it comes to hacking the planet
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| Spitting on a microphone or puffing organic
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| Represent defendants like I’m Jennifer Granick
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| Hacker mechanic, sending science all across the Atlantic
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| (Don't panic) |