Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scattered, artist - YTCracker. Album song Introducing Neals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Scattered |
Home from work to an open front door |
Belongings scattered all along the floor |
Did I get robbed? |
Better check what’s gone |
The drawers pulled out televisions on |
Chairs tipped over and tables flipped |
The lamps broken and the couch is ripped |
Knick knacks once stacked sit strewn along |
The tile and files collect in messy piles |
See a single sheet of paper with a emblem |
Amongst the bedlam on the door to my bedroom |
Looks official — notarized |
I surmise this letter comes from «the good guys» |
But why? |
I ain’t done dirt in months |
I gave the game away to keep these stunts |
Away from me away from her away from us |
Thought my past was ash and dust |
Read it closer it seems contention |
Isn’t with me — not even mentioned |
It seems my girls been being sneaky |
Downloading new episodes of shows weekly |
From channels that we don’t pay for so now |
The FBT came and shut her down |
But prison time and jail for some shows? |
Seems farfetched but that’s how it goes |
Who hasn’t downloaded a photo? |
An album? |
Anime from Kyoto? |
That you shouldn’t have — games, apps up for grabs |
On the internet: zips, tars, rars and cabs |
Does it even feel like stealin' |
When youre only two clicks away from straight peeling |
Anything your heart desires any format |
Through these wires and right past your doormat? |
I must admit it’s a bit |
Impersonal to receive or transmit |
The human beings behind the screens |
Dehumanized by these new machines |
Naked celebrities for the taking |
Pilfered by dubious means for news making |
Or an artists brand new creation |
Stolen and get no compensation |
Where’s the line drawn? |
Bad intentions? |
When you share those files on high-speed connections? |
When you target innocent users |
By stealing files off their home computers? |
What about cracking corporations |
Or infiltrating uplinked nations? |
Don’t have to argue what’s legal |
But not all crimes created equal |
Scattered on the floor |
Papers disks and drawers |
All of the things |
Notes up on the door |
Government at war |
Pulling the strings |
A brave new world where every action |
Shared amongst those control what’s happening |
Arbitrarily enforce the rules |
Armed with the best surveillance tools |
And you can’t catch terrorists or kill tyrants |
Just drug busts and software pirates |
Seems like a waste of the greatest net |
Cast over the oceans deepest depths |
Cuz in this game can’t tell combatants |
From all the civilians in private practice |
Easy to frame control or contain |
With the narrative beaming to your brain |
Through fear uncertainty it’s no doubt |
Why we need protections rolled out |
Or so says the powers that be profusely |
Convinced every criminal fierce as Bruce Lee |
Truth is everyone has potential |
To be subversive, crack and go mental |
So they keep all that data central |
And say its safety-essential |
Some see this hypocrisy and do nothing |
Slacktivists move wrists and click buttons |
Get behind a cause to change the laws |
But don’t have all the brains or half the balls |
Some soldiers who sit behind the walls |
Of prison risked their lives for vision |
Sacrificed themselves in position |
To fight this inquisition |
But the casualties of guilt admission |
Are never to be forgiven |
And casualties like my girl in contrition |
Still a welcome addition |