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letra de hack by my lonely - yung innanet

i’m a motherf-ckin maniac, your b-tch gon get me brainiac
she love the way i tcp, the way i send, the way i act
messin’ with my crew, you know i’m gonna clap back
up on mip, so sly, catch a glimpse, i tap that
they hooked on my vibe like it’s their daily crack
hash, cash, stuffed links, data off the server racks
bandwidth’s moving, current like my dc jack
kitty, rhythm yolk snap, breaking nights, no slack
no backtrack, linux antics, sysv in my track
nit, bennett’s d, fl studio with wine, never lack
modified upx, payloads shrinking, no flack
doing dirt, got issues? well, i never slack
stand in my way, soon your momma’s gonna weep
in the game, play wrong, and into your defenses i’ll creep
data flows through my network, light up the floor like disco
alone or with my crew, the vibe’s the same, it’s psycho
mess with mine, the beef comes straight, no typo
bought sh-lls with no substance, that’s a low blow
you’re fake, a snake, your words, just air, no weight
traverse directories, for the loot, i’m always on the make
need that privilege escalation, for the route i take
boys so sweet, veins might as well drip fruit shake
if young snack lights up, in the mix, no mistake
we’re all in, guns drawn, for our own sake
on the hunt, traversing, for the loot, we stake
privilege escalation, it’s the route we break
sweet too sweet, their essence, just fake
with young snat ready, we’re not here to play, make no mistake

- yung innanet

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