YTCracker - Convalescence lyrics

"I must atone for my part in this evil If good men do nothing that is evil enough" Idle hands do the devil's work And I can say with full faith and confidence that I've been being a jerk And I've abandoned everything I once stood for On the threat that one day agents go and kick in my door But there is no one on this planet that can flex it like me I can't deny that I was born into this game to the beat Of a different drummer - unencumbered by restrictions No denying my addiction to the thrills of a system That I manipulate with ease - b**h please I'm a hacker first and foremost - 'till I croak People see these civil liberties complain how they broke But then they never exercise 'em when its counting the most So I guess I gotta do it for 'em - be the champion Don't let the people put their rights on Ambien Beat 'em at their own game - using the same Tools they use against us to keep population tamed Dust off the backups - unencrypt 'em get 'em back up Give 'em a test - see how they stack up Code a little dated so I must refactor - hack stuff Hit 'em with the force of a kilobitted Mack truck Exercise my fingers get 'em stretching to author All the things that I require to code the app proper Flicks of my wrists flash the watch - show stopper Bottle full of Vyvanse - a nerdy pill popper Coffee machine to keep me from dreams Dedicate my life to these LED screens This latrine of a world need a hero and quick One who's armed with his ARMs and a solid state disk Ones who kicks it like he boots and reboots automatics Refreshing and reloading all his weapons in brackets Tab completing and defeating everyone in his way Cuz his cycle megahurting on a search and replace And then he raise hell - eviscerate all the fakas With his grey hat anatomy incision like doctors That man is me and I'm gon' keep it 110 And I won't ever let these government agents scare me again Don't need a VPN - I'm on that namef*g tip If they want me gotta find me I'm gon' give 'em the SLIP And like a serial line I got a problem with time Especially doing it so try to catch me slipping right through you b**h See me in your city I'm gon' strike at the center I'm a citizen of San Secuestro an inventor Revolutionary flying all my code like a flag Watch me pull it out of hiding with a click and a drag Done being convalescent - now I'm imbued with electrons Easier for me to see how I have effect on The world - when I'm back to my roots Rootshell on the consciousness of all of my troops