You think you’re slick, hiding behind the screen,
You think you’re slick, hiding behind the screen, But I see through your code, you ain't as tough as you seem. Click-clack, I’m spitting facts, you’re just a wannabe, Hiding in the shadows, but you’ll never get to me. You’re a script kiddie, playing games, what a joke, I’m the fire in the booth, while you’re just a puff of smoke. Got your IP locked, yeah, I’m tracking your trace, You’re a glitch in the game, I’m the king of this space. Digital phantom, you’re lost in the void, Every hack that you try, just a skill you destroyed. I’m the architect, building bars, brick by brick, While you’re stuck in your mom’s basement, just a sad little flick. You want a war? Step up, I’m the lyrical beast, You’re just a flash in the pan, I’m the fire that won’t cease. So go ahead, flex your hacks, but remember this track, I’m the real deal, boy, and you can’t take that back.
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