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depressive tongue posse - school computer hacker lyrics

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[boy froot]

i’m on that looters spit, froot school shooter b-tch
always actin’ up, yo i hack your computer sh-t
gold chains and i’m sittin’ in the rain
let it splash in my face, put the cash in the briefcase
never thought that i would be a smooth criminal
lessons that are taught, yo these years that are critical
growin’ up, didn’t think that i would be the one
throwin’ up in the sink, i’m only havin’ fun
i’m the og playa, that’s boy froot
only smoke trees layered in the soy dude
that sauce got me trippin’ offa one hit
lean i don’t sip it, drink it all when i got that sh-t
iiont know what the h-ll i’m talkin’ ‘bout
just goes to show that i always have my doubts
weed gotta grow cuz i blow through an ounce
mane i stay throwed, b-tch i’m bout to bounce

i asked for a car, i got a computer…how’s that for being born under a bad sign?

[sharxxx]

yo, boy froot, i’m in the system. let’s do it…

science cl-ss hacker, admin, f-ckin’ access granted
i’m in the system ‘bout to make yo -ss panic, math blaster
battle simulation, traffic tracker, key p-ss to roll up on yo -ss even faster
sharxxx hittin’ all them cd-rom drives non-stop
virus on the compet-tion’s system, now i’m on top
download attachment, digi-pot brownie
3d render shapes, got them spinnin’ all around me
always chronic, call me johnny mnemonic
i’m just a cl!ck-a-da mouse, yeah, i’m iconic
spinning line backdrop, max headroom
pirate tv station in a bedroom, suits gettin’ dead soon
elevator lock-lock, drop you like you never knew
froot get the gun controller and make da lead move
the pistol part of me, ultimate military special
long live the new flesh, death to the oppressor
digital devil up in yo drivesp-ce, one false move and yo file’s erased
i blast into hypersp-ce
beyond the mind’s eye, then i’m out yo microwave
returnin’ from them cyberplaces just to take yo life away
no flat screen, the dtp goes 12 deep
writin’ code all in green, while u bustas sleep
virtual boy headset, wearin’ all black
cl-sses canceled by yo teachers cuz they all hacked
school’s out for summer, forever, no wonder
the clever computer runners is rearranging all the numbers
alice cooper can’t do it, but posse blazes through it
computer science degree, and all you haters stupid

you’re fifteen years of age, and you…uh…you pirate computer software by using a computer, and by using
the devices as we saw peter last tell us about in his report. why do you do it?

“well, ’cause…i think that software prices nowadays are very expensive…”



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