YTCracker - Ghost Gobbling lyrics

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YTCracker - Ghost Gobbling lyrics

It's that be ghosting, get your head bobbing Neighborhood robbing, pill-popping goblin Otherwise known as the dirtiest nerdcore emcee But I prefer to be referred to as the first DG The first one who ran it all, cross-coordination VMware of the game so stop your hating Regarded as the hardest geekster artist And it's going to me that takes this game the farthest Hot off the presses, you know who the best is Hack all your clusters and leave all the messes Last, I'll remove your directory tree If you ever want to step in the sector with me I'll take out your honeypot, nectar my bee Computer crime in the first degree Ain't no stranger to jail or danger And I swap them bits like a bus exchanger My electronics slam like gonix While I go slam sixty gin and tonics Stay up through the night slam a couple volts Slam on your box say it ain't my fault I ain't mr cool but I still rep a fist of bucks The net's Eastwood deluxe Loaded and branded the nerdrap tux Ducking the feds in the jet-black trucks I ain't in the club if I'm not the boss And the cameras they flashing like old CMOS And when I'm tomcatting it up in my ride Catch me with window down screaming nerd pride Protecting my drive, yeah they call me SMART Banging the bits like you old UART If you don't do it big don't bother to do it I'm old school like [?] druids Started as a fledging, nerd avenging All the times of injustice need tending Nerds on my block see the future pending Cause it's all about us, now we're rescinding Don't cross my partners and quit pretending Cause you ain't my level boy you ain't contending Yeah all your raps are slightly offending Obviously nerdcore needs some amending Cross my posse, we box like moxie Even when we compress, we ain't lossy Shellcode in my payload, chat using a-mode Stick to a mark like he got J. Lo SoftIce progs and I set breakpoints Soft-ice fools and I break they joints Crack these progs with hex-e patches Crack they heads with my s**y matches You know my verse is You know what the worst is? I hate waiting like pipeline burst kits Put in my work now I want my dessert Tested at exams and I earned my cert My certificate of a nurga hustling Maxed on the grind while you sipped on 'tussin Watch me grab mics and this nerd be busting sh** that stank I mean like dusting (dusting) So as I gobble this genre down Eating like cake up at lazy town I'm a g-host and I keep the crown King of the nerdrap pound-for-pound Shell-reily up on the sonics Hacking that fat geek philharmonic United the clans try to chop my neck When a nurga on the beach like Gregory Peck

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