IP Address > Physical Address

[Verse 1] You got a mailing address? I got a server blade A digital monopoly that cannot be delayed You’re crying 'bout your borders, crying 'bout your soil While I’m uploading assets, reaping all the spoil I bought the geographic data, mapped it in the cloud Tokenized your homestead while you’re talking loud Your little piece of heaven is a data point to me I converted all your property to virtual equity No need for a deed, no need for a key When I own the domain names and the registry! [Chorus] IP Address greater than your Physical space! I’m deleting your tradition, leaving no trace! IP Address greater than your Physical land! The whole Hill Country is a code command! Log out of the river, log into the screen Your entire reality is run by machine! [Verse 2] Comal is on the porch, staring at the ground He doesn't even realize his town is unbound I put a firewall up around your local history Your old-school connection is a digital mystery I got the bandwidth, the fiber, the nodes Replacing your backroads with binary codes You think you own the banks of the riverbed? I own the server hosting everything you said A cloud-based buyout, a digital regime Hyper-Link is winning through a fiber-optic beam! [Chorus] IP Address greater than your Physical space! I’m deleting your tradition, leaving no trace! IP Address greater than your Physical land! The whole Hill Country is a code command! Log out of the river, log into the screen Your entire reality is run by machine! [Instrumental Break] (A 30-second chaotic glitch-hop breakdown featuring bitcrushed synths, dialing modems, and heavy cyber-trap drums to extend the track runtime) [Verse 3] I put the grid on the blockchain, minted the terrain Your actual presence is a financial drain No more physical meetups at the corner store Just a decentralized platform where I charge you more I’m cutting off the signal to your local pride Nowhere in the real world left for you to hide The analog lifestyle is completely dead and gone While my automated scripts are running until dawn I clicked "Select All" and I hit "Delete" Hyper-Link's network is finally complete! [Bridge] (Music drops to a rapid, glitchy digital ticking. Robotic error voice) System update required. Data migration successful. Local culture deleted. Error 404: Town not found. (Beat builds up with blistering digital hi-hat rolls) Delete the past! Clear the cache! [Chorus] IP Address greater than your Physical space! I’m deleting your tradition, leaving no trace! IP Address greater than your Physical land! The whole Hill Country is a code command! Log out of the river, log into the screen Your entire reality is run by machine! [Outro] (Sound of a computer powering down, followed by a sharp, repeating system error beep) Your physical reality has been overwritten, Comal. You're just a ghost in my network now. Disconnecting... Hyper-Link out. (Loud digital static pop cutting to complete silence) [END], [END], [END]...