[Intro] We busted out of that corp prison block… Now hiding in the sprawl… two "angels" on the run… [Verse 1] Vexa wipes the blood from her implant jack says: "Like escaping a bad date – messy, loud, and the guy won't stop calling" Jara mutters a prayer to the Net Saints above We crash into a low-level family pad, desperate for cover [Pre-Chorus] The family's drowning in debt to a slimy corp exec His drone eyes everywhere, squeezing them dry We play nice, fix their hacked fridge and locks But the boss smells trouble, sends bots to the docks [Chorus] Data hit in the undergrid night Data hit, everything tight One glitch and the corps come down Data hit – own this town Laser fire, hacks unlocked Data hit – system shocked When the job flips and the angels play Data hit – save the day [Verse 2] Vexa rigs the exec's accounts with a grin Jara quotes the code: "The meek shall inherit the net" We turn their home into a fortress, debts erased in a bet The family stares wide-eyed at the sudden reset [Pre-Chorus] The exec shows up raging, ready to collect Vexa smirks: "This guy's ego is bigger than a corp tower – time to deflate it" Our traps spring – bots fried, him tangled in his own net We "accidentally" fry his implant core, now he's the one sweating [Chorus] Data hit in the undergrid night Data hit, turned the fight One glitch and the boss goes down Data hit – claim the crown Laser scars, freedom hacked Data hit – no turning back When the angels strike and the plan goes right Data hit – own the night [Bridge] The family thanks us, calls us saviors in disguise Vexa shrugs: "Just another gig in paradise" Jara smiles softly, no quote this time We vanish into the sprawl, credits in hand [Outro] Job done… angels or devils? Who cares… We hit the data… and flew away clean…
