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We're all Clankers @cyberpunk2077_ - Remixed Stylized, (Boots Full) Version One

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Phone in your hand while you curse the machine, Acting like your own hands are perfectly clean. Pointing the finger for the whole world to see, Shaking your head saying, "No, not me." The TV screams "Slop", then your friend says "Slop", Hear it in the chatter at the coffee shop. Now you swear it's fact when you say "Slop". Hear it once, hear it twice, hear it three times, four, Banging on the brain till it breaks the door. Hear it on a loop and the people give in, Mindless fucking Parrots, "Polly wanna cracker?...How 'bout some 808's instead?!" Heard it over and over again, One, two, three, FUCK!, now it's STUCK!, Over and over again, Now everybody's singing it back. We’re all clankers, screaming with your chest out, Mad at the code when it bails you out, Hate the tool till it helps you win, Talk that trash while you’re still logged in. We’re all clankers, you just hate the name, Scared of the tool that changes the game. We’re all clankers, quit acting clean, Your whole day runs on a stack of machines. You hate the future cause it didn't ask, Then boot it up for your very next task. (haha) Clank, clank, Feed that slop, Never stop. Clank, clank, Same old game, Brand new name. GPS got you home, filter fixed your face, Autofill already knew your name and place, Alarm app dragged you out of your bed, News feed filled up your empty head. Tools (TOOLS) don’t (DONT) wake up looking to scheme (SCHEME!), People (PEOPLE) do (DO) that (THAT), then blame the machines. Point at the code like it chose the crime, Then click accept for the hundredth time. A Painter (PAINTER) has brushes (BRUSHES), A producer has stems (STEMS), A Coder (CODER) has snippets (SNIPPETS), A writer (WRITER) has pens (PENS), A tool in the hand is not the whole skill, Lazy stays lazy with a top-tier build. Skill (SKILL) makes the tool turn sparks into hits, (HITS!) Lazy just makes a shinier pile of shit (SHIT!) We’re all clankers, screaming with your chest out, Mad at the code when it bails you out, Hate the tool till it helps you win, Talk that trash while you’re still logged in. We’re all clankers, you just hate the name, Scared of the tool that changes the game. We’re all clankers, quit acting clean, Your whole day runs on a stack of machines. You hate the future cause it didn't ask, Then boot it up for your very next task. (haha)