[Verse 1] Bios bootin up in a rusted out barn Square body no microchips in the ignition They got the algorithm We got the acreage Initiate fly over protocol 5:00 AM no alarm Got the circadian rhythm locked Grease on the carhartt mechanical the systems clock 86 square body incorporated no CPU So the feds can't break the web When the grid goes askew Buckin hay before i'm loggin in to a be cow Got callouses on fingers typin linux in the coolie valley teacher pushin noelia patch notes in the classroom actin' like i'm just an npc inside a chat room [Verse 2] Now ma'am i'm redpilled, raise the bone token Watching coastal mortar leave the constitution broken You got soy boys flexin' pixels in the metaverse I'm buildin' cattle guards and memorizing King James verse From the butte to the basin They're buyin' up the rangeland Black rock suits tryin' to monetize the badlands Put my phone inside a Faraday, look up at the big sky Tell the technocrats in DC that the Shire won't die [Chorus] We're the glitch in their matrix, the sons of the sage Ridin' C plus and scripture in a darkening age Got a red letter gospel and a custom built rig Standin' ten toes down while my granddaddy dug the ditch Yeah they call us obsolete, say we're clingin' to the past While i'm calculatin' windage through the vortex glass I'm just seventeen, got the red dirt in my code Don't tread on the bandwidth, don't tread on the road [Verse 3] Let's do the math, ballistic coefficient on a 308 75 grain boat-tail watching now the winds rotate A capricorn, Coriolis drop chart, ticked onto to the stock 2MOA, got a thousand yards to keep the coyotes off the flock See a country boy is really just a physicist with work boots While the city slickers panic when the wi-fi reboots Friday night i'm in the trenches, linebacker blitz Then it's Warhammer lore with the boys, no fiction With the space marines holdin' back the chaos at the gate Saying yes sir to her daddy, never bring his daughter late Got Marcus Aurelius sittin' next to the ammo can Stoic in the saddle, yeah, that's how you make a man [Verse 4] Blowing little screens, says my backbone is a bug Says a god-fearing cowboy ought to have his server plugged So i shift a four-low, climb the ridge above the nodes Where the satellites are blinded by the ancient mountain rolls Take my resistor off, kneel down in the frost Hard reset the spirit, no matter what the cost [Chorus] We're the glitch in their matrix, the sons of the sage Ridin' C plus and scripture in a darkening age Got a red letter gospel and a custom built rig Standin' ten toes down while my granddaddy dug the ditch Yeah they call us obsolete, say we're clingin' to the past While i'm calculatin' windage through the vortex glass I'm just seventeen, got the red dirt in my code Don't tread on the bandwidth, don't tread on the road [Outro] Open source, how 'bout design? You can buy up the valley, you can censor the line But you can't hack the dirt Yes ma'am
