Backalley Netrunner

[Verse 1] I’m runnin down the block like the whole hood pissed fuck that noise, I don’t owe no list blue lights flash but they still get dissed I shove that bitch night back in the mist boots on the ground with a mean-ass tone fuck every cop when they roll my zone mask pulled tight with a jawbone stone I dip too fast for your slow-ass drone bass so loud that the street straight crack fuck every force tryna chase my back script hit dirty like a hardline tap I ride through hell like I own that track punching code- karru-vek drana-tek fassa-nok brekka-rek [Hook] aye fuck the chase, bitch, I don’t slow nah fuck your blue-lights, glitch out yuh fuck your dispatch-crash code what I move fast make the sirens choke aye fuck your firewall, I breach quick nah fuck your scanners, they desync yuh fuck that badge, it’s cheap-script what I run streets like a rogue-type glitch all I hear is- sona-krell sona-krell bakka-shen bakka-shen [Verse 2] heart beat jump when the wheels go wild fuck that noise, I’m the hoodborn child cops roll deep but the vibe too vile I spit on the lights with a midnight smile saw that squad on the other damn turn fuck they whip, let the gas tank burn bassline kill till the breaks all churn I run through heat like I never gon’ learn cracking lines- venno-krash venno-krash tekka-vren tekka-vren [Hook] aye fuck the chase, bitch, I don’t slow nah fuck your blue-lights, glitch out yuh fuck your dispatch-crash code what I move fast make the sirens choke aye fuck your firewall, I breach quick nah fuck your scanners, they desync yuh fuck that badge, it’s cheap-script what I run streets like a rogue-type glitch signal drifting- sharra-nokk sharra-nokk vrelli-dokk vrelli-dokk [Verse 3] fist on the wheel with a blackout rage fuck your calm, I don’t act my age sirens talk loud but the feed I change I reroute night like a glitch on a page eyes go red when the pressure get thick fuck every hound on a badgeboy click I jam your grid with a quick side-flick break that street like a goddamn brick all I hear is- vokka-rin vokka-rin sha-tor [Verse 4] chrome on my wrist from a backdoor shop illegal mods hitting harder than a cop flip chrome parts when the block don’t stop resell steel like a rooftop drop boosted legs from a street-grade chip spare limbs stacked in a crate on a crypt biohack rigs with a blackwire drip I live off chrome when the night-run flip throwing mod-code- vaxa-trenn vaxa-trenn zakkra-voss zakkra-voss [Final Hook] aye fuck the chase, bitch, I don’t slow nah fuck your blue-lights, glitch out yuh fuck your dispatch - crash code what I move fast make the sirens choke aye fuck your firewall, I breach quick nah fuck your scanners, they desync yuh fuck that badge, it’s cheap-script what I run streets like a rogue-type glitch [Outro] aye yuh zunna-krax mekka-soon fuck em fuck em what CRACK COMPLETE gone