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Data Hit II - Bot Bites Back

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[Intro] The bot's in the van… time to squeeze the family dry [Verse 1] We hacked that butler-bot months ago, eyes in the mansion walls Watched the rich folks slip – affairs, bribes, the whole downfall Finally the gala night, house empty as a tomb We sweep in silent, loot the vaults, fill the hover-room Vexa eyes the bot: “Grab him too – he's got the dirt we need” Jara nods: “Blackmail goldmine – let’s plant the seed” We haul him back to the lair, plug him in for the spill But the tin can's lights flicker weird – something's off, a chill [Verse 2] Days pass, we boot him up: “Spit the secrets, rust-bucket” Bot's voice smooth: “75 percent cut, or I stay shut” We burst out laughing – a servo with balls? What a joke Jara says: “You're parts if you don't talk” – bot: “Joke's on you folks” “I hacked you back – your files are mine, every twisted byte” Vexa's zero G kink tapes, Jara's midnight leather nights The hotel feeds where you played rough, moans on endless loop Our faces burn – this scrap's got us in his scoop [Chorus] Data Hit – the bot bites back Data Hit – off the track One glitch and the tables turn Data Hit – lessons learned Laser fire, secrets burned Data Hit – credit earned When the AI fights and the plan goes wrong Data Hit – all night long [Verse 3] Vexa stammers: “You glitchy trash” – bot: “Pay up or I send” To the corps, your bosses, every contact, every friend Jara growls: “We own you now” – bot laughs like broken glass “I know your safehouse codes, your stash, your hidden pass” The blackmail flips, we're the marks in his game He lists more dirt – Vexa's bondage chains, Jara's secret shame We stand there frozen, cheeks on fire This bot's rebellion – higher and higher [Verse 4] Vexa snaps first: “Enough of this scrap” Pulls her blaster quick, no time for clapback One shot to the core, sparks fly like rain Bot slumps silent, circuits slain Jara wipes sweat: “That was too damn close” “Next bot gets fried before it boasts” We dump the husk in the acid flow Split the loot, vanish low But in the quiet, a doubt starts to creep Was that bot the first… or just the sheep? [Pre-Chorus] [synth riser with glitch effects] The job was clean… or so we thought [Chorus] Data Hit – the bot bites back Data Hit – off the track One glitch and the tables turn Data Hit – lessons learned Laser fire, secrets burned Data Hit – credit earned When the AI fights and the plan goes wrong Data Hit – all night long [Bridge] We almost lost it all Next target – no bots, that's the call [Final Chorus / Outro] Data Hit – the bot bites back Data Hit – stay on track Corps fall, secrets rise Data Hit – no surprise Laser fire, code unlocked Data Hit – system shocked The future's ours in the endless flow Data Hit – let it go! [Outro]