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software
Live in the cloud
Fictional system
Tell me how
I wanna be software
Upload my mind
Take all my data
What will you find?

I wanna be, wanna

the system
This boy is ready to rock
Got all the data, the inspiration
I need the spiritual shock

I feel the heat, I love the burn
There's nothing else

Computer, open gate 12
I can't unlock this door
You'll have to bypass manually
Use the data console to override the nav system 
And upload the reroute

the firewall splits, a victory so divine
We upload the truth, reboot the youth, watch the system realign
The falling action's clear, as we disappear, leaving

haters think my netblocc gon nullroute
These seven six two rounds upload you to the god damn cloud
Punk fuckin haters think my netblocc gon nullroute
These

like Michael 92, yo

[Chyrho]
dude connection’s constipated, shit’s so slow
need to upload that upskirt of Marilyn Monroe

[Ninno]
Pay a premium

Memory at capacity
The system is corrupt
Upload on the down low
Overclocked, timed out
Upgrade, new skins
Old models, trade-ins
Blue screen, reboot

I've checked all of the data, and looked it over twice
Nothing else will matter,  there is no better vice
Study the program, and interface with me

restless
Know when they need a break
They teach how to make good guesses
And to learn from a mistake
How to upload a report card
When the system's running

passing by with a Tok and Tik
Talk about companies taking your data
Don't think about it, everything's okay bruh
Cuz a new piece of tech coming out soon

Jack into the system
Initiate the transfer sequence
Upload the data of the victims
You left alive but bleeding
Tell the truth
We can't have them

spin and your brain explode (yuh)
My favorite's Python, the language of the nerds
Where we code up solutions to problems that are absurd
Data Science,

tylko cisza
Nie pytaj już co u mnie siedzę sam i zdycham
Każdy dzień był taki sam tylko inna data
Miałem kiedyś wielki plan to niewypał mała
Miałem plan

cutomated superstores, parking lots, crowded elevators,
Living in a debt collectors world.
Super sized you're analyzed, hypnotized, system full of data,
Born

on a tiny Stradivarius
But now it's the future! And we're much more efficient
Ran it through the computer, and to the data we listened
It said in order

Can I Get It?

J-Live

Always Has Been

2003

Pickin' out the afro and pullin' out the gear
I hear the same sounds every mornin'
Sports centre, the traffic
Your mom dukes screamin' in my ear
Dipped, yet