Inspired by a woman and a book, Garret
The Hacker Vodka Used Dells and HP notebooks Routers and switches Gateways and sniffers Kvm boxes and multi real-time data shows My booty is plenty No one knows the white mask of mist They only know some monies are amiss Bots and trojans and loggers too Tools of the trade As the cash is readily piled and made 2 million bit coins 400 million Yuan 786 billion rubles, there goes Putin’s new dawn From Monaco to Luxembourg to Timbuktu I have all the cash Stolen from even mighty criminals too Now I partake in my biggest heist The crown jewels you can all keep and gaze My prize is of more value, I shall hack all the days I trace ip’s, and wires and protocols Searching for patterns and rhythms and single heart beats I shall not ever accept any defeat I sit in my chair, monitors a plenty Scanning and routing, probing and poking Kilobytes and packets of data my way Slowly, I shall hack into the device I wish to sway Bingo, I got it, I think I am in Pacemaker number 24-25-poet-of-things I now control the beat of her heart As I reprogram her love from here to the start Pumping away, verses that sway I shall now control her hearts desires of spring love in May Captured her heart Now I hold it in prisons enclave To ancient romances and poetic rhymes I know I am guilty of loves worst crime However now I know her heart is all mine I shall make it beat for eternity So that the kiss I shall give on her sweet lips Will be smiles held forever and a day I hacked her heart And I like it this way!
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