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Like the fire needs the air

I won't burn unless you're there

I need you

I need you to hate me

[ytcracker]

They knew me has a gunslinger

A mix-up kid former stick-up kid

Turned computer criminal

In the subliminal flash of the D.G. lifestyle

Mastered the art of the nerdy high-style

My keyboard: still the weapon I use

To amuse all my fans and computer crews

If you want to snipe me and stab my back

You better check around, watch your ass get hacked

No intoxicants

Trying to keep my head clear

Focus on my family and Marcus Year

What to do? LCD screens

Little icons

Squash all my beef

Let bygones be bygones

Hearts in it

Defend like Zone Alarm

Anyone who try to break me or do me harm

Still the man on these nets (nets)

Catch me in the wheel group like roulettes

For eternity questions will always arise

"Was ytc a legend, and will he ever die?"

Put a tie on it

Cause the answers yes

The next generation tattooed on my chest

When that torch is passed, believe you me

You don't want to be a groupie

Keep it moving

I start the game

Set trends and then I'll bounce

I'm going to leave without a trace

Secret unannounced

I used to be a child

Did childish things

A kid 17 in Colo' Springs

Grew up in the mix mainframes and Linux

Now you see me pushing 300 in your 6

Lost everything

Then clawed my way home

Harder rhymes are never coming out of my dome

A new man, cocooned and blooming

Stop drinking, now business booming

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Dying before my time: not my goal

Not by your hands and not my own

Refresh in my life, watch me roll

I still hustle

Pass to the present, we fast forward

To the man with nothing to do, but record

His thought that something's different

Now when he spits it, it seems like he gets it

That wake-up call

And dawn rises

Sun shines brightly now, no surprises

Formatted my head, relearn my self

New version: infinite health (yeah)

Catching that forest through those trees

Its hard when your mind bringing you to your knees

A prodigy, from the guilty generation

Now my destination is calling and I can keep it waiting

Don't want to stick guns in my mouth

Want to make it happen for my nerdy south

Want to see my daughter grow up and finish what I started

Hack every sysadmin that act retarded

See me old and gray

My Wikipedia clocking million hits a day

They read what I'm about

I put down that gun

Put my head in check

Live for number one

Now here I am rocking back and forth

Behind a white picket fence on my wooden porch

Called my grand kids, tell them "hack the planet"

Trading them phish is still a bad habit

Give you a taste of my future

Fair warning before I take the world and I root ya

Rm my logs and my history

Let you wonder ytcracker myth and mystery

The de facto status quo

Then they gdb you with my nerdcore flow

Lend me they ears from around they world

Then I flip the script like inverse Perl

And that's true