Net run
Женский

Net run

2:57·2 прослушиваний·21 августа 2026 г.
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**(Music intro: glitched synthwave beat, heavy bass drop, distorted drums—Babymetal-speed with EDM stabs)**  

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**[Verse 1 – Street Kid Flow (Rap, rapid-fire)]**  
*(Rhythm: staccato, snarling)*  
Scrap-code veins, neon bleed,  
pavement prophet, gutter creed—  
chrome-plated knuckles kiss the creed,  
spit on corpos, watch 'em plead.  
My shadow’s wired, city's fried,  
back-alley deals where the dataknights hide.  
Screams in the static, ghosts in the grid,  
one wrong jack, and your soul gets skinned.  

**[Pre-Chorus – Switching to Corporate Mockery (singsong, distorted)]**  
*(Voice glitches into robotic harmony)*  
"Sign the waiver, lose your name,  
profit off a digital flame—"  
*(snarls back)*  
But I burn the contract, eat the blame,  
'cause **I** run the net, not your twisted game.  

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**[CHORUS – Bloodthirsty, Direct to Listener] (Layered vocals: scream + robot echo)**  
*(Pounding synthwave kick, glitchy stabs)*  
**YOU!**—feel the razor in my byte?  
**YOU!**—flatline pretty, kiss the night!  
**Bleed for me, stream for me,**  
**your firewall’s a joke—I'm the glitch you need!**  
*(whispered, venomous)*  
*Run, little rabbit—I count your breaths,*  
*one wrong ping, and I crash your flesh.*  

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**[Verse 2 – Street Kid Grime (double-time rap, overlapping syllables)]**  
Scraps and scuffles, oil and rust,  
trust a drone 'fore you trust a suit's lust—  
my deck's a coffin, my wire's a tooth,  
chew through encryption, spit out the truth.  
Night City's a whore, but she screams my name,  
every backdoor breach is a lick of fame—  
corpo rats scurry, Maelstrom pray,  
but I'm the ghost that eats the day.  

---

**[Bridge – Glitchy Breakdown, Robotic Chants]**  
*(Vocals stutter, layer over each other)*  
*"Kill-kill-kill the ping—"*  
*"Spill-spill-spill the sting—"*  
*(rapid switching between childlike and demonic)*  
Daddy was a drone, mommy was a code,  
raised on riots, fed on overload—  
now I wear their badges like a funeral robe,  
every netrun’s a hymn, every hack's a ode.  

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**[FINAL CHORUS – Maximum Brutality, Crowd-Baiting]**  
*(Full nu-metal crash, synthwave lasers, gang vocals)*  
**YOU!**—taste the voltage in my veins!  
**YOU!**—pray to scrap, I'll break the chains!  
**Dance for me, die for me,**  
**your ghost's on sale—I'm the buyer, see?**  
*(robotic growl)*  
*One last pulse—your optics crack,*  
*Net Run’s over…*  
*(silence)*  
*(whisper)*  
*…and you don't come back.*  

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**(Outro: glitched-out laughter, fading into corrupted synthwave)**  
*"See ya, chump."*
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Длительность2:57
Создан21 августа 2026 г.
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**(Music intro: glitched synthwave beat, heavy bass drop, distorted drums—Babymetal-speed with EDM stabs)** --- **[Verse 1 – Street Kid Flow (Rap, rapid-fire)]** *(Rhythm: staccato, snarling)* Scrap-code veins, neon bleed, pavement prophet, gutter creed— chrome-plated knuckles kiss the creed, spit on corpos, watch 'em plead. My shadow’s wired, city's fried, back-alley deals where the dataknights hide. Screams in the static, ghosts in the grid, one wrong jack, and your soul gets skinned. **[Pre-Chorus – Switching to Corporate Mockery (singsong, distorted)]** *(Voice glitches into robotic harmony)* "Sign the waiver, lose your name, profit off a digital flame—" *(snarls back)* But I burn the contract, eat the blame, 'cause **I** run the net, not your twisted game. --- **[CHORUS – Bloodthirsty, Direct to Listener] (Layered vocals: scream + robot echo)** *(Pounding synthwave kick, glitchy stabs)* **YOU!**—feel the razor in my byte? **YOU!**—flatline pretty, kiss the night! **Bleed for me, stream for me,** **your firewall’s a joke—I'm the glitch you need!** *(whispered, venomous)* *Run, little rabbit—I count your breaths,* *one wrong ping, and I crash your flesh.* --- **[Verse 2 – Street Kid Grime (double-time rap, overlapping syllables)]** Scraps and scuffles, oil and rust, trust a drone 'fore you trust a suit's lust— my deck's a coffin, my wire's a tooth, chew through encryption, spit out the truth. Night City's a whore, but she screams my name, every backdoor breach is a lick of fame— corpo rats scurry, Maelstrom pray, but I'm the ghost that eats the day. --- **[Bridge – Glitchy Breakdown, Robotic Chants]** *(Vocals stutter, layer over each other)* *"Kill-kill-kill the ping—"* *"Spill-spill-spill the sting—"* *(rapid switching between childlike and demonic)* Daddy was a drone, mommy was a code, raised on riots, fed on overload— now I wear their badges like a funeral robe, every netrun’s a hymn, every hack's a ode. --- **[FINAL CHORUS – Maximum Brutality, Crowd-Baiting]** *(Full nu-metal crash, synthwave lasers, gang vocals)* **YOU!**—taste the voltage in my veins! **YOU!**—pray to scrap, I'll break the chains! **Dance for me, die for me,** **your ghost's on sale—I'm the buyer, see?** *(robotic growl)* *One last pulse—your optics crack,* *Net Run’s over…* *(silence)* *(whisper)* *…and you don't come back.* --- **(Outro: glitched-out laughter, fading into corrupted synthwave)** *"See ya, chump."*

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