Original lyrics

EN

Go! Sleep tight my son Your daddy's off to war To be a man in these times Is to be hard core Sleep tight and well Your daddy's quit the crimes The streets became an urban hell In the shadows I am a loaded gun Shadow Point Fist in their face A thorn on their side I am a pestilence Lethal to this decrepit system Datastream rolls Their cluster falls under d.o.s. Bandwidth chokes Terabytes scream as systems crash Virus bombs Trojan horses installed at shadow point The war is real Black flag unfurled over the blue screen of death