“Cracka’s Paradise” [possible satire]
Introduction ¶
This is a geek parody of Coolio’s “Gangsta’s Paradise”. It’s still incomplete and rather lame, but you may still enjoy it.
Lyrics ¶
As I surf through the cable of the shadow of death,
I take a look at my quota and realise there’s none left.
Cause I’ve been hacking and slashdotting so long, that
even my admin thinks that my mind is gone.
But I ain’t never port-scanned a guy that didn’t deserve it.
He be treated like a cyberpunk, you know that’s unheard of.
You better watch how you ytalking and where you surfing,
or you and your newbies might be tracerouted.
I really hate to strip, but I went out of scope,
As they croak() I see myself in the circuit smoke, fool!
I’m the kinda G the little newbies wanna be like.
On my knees in the night,
sayin’ prayers in the screen-light
Been spending most our lives,
living in a Cracka’s Paradise.
Been spending most our lives,
living in a Cracka’s Paradise.
Keep spending most our lives,
living in a Cracka’s Paradise
Keep spending most our lives,
living in a Cracka’s Paradise.
Tell me why are we,
so near-sighted to see,
that the ones we hack,
are you and me?
Copyright and Licence ¶
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