[Intro: Edward George]
Now, flash forward two hundred years into the future
Next figure

[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
Fresh new skin for the avatar
Just plugged in to the boulevard
Booted up, suited, baby you's a star
Blew a few amps, threw it to the car
No new friends, but the crew can mob
The ice blue tennis shoe, make 'em ooh and ah
Too smooth attitude with the coolest mods
They lose screws in the groups for the fuselage
Slide through, ride smooth, like a n*** massage
Mind loose, truth is a beautiful mirage
Find clues, might lose all the cool visage
Better keep it fine-tuned to the rules involved
Collect tools, that's the move till you use 'em all
No kung-fu, you could Matrix through the walls
That shit true, but the new hackers screw the calls
A better set up make unelevated fools dissolve, ooh-wee
Finna make the news with the level up, see
Settle all the dues and get metaled up, squeeze
Biters catch the cool from the metal nuts, deez
Easy, everything you need is in the breeze
Pixelated wind 'bout a hundred and ten
It's just code, know your ones and your ohs
And you can win, flip language, it's all the same
Mouthpiece the foundation of game
Talk code to 'em
[Interlude: Edward George]
Another hoodlum, another bad-boy scavenger poet figure
He's called a data thief
The data thief is told a story
If you can find the crossroads
A crossroads, this crossroads
If you can make an archeological dig into this crossroads

[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs]
From the coffin he reside, just a matter of time
Slip him a derm of Blue Nine
And let that jockey ride on 'em, ride on 'em, ride on 'em
Fletcher on the side, bet it be a homicide on him
Put five on 'em
Either that or get the three and nine on 'em
Touring twelve, once you on that shit you deified
Get you realigned
Razorgirl out there looking fine
Jack off and you fine
Jack in and she cut you erry time
That new romance a good drug, so
That judo stance to flip love, though
Them nouveau lights, they do buzz low
Keep it on two more nights to hit Ludlow
Or Dubai, you water to the firewall
Lotta dollars dropping and who more proper to find 'em all?
All the watchers clockin', it ain't an options to fight 'em off
Rock the balaclava and chop the block like a miter saw
[Interlude: Edward George]
You'll find fragments, techno fossils
And if you could put those elements, those fragments together
You'll find the code
Crack that code
And you'll have the keys to your future

[Verse 3: Daveed Diggs]
Keep it on at least three hundred
Wanna see these hundreds
Baby drop that code on G
All up in the PC frontin', but it don't mean nothin'
'Less you talk that code, don't speak
'Cause they gon' see you comin'
If they hear you mumblin'
That weak shit on your street
Won't no one believe your stuntin'
So you best not stutter
When you talk that code, ooh-wee
Keep it on at least three hundred
Wanna see these hundreds
Baby drop that code on G
All up in the PC frontin', but it don't mean nothin'
'Less you talk that code, don't speak
'Cause they gonna see you comin'
If they hear you mumblin'
That weak shit on your street
Won't no one believe your stuntin'
So you best not stutter
When you talk that code, ooh-wee