Night Terror YTCracker

Slow wailing of the sirens
In the distance I gather the courage to gather my things
The clocks ticking
Grab a backpack see what will fit in
Cuz I'm sitting on a bunch of dirty shit and I can't flush it
Main tractop clamshelled
Grab a few G's and USB keys from the spam well
Swiftly picking through the inventory
In my fifth story apartment building at five in the morning

Beat it down the wet metal stairs
Of this rickety fire escape with my bag full of warez
Make my high-tops skywalk and I land on the sidewalk
Glance over my shoulder as I sprint to the station
And I don't have a clue which agency might be chasing me
I just hit the road when I thought they were tracing me
Logging packets from an unknown source
Now I'm running through this obstacle course

Signature whipping of helicopter blades spinning
Quickly close on my location the information is good
Probably pass on paranoia or just call it coincidence
But this incident in particular got me feeling different
Cause its obvious pursuit is in play -
Every noise I hear converging on me trying to conclude my day
A spotlight from the heavens confirming this is a raid
And these agents of the state are trying to take me away