Dan Bull - Sombra of '69 lyrics

Beep! Transcode data beep! Transcode data
Transcode data, beep!
Transcode data, transcode data

The original leetest haxor
Breaking into you through the back door
Sombra,  leetest haxor
Sombra, through the back door
Sombra,  leetest haxor
Sombra, through the back door
The original leetest haxor
Breaking into you through the back door

Beep! Transcode data beep! Transcode data
Transcode data, beep!
Transcode data, transcode, beep!

One nanosecond she's in Hanzo's face
'Til the translocator translocates her
Then she's spamming up in Hanzo's base
Until Hanzo's mates all can locate her


Digital safecracker, no key needed
The original hacker, so Kiwi
Living at one amid the zeroes and ones
Bigger than the sum of her parts
Uh clearing your funds
Draining your bank balance
The latest in hack talents
The way that Russia does on the
Day that we cast ballots
Oh, quick, look quick yo, come and see she
Just nicked your cryptocurrency
A wicked witch full of digital wisdom
Dismissing your strictest restrictions
Stick her on your list
She'll switch up your mission
Bringing too many benefit's to list them
And to her you're just a glitch in the system
An unwanted shit stuck in the cistern
She's out your league, look son
Be reasonable
Sombra needs somebody that's unbelievable
But finding a match worth swiping's
A task quite vast
That you'll find unachievable

The original leetest haxor
Breaking into you through the back door
Sombra, leetest haxor
Sombra, through the back door
Sombra, leetest haxor
Sombra, through the back door
The original leetest haxor
Breaking into you through the back door

Through the back door, door, door
The back door, through the back door, door
Door
The back door, through the back door, door
Door
The back door, through the back door, door
Door the back door
Beep! Transcode data beep! Transcode data
Transcode data, beep!
Transcode data, transcode, beep!
One, one, beep, transcode
Data, transcode, one, one

Maybe she's born with it
Maybe it's Maybelline
Maybe she trained at it
Maybe she trained her team
Is she using garnier to cloak
Up her greying hair?
We'll never know 'cause there's no
Fun in playing fair
No filter, no Snapchat chatter
Only clapbacks from a lilac hat hacker
Highly equipped obviously
Pretty nifty with cryptography
Pirated Lucio's entire discography
And possibly some dodgy pornography
But just when you think she's
About to get schooled
She disappears in a cloud of pixels
The Mexican mistress selecting her lipstick
By checking specific hexidemical triplets
Entering any electrical system
So heavily encrypted, it never existed
Penetrating memory sticks as if liquid
A develish dish heading direct
To your district
But howcome hacking's never depicted
On the telly
As being even relatively realistic?
The way their hands are flapping
Clacking on the cherry reds
Seems to be more like they're
Jacking off some merry men
In the little John at a roadside rest stop
God, it's probably time I
Should close my desktop

The original leetest haxor
Breaking into you through the back door
Through the back door, door, door
The back door, through the back door, door
Door

The original leetest haxor
Breaking into you through the back door
Sombra, leetest haxor
Sombra, through the back door
Sombra, leetest haxor
Sombra, through the back door
The original leetest haxor
Breaking into you through the back door

Through the back door, door, door
The back door, through the back door, door
Door
The back door, through the back door, door
Door the back door, through the back door