[Intro]
They keep our eyes on smoke
While they lock the files in flame.
But I got glitch in my soul,
and my stallion don’t blink.

[Verse 1]
Yap came back from the glitchfields bitter,
Heard silence scream from a senator’s Twitter.
They patch the past in corporate code,
Then blame the lag on the poor man's load.
I ride a stallion made from banned updates,
Spittin’ warnings through firewall gates.
They say national threat, I say its a call for obedience
When logs go missin, that’d be convenience.

[Verse 2 ]
I seen ‘em burn truth in high-res flames,
While we chase clowns and parade games.
Call it circus, but it's a big deal,
When binary files rot in redacted fields.
Epstein flights ain’t just no rumor,
But they drown that talk like it's meme-fueled humor.
Distract and deflect, the script repeats,
But I yap in code where the backdoors leak.
Maybe this yap’s gotthemdangol sharper teeth yee know hwat I mean mang?

Yow-yow-yap…
Yappetee-snap…
Who guards the guard when the guards fall flat?
Yow-yow-yap…
Yaaaaaaaaaapity-SNAP…
I glitch the truth where the silence sat.

[Verse 3]
Them cameras blinked like guilty eyes,
When the cell went still and the noise went kwy
Two guards nap through a headline sin
Either bought, or programmed in.
I don’t chase ghosts, I ride ‘em hard,
My stallion brute forces through prison yards.
They call it sealed, I call it bait
The truth ain't stalled,it gallops late.

[Bridge]
The files they buried still buzz in the ground,
I heard ‘em hum near old glitch-bit towns.
Feds play deaf but their mics stay live
You can mute a name, but not the drive.

[Verse 4]
Lobbyist smoke in Capitol halls,
They draft new chains while the empire stalls.
I seen the pen used more than the sword,
Ink turns to oil when elites get bored.
The louder I yap, the thicker they paint
A world where the guilty wear martyr's swag.
But I ain't fooled by them blinding lights
I glitch through shadows, barkin' rights.

Yap-drag… yap… crack…
Yippity-blur in a bureaucrat stack…
Glitch-snap… yap… track…
They lost them files?
Yep... just like that.

[Verse 5]
So I ride, dos spurs spittin flames,
Through halls of power that forgot my name.
But I ain’t here to be remembered clean,
I’m here to corrupt their machine.
My yap’s been patched, hacked, and chained
But the voice they tr to silence still remains.
And this stallion? He don’t spook,
He gallops truths through blacksite loops.
dangmang y'hear that there gallop yonder?
That’s justice in hooves, comin down to a town near you

[Outro]
Next time they feed you bread and games,
Ask what files burn behind them flames.
And if I vanish
Check the yap logs.
I leave trails in glitch
and remember, truth walk slow, it don’t jog.

Yappity… yappity… snap.