Aura Farmer(Raw Glitch Mix)

I don't play the game.

I break the code.

Total corruption.

Walked in the room. Silence.

Plus one thousand Aura.

Looked you in the eye. Violence.

Minus your whole Aura.

I don't lag. I don't glitch. I don't buffer.

I make the whole server suffer.

My stats are maxed. Your stats are weak.

I’m the glitch in the system that you can't speak.

Take the loot. Take the spot.

I’m taking everything you got.

System critical.

Warning.

Too much pressure.

Too much heat.

Delete. Delete. Delete.

I’m an Aura Farmer.

Harvesting the soul like a heavy armor.

Watch the numbers bleed.

Satisfy the greed.

Plus a million.

Infinite.

I’m rich.

You’re a glitch.

I’m the switch.

Stole the vibe. Stole the scene.

Cleanest kill you have ever seen.

Plus five thousand.

Reply to me? You better not.

You just lost the little bit of rep you got.

Minus one hundred thousand.

I’m farming the fear. I’m farming the clout.

Chewing you up and spitting you out.

My presence is heavy. The hardware is frying.

Stop trying. You’re dying.

Blue screen of death.

Take a breath.

It’s over.

Your file is corrupted.

My reign is uninterrupted.

Clip that.

I’m an Aura Farmer.

Harvesting the soul like a heavy armor.

Watch the numbers bleed.

It’s a different breed.

Jackpot.

Headshot.

Game Over.

You have been disconnected.

Permanently.

Touch grass.