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Vox, ted, bitch give head.
TCP talks to the feds.
Used to swat inside my home, but figured i should fuck those hoes.
Backbox overload, dont like to fuck with linux bro.
If you hit my website though be 50 gigs to drop the flow.
Said he gonna post my dox and laugh at all my boys.
I said "big mans, make your big plans but you still ride fuck toys!"
You got ddos, you aint Rick Ross, you dont make any bands.
I said dont run your mouth bitch or youre sure to catch these hands.

chilphil

Munching on bars, like im munching chips, fuck her in a car, then i nibble on her tits, put it in her arse, get that shit dick, when she screams too loud i feed her white sticks *xanax*. 

Stealing niggas hos, fuck that pussy then i dip, 17 in the clip, got my hand on my hip, got a twitchy finger tip, ready for the trigger 'click'.

Tec 5 to protect u more. What u gonna do when they flying through ur door? 
Gonna fire back or u gonna hit the floor?
y'll a bunch of pussy boiiis...

drilla

I Get Groovy

---Traverse---
i . traverse . remote . directories
i'm lookin for the loot - rootshells in my trajectory
i hit the traceroute - hoppin vlans that stay close to me 
permissions transmute - fuck the logs and clear the history 
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yes i still got traumatic files stuck up in my memory
not a day goes by that i don't think about killin enemies
none of these pussy boys, script kiddies, or thots will be kin to me
i'm ridin round town with a god damn felony
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mr. no permit still keep it concealed when i ride
no longer trappin - cause these machines they will provide
money to the science needed for dreams to survive
she wanna love me - but i'm fuckin dead inside
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yeah i'm dying slowly - i don't really think it matter
its fucc the otha side - these mothafuckas dyin faster
i'm layin low - lurkin - and i'm listenin to chatter
distribute payloads with a loader and a packer 
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powershell send a stain straight to hell
i listen to the packets - stackin up the intel
please don't bang my line - don't call my cell
i'm movin real quiet - i ain't ringin no bells
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yeah i move silently - cause humans like to lie to me
the nerdy hoodrat of the DG dynasty
stay with the space piracy - exterminate the rivalry
AK - no AR - cause that shit go boom reliably 
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imma buy in - i don't sell out
try not to throw stones in a glass house
triangulate a snitch with a computer mouse
i mastermind the way that all these packets route
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fuck the clout - i do it for survival
and not for the money or the bullets up in my rifle
i'm tryn'ta make sure that my death will meet a late arrival
when i find myself fighting demons - stuck up in a spiral
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traverse

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still so much to learn but i'm feelin like the big homie
ridin round with a fully loaded boom stick on me
they doin recon on me and the ones around me
eyes stay open when dirty demons surround me
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prayin to the spamgod they don't test my fuckin boundaries
the shit we doin - man it ain't for bug bounties
i might pull creds on a whole damn county
proxychains got my shell stayin so bouncy
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i don't watch TV - i sit back - and watch cowrie
hijack a box - patch the hole - like howdy
- its me - ya new best friend
show me the way that you planned to get these ends
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you better watch real close how these packets bend
before your eyes - defense turn to offense
remove the voltage limiter and multiply these threads
might fuck around and see how fast this malware spreads
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demons never leave - they are only contained
i feel pain everywhere that these teardrops rained
if i see ya creepin - scan ya whole  netblocc range
might turn a datacenter to a netblocc stain
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who the fuck is you - i never found out the answer
fuck around and find out with these OS INT scanners
fuzz a port and listen real close to the answers
   -- -- hold me closer tiny dancer -- --
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doctah innanet removin tumors full of cancer
redirectin foes to my pawtnuhs: Snare & Tanner
shoutout tpot - elastic stack with enhancers
tcp.direct and still the queed squad commander
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as . i . ride . slow
tell me, do you want to know how it feels to die slow?
the . pain . in . my . soul
flows deep - watch it creep - when my eyes low
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as . i . ride . slow
tell me, do you want to know how it feels to die slow?
the . pain . in . my . soul
flows deep - see em creep - and we fly low
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