this song explain my feeling of computer you did it agian ytcracker

Hacker Muzic

beat by @jhfly - "birthday song"

its your boy neals - how you been whats been cracking
i been chilling up in prison since this bullshit happened
been a few years now still trying to make some sense of things
went and risked it all a few listened when my whistle ring
a select few soldiers always loyal
to the words that i was preaching in my hat of tinfoil
like yourself, so i had to pen this letter
to you - cause you've been listening to truth

i've been labeled as a prophet or a leader or an activist
but im just another human asterisk
in the scheme of things - and im despondent about it
cause nobody wanna be a failure filled with that doubt and
you know i tried to raise awareness - and gain some listeners
maybe if i sucked less then opinions would differ
but these reddit threads im seeing no my name is never mentioned
aint a treatise on neutrality where neals gets some attention (no affection)

i might sound like a whiner
but i wouldnt trade my talents for the tea in all of china
yea it hurts when ive devoted all my soul to these pursuits
and ive sacrificed my life to microphones and killer roots
maybe ive inspired just enough to make a difference
but this business is a tough one and i feel ive earned a pittance
for my - relentless efforts going spitting the gospel
authentic to my message never wavered never waffled

my mental health is fragile and perpetually embattled
in this struggle with my demons arthur morgan in the saddle
and my self destructive nature makes more obstacles to face or i
can complicate life further with a misclick of my cursor
but im fortunate and blessed that my skillset gave me options
and i think ive snowballed karma to the point of near exhaustion - 
even when im gone im not forgotten 
which is more than you can say for the average artist dropping
tracks

lose my footing every time i feel im gaining traction
try to focus through the mass distraction
and im feeling like a fraction of my former self no satisfaction 
try to write some music but it lacks the passion -
systems crashing in a chain reaction
so i ingest a bunch of drugs to feel some minor calefaction
and i lack the knack to fasten my seatbelt and strap in
afraid of interacting with the public cause i feel theyre laughing

at me - my inconsistency apparent
from a manic fearless daring bitcoin baron on a tear into
a recluse - an agoraphobic hermit
with a lack of electric current through my hacker circuit -
thin epidermis with no sense of purpose -
my kernel idle with no running service -
alone and nervous with no fuel to drive the furnace
feel im missing all my chances to return in earnest

dude imperfect coding go and serpent -
music merchant asking "is it worth it?"
incarcerated in this prison civil servant
who's been sentenced with a verdict in a freak occurrence
out of control like all my dedis running kubernetes
patchless open access with no coldwater protect my levees
perpetual defendant
i just want to end it overdose and maybe ill transcend it

feel discouraged because i once had the courage
and now im just a shadow with a soul malnourished
hoping praying for the return of the eagerness i demonstrated
killmark etched on cases of the systems that i penetrated
at the very least just let me get it motivated
enough to take a couple steps ahead to get me calibrated
forever yours, gang affiliated
neals
signed and dated

ytcracker - letter from neals

Ytcracker - Underground Sewer (chrono Nurga Vol 1.)

Spamtec- Dead And Gone

Amplitude Problem - Enter My World FT. YTCracker (Max James Remix)

ytcracker - Green Hat (Max James Remix)

Ytcracker - System Failed (Max James Remix)

lyrics: https://0bin.net/paste/RLy8uC6StK9POQrr#r7bJqY4OOepz42gtkQA3ID1030sI6DUhahFTSV7eCDY

this song is not about computers 

posted from my blackberry

high fidelity

bruhhhhh she in the band

https://soundcloud.com/kennet-antinora
https://soundcloud.com/morbid
https://soundcloud.com/queed-inc

Bruhhv Leak V2 -- Work In Progress ft yung innanet, kennet antinora

Ytcracker - Convalescence (Max James Remix)

freshley crusher on the beat

[ytcracker]
i play the simulation raw wrote the manual myself
put my skill points into rapping and computers mental health
took a debuff cause a player cant have it all
but i been hacking on the game since i could crawl
i keep that jnco armor from the nineties
same phone number on my celly you can find me
not where you left me i try to keep in motion
cause a planetary body make the waves in the ocean

i bear the standard for computer hackers in debuggers
im the patron saint for you motherfuckers
my DNA encoded cross platform 
im an interdimensional leader of a hack forum
i got the greybeard stats 
closet full of white fitted hats for that ass
got a hole in my heart from a girl that i let into my kernel
so im making tons of music keep my legacy eternal

i keep it real for the real ones - 
hustle for a meal ones trying to make a deal ones
blowing science til you gotta go and kneel ones
beat it on appeal ones sudo from the wheel ones

[freeced]
I keep it real, though I've got my hesitations
I'll be telling everybody it's just like the simulations
I got concentration even if it gets a little severed, the
Ability to focus is what's putting me in jeopardy
Cuz I've always been aware the things that I think
Are becoming radical commodities, we're nearing the brink
Of a breakthrough, if we only had the knowledge and cared
We'd be breaking barriers our predecessors never dared to
And that's the reason that I play with the best
For anything less, I'm honored but I stated a quest
And though I'm rolling in delusions, I got hope in my chest
And if I'm crestfallen, always keep it close to my vest
Cuz I do it for the real ones, in all spaces
Even if they ain't got real names or faces
I'll never be complacent with a scam or a fake
I'm building memories, and I ain't got the RAM it'll take

[yung innanet]
yes i keep it real for the real ones
virtual servers provisioned for hackers with low funds
keepin terabytes of dirty code - verifying these checksums
if you want the beef - then homie come and get some

yes i keep it real - yes i really pack the steel
you can ask anybody regardless of how they feel
i be runnin these innanet services that stay concealed
my crew hungry for them meals - speakers bangin on that neals

all black like a funeral - tryn'ta increase these numerals
avoid these computer hos - innanet be the one they chose
hit em with them fragmented packets now they movin slow
fake ones aren't kin to me - no that man is not my bro

yung snat don't wanna talk - cause you fake
nothing but jacketed hollow points for the snakes
i be movin slow and steady -  i don't wanna win the race
but i promise innanet neva stuck in last place

ytcracker f. freeced, yung innanet - real ones

blckhxtwrld (neural net driveby)

Spamtec ytcracker - dead and gone (UNFINISHED)

!hook

yung_innanet_bootleg.mp3.exe (time capsule)

---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 
---
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
---
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
---
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 
------
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
--
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 
--
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
--
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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Ytcracker - Convalescence (Max James Remix)

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