if packets get u horney you found the right genre 

Hacker rape

feelin glass shards rippin my arm
feel the blood drippin out of my skin
yea my head feels real fuckin light
if ya feel it claim insurance tonight

if you wanna learn, you just need to ask more
cos i'm about to give out more game than you could buy a class for
all you're gonna need is a passport and a glass door
and you can be educated as fuck n only half poor

first go sign up for lemonade insurance
make sure you do this first or your hand's gonna be ruined
pick the option with the burglar bars and the smoke alarms
so you can pay $8/mo and not a leg and arm

now lemme break it down: the shower door method
you break the glass with your hand then the money you collect it
the renter's insurance are gonna pay up man they expect it
now go to university and spend what you collected

now you might think this shit is funny
but I'm pickin glass out my hand n countin up my money

if you think life comes free you can sit, cry & cower
but if you wanna cook a degree you gotta break a couple showers

the shower door method

There's too many hackers tryna prove they can rap but
When I'm checkin' out their Soundcloud, it is truly disastrous
I'm shittin' on their mixing, I be poopin' on their master bus
Especially on rappers who be spazzin' and be acting up
And that's because they look up to ytcracker and they start acting tough
They open up vim in the booth, and they start rapping but 
All they have is yes men around them without them courage to laugh at them
To tell 'em that they are trash as fuck
I stepped into your world and changed the game up
But you ain't change a bit, you still spittin' the same stuff
And now you real mad with something to say cause
I'm a better rapper who outraps you any day, bruh?
You think I'm talking shit, but that's just confidence
And you just mad in your pathetic life that you've run out of it
But that's ok, be angry and beat up yourself
You gonna see my rise to the top, it'll speak for itself

[Hook]
It ain't my fault that you can never be me
Try to climb the ladder but you never gonna reach me
You know that it's true, you always gon' be beneath me
No matter what you do, you always gon' be beneath me
It ain't my fault that the game come easy
Sitting at the top, got no plans on leaving
So when it comes to you, you always gon' be beneath me
No matter what you do, you always gon' be beneath me
You can never be me, this game too easy
No matter what you do, you always gon' be beneath me

I be at the top like an import declaration
I be at the top like a single dot in file listings
I be at the root of the filesystem 
You just be a pointer on the block going nowhere like ya file's missing
Am I causing you deep pain?
I know 69 hurts the freak, key is in the name
You tried to follow a script but had to break ya shell
No comment on how you had interpret the way that shebang
You probably thought your rappin' was better
In this namespace, I'm in a different class altogether
You got one hand on the mouse but you ain't grabbing the cheddar
You got the other on the keys but you ain't matching the letters
In any string I write, there is no comparison
You can call it what you want, you can say I'm arrogant
But in the end, I could be buried six deep
With you literally standing on my soil, but you still would be beneath me

[Hook]

I probably pissed you off ever since I been involved
Cause I been outta ya reach like creepers chasing Libby Shaw
Doing what you couldn't uh, Defcon stage done put me on
You little league and you can barely hit the ball
You wonderin' if you might deserve this knowing that your life ain't perfect
I just swerved in, changed the tide like my detergent, switching up the hacker raps from whiter versions 
While you sending dick pics in your Signals, that's a microservice
Caliber, 445
Message gonna serve a block, never felt more alive
Policy, shut 'em down, never be, testing me
Memory, leakin' like SMBleed, rest in peace
Don't be mad cause you can't beat the best
The way I'm making bank, call me Emotet
And if ya girl say, that she want me instead
She'll get blacked on the top like an emo's head
Some of the things I hear about
Dirty laundry, I ain't tryna air it out
But there is a fair amount, I got eyes and ears
In places that I know you care about 
So go ahead and keep cursing my name but don't wear it out
Ain't no one put you on yet?
You ain't keeping diaries on the darknet?
You ain't got no context for ya process?
Hmmm...
You ain't getting put on any shows that you want yet?
It really isn't hard to see, you're filled with mediocrity,
Remember as you fall asleep, that there's no way you're toppin' me
Got better odds at lottery or tryna compile Python in ya terminal using javac
Obviously, you gotta be most probably, 
The dumbest mothafucka throwing rocks at me
But keep in my mind that no matter how you tweet me
Remember in ya life, you always gon' be beneath me

[Outro]

Beneath Me (Yung Innanet Diss)

to clear up some confusion

me talking about (a very small portion of) the shit that I've gone through / been involved in is in response to his lyrics about me "acting hard". 

hence me saying "if you really think I'm acting" and "this ain't no damn movie"

as for him complaining that I didn't address other things he said in his lyrics; I listened to his diss track maybe 3 times and read the lyrics in order to try and properly respond; however as far as I can tell 

_his lyrics are not rooted in reality_

most of them come across as nonsense that he thought he had figured out. likely was told those things by his new friend libby shaw. the things he thought would mean something to me meant nothing.

Me calling him a gossiper, a liar and saying that he's toxic _is_ me responding to those lyrics.

X5O!P%@AP[4\PZX54(P^)7CC)7}$EICAR-STANDARD-ANTIVIRUS-TEST-FILE!$H+H*

true colors

/issues/trust

This is a letter to Neals (@ytcracker). I'll let the rest of the letter speak for itself.

Beat by LethalNeedle - Purp

Lyrics:
Almost five years since we heard from Neals
That letter that he wrote just to tell us how he feels
Imprisoned by the syndicate because of his ideals
Sittin in that prison and he lost the appeals
Yo, Neals, you're my hero and I miss you
I'm writin you this letter just wishin that you'd continue
To fight for the people's right to privacy,
To fight for the type of society 
that you wanna see, that we wanna be, 
We deserve to be, and it's hurtin me
We need you back in the game urgently
All these other hacks just lurking, me?
It's been irking me, how they did you so dirty
Like all of a sudden it's a crime to be nerdy
But you've done your time it's time to let you go
It's one minute til midnight so I'll the start the show
Man I'm breakin you out before they takin you out
So shake out the doubt, I'ma send you the route
BGP, I'm here when you need a peer
Make a run for the border, gateway appears
I'm toolin up, I keep that dolphin near
A dozen other tools on my bandoleer
And I've engineered the way you disappear
Cause I've been in their network for at least a year
Got the cameras on loop, radios gone silent
So let's fly the coop before things get violent
30 seconds more and your door should be open
Here I am hoping that your spirit ain't been broken
Just gimme a sign and I'll put you online
Uncrackable laptop and a phone from Pine
It's untrackable man it's a great design
Get you back on the street just in time
Like Justin T take a look at your wrist
Just 11 seconds more until the assist
Ball up your hand, Neals, make a fist
Put it high in the air, it's time to resist

dade - Letter To Neals

Spamtec- Dead And Gone

𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎() { 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎(𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎) { 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔() } }​

blckhxtwrld (neural net driveby)

conntracc

marshall be the reason i stay drinkin 211s
22 up in his skull - no i don't believe in heaven
matthew used to sell me big fat sacks of dexedrine
overdosed now i'll never get see that man again

josh and i used to make chiptune metal music
found his girlfriend hangin from a tree and i watched him lose it
thought he'd be fine - little damage - but he'd get through it
8 years later dead in a truck - his own doin

life is all we got - tragedy and the joy
hate to say it but you know that they're a part of the story
don't give a fuck about glory - its all about allegory
no light without the darkness, contrast keeps us from purgatory

do my best to not ponder questions that do not matter
i promise i'll never be the one to make my brain splatter
am i a useless piece of shit, trapper, hacker, or a rapper
i am none and all of the above i'm just another chapter

--

sometimes i forget that i grew up without my own mother
all i have are stories told by my father and my brother
i look just like her - sometimes i think bout the pistol striker
i digress - for years these thoughts be lurkin like a spider

so many people close to me talk about suicide
haven't even started to remember everyone that's died
hypnotized, thoughts of death - they romanticize
hotline will not help them realize that there's no paradise

you must utilize the pain joy and sacrifice
every little moment - good or bad - perfect art defined
this abstraction i rely - leaving thoughts of death behind
might as well be alive until i am neutralized

so open your eyes its another crazy fuckin day
it don't matter what yo good at - it don't matter what you['re] paid
are you you afraid? don't let it fade, soak it all in
every little feeling is a part of your blueprint

0x3b

@dicepticon beat

im chilling in the lair feeling okay
sitting on a folder full of 0day
looking through these files and i hope they
never patch em up leave it broke hey
all these scanners in the road way
checking for them errors in the code base
clock is ticking and i wont wait
time to live got a hacker feeling slow paced

X11 window manager yes i do some damage yuh
checking on my privilege like a cis white male in canada
then i escalate it my compiler keep it native
every tick up in your system timing attack underrated
bury data in the octets in the segments in your packets
all my DGs keep it gangster all my pinks they keep it ratchet
all my screens they keep refreshing hundred forty four a second
thats the time to live for pixels so its best we stay connected

got no time to spare i mark my meetings for deletion
so much CRUD up in my matrix that im working through the weekend
no i got no time for sleeping got a deadline got to keep it -
and i really like my password so i keep that bitch a secret
you know
im captivated by the captures on my wireshark -
keep the hat green like my cousin vinny's skylark
F to pay respects double F if you the best
double F i stay immortal in my time to live requests

ytcracker - ttl

#SaturdaySixteens No. 1
Beat shamelessly jacked: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H2apnXuu1A0

Lyrics:
Hack game Walter White
Good by day I'm bad by night
Black hat vibe the pay is white
I'm teachin kids to alter bytes
Breaking bad I'm breaking that
Gettin mad I'm makin that
Come for me I'm tracin back
Drop 0day I'm takin that
Code named Heisenberg, the reverser's uncertain
I am everywhere, I am Quantum Insertin
Flow so turbulent you would think I was the German
If you hear me knock man your situation worsens

Walter White

avatar the last packet bender

Coffee

Thanks a ton, 0xdade for collaborating with me on this.

coming_soon_to = "iTunes/Amazon/Google/Youtube/Spotify"

====== 0xdade
https://soundcloud.com/0xdade

https://twitter.com/0xdade

https://0xda.de/


====== Lyrics

[AsciiFace]
I been chained at  my desk now nearly ten years
Never looking up, is it fear why I'm here
That I might see the world I worked away
From family to friends I left along the way

Or is it crushing reproach Of being no closer
To goals and hopes I'm just a paycheck casher
Staring down the keyboard At a problem I can’t solve
Roadblocks come more often And the jobs they just revolve  
Another line of code defines my self worth
Bit bash it, Git stash it, thank the gods for open source
I’m atta critical limit and the coffee’s running low
A missed sprint commitments all I need for this I know

 [AsciiFace]
Oh don’t shine too bright now 
Cause it will eat you up
Now don’t shine too bright now
Cause then it’s all they’ll ever want

[0xdade]
Pour a cup of coffee and I'm back on my grind
'Cause my boss is extra bossy and I'm on a deadline

Ticket after ticket man this shit is so fragile
Pivot after pivot man they call this shit agile?

Lookin through my windows, I'm alt tabbin through life
Imagine that the passion had been stabbed with a knife

And that fire inside had been drained from your eyes
And you lost all your drive and your will to survive

Just grab another cup, and get back to Java
And when you get home just pick up the vodka

Coffee

Omar Outfit (ft. 0xdade) - Coffee

hack by my lonely

fuck sometimes i think i'm helpless
playing with live rounds - no pellets
all these bitches become jealous
but i'm alone - my brain meltin
--
miss the days that i was sellin
legal narcotics to felons
no bitch we ain't never tellin
crack his head just like a melon
--
feels like its been ages since i had to let the hammer drop
beefin on computers i suggest you bring it to a stop
yeah i see yo psyop - i play dumb - you need another plot
i had a vision: i let opposition decompose and rot
--
you all talk - ya hide behind socks
i hear you squackin - fuck around you and get rocc'd
connections get dropped - bodies outlined in chalk
information disclosure when i proceed to zone walk
----
six   six   six - illuminate the pathway
bitch bitch bitch - you want smoke it can go dat way
yeah yo bitch wanna meet me - but that hoe be so nasty
i think i'd rather go to dinner with some fuckin ascii
--
i ain't respondin to these stupid questions ya askin
i'm about to put the 9 to my head and start blastin
if i don't blast myself - yo crew might be shoppin for caskets
i become more trigger happy the more time that be passin
--
still on tha innanet - chasin down computas
i dissassemble these booters - i think you boys need some tutors
and the draco stay loaded for the ops and the intruders
never tell my left ear what my right ear get told about maneuvers
--
yeah bitch i do shit the hard way
i leave the opposition prayin for some better days
my mind a little fogged up cause i stay in a daze
because i'm tryn'ta keep these suicidal thoughts at bay


----- https://soundcloud.com/tcpstack -----

too much drugs inside my system
thats a buffer overflow

catch me pouring up this actavis
i might just overload
car is looking suicidal hit the switch and
flip the door
opposition claim they friendly, people i dont even know
i construct my own reality, the pen my fucking typecast
fuck your personality cause bots are known to die fast
mind is an enigma holding back the static ice blast
i am unrestricted, they conforming like an ipad
focusing my cataracts
precision swiping data hacks
offloading them with mad finesse
you'll never get that data back
losing packets, avalanche
1 lick, new fit, 1 cash advance
they mad upset, come grab the mans
i stack my guap expanding bands
--
losing my mind
people will die
shot in the head watch em fall from the sky
i wont think twice
stealing your life
you got no value but you got a price
--
i,
think i might just drop this
mm, i,
see you through the optic
hit you in eye,

incapacitate the opp in-
side
got nowhere to hide
thermal vision is my guide
we illuminate your block with
nines

enumerate ft. stack

hey kid are you a computer wizard

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$btc = bc1qk90fg480v0mzvw7m7splyvl8w6zmuu9yy5l3d9

conntracc

yung innanet

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