I'm sorry mister my mom says your a bad influence I don't know if I can listen to your musical files 

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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.

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true colors

-------------------c0wri3--------------------
-------------------------------------------------
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
--
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
--
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
--
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
+----+----+----+
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
--
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 -- --
--
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
._
._
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
--
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
---------------------------------------------

c0wri3

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

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